Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1873-06-07

She made sweeping courtesy, and
languidly extended the tips of her fin
gers but not muscle moved beyond
what accorded with well indiffer-
ence.
"Ahl good evening, Mr.. Ray"
"Oh, Mamie are you not glad to
see me 2" said Lenox, feeling his
heart chilled within him.
"Oh, to be- sure, Mr.. Ray-quite
glad. Allow me to present Count de
Beaurepaire. Mr.. Ray, monsieur"
Lenox hardly deigned bow to the
Frenchman, and offered his arm to
Mamie.
"You will walk with me little
while?"
Thanks; but the music is begin
ming, and | promised to dance with
Mr.. Blair"
but afterwards !" said Lenox, the
chill growing colder.
Thanks again; but | am engaged
to Captain Thorton."
"When, then?" demanded Lenox
with a jealous pang.
"Ah, really my card is so full | hard
ly know. | will try to spare you
waltz somewhere''-with an Indifferent
glance.
Lenox bent down, and spoke with
bitter reproach in her ear, Good
heavens, Nanniel What affection is
this ?'
She favored him with we'll bred
stare. =.
Pardon l do notunderstand you"
And taking the arm of her escort,
she walked away with the air OF an
empress.
Lenox sought his sister.
Laura, how have you changed Nan
ME so p he demanded.
"Yes, she has changed-greatly i'm
proved. Isn't she perfect"
Perfect Rather too perfect to suit
me-
Tomorrow shall see more of
Mamie p he thought. !.
But tomorrow, and tomorrow, and
' that elegant Miss irving" as they
styled her, was always in demand:
She played the role of an accomplished
lady, and icy hearted coquette, to per-
fection; and poor Lenox, from the
distance at which she kept him, looked
On almost heart broken, varying be-
tween wrath, jealousy, pride, and des-
pair.
Mamie p said he, one morning
when he found her alone, how long
is this to last ?"
How long is what to last ?" asked
Mamie, innocently.
"How long are you going to re-
main the conventional creature you
are?"
81 believe you wished me to come
here to improve my manners, Mr..
Ray; to acquire the elegance of soci-
ety?" she said, coldly.
=" But Mamie"
Your sister thinks have been an
apt pupil" pup ~ ~. hu h..ven. p, cr;.d
Lenox.
We'll, if you amt pleased with the
result of your own advice, L am not to
blame. You must excuse me, Mr..
Ray; 1 am going to ride with Count de
Beaurepalre.
And with her sweetest, hollowest
smile, she made a graceful gesture of
adieu, and left him sick at heart, puz
zled and disgusted.
That afternoon, as Laura and Nam
ME were about dressing for the even
ing, Lenox, walked announced, into
Laura's little parlor, where they sat
alone.
L thought I'd drop in and say good
bye before you went down stairs,
said he. 4 leave for London to-
night"
Laura elevated her eyebrows lit
tie.
Sudden, isn't it? But since you
are going l will give you some COM
missions" "
"You needn't. 1 shall only stay in
town for a day" -.
Indeed Where are you going?"
"Oh, l don't know" was his savage
reply.
Laura gave him a look of cool sur
prise.
AT least you will take note to
George for me.
Yes, if you get it ready" said he,
ungraciously;
Very we'll; / will write il"
Laura went to her own room, and
Lenox stood moodily at the window.
Presently Mamie, who had not spoken
one word, came and stood near him.
Are you really going away !? she
asked.
"Yes. I am" was the short answer.
And won't you tell me where?"
q don't know myself-neither know
nor care" he growled.
She slipped her hand in his arm,
with the old caressing movement he
remembered so well, and spoke gently,
using his first name for the first time
since he came.
But, Lenox, dear, if you go away
off somewhere, what shall | do?
He turned suddenly and caught her
to his heart.
"Oh, Mamie, Mamie /" cried he
passionately, 81 if you would only come
back to me, and love me-if | could
recover my lost treasure, would not
go anywhere. Oh, my lost love, Is II
too late?"
She laid her face down against his
shoulder, and asked, " Lenox, dear
tell me which ycu love best, the Nan
ME YOU used to know or the fashiona-
Bile young lady you found here Z" j.,
"Oh, Mamie, darling !" he cried
o,,sn;no her closer AT wouldn't give
one precious toss of your old brown