Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1874-10-23

a very illegible hand, and moreover always
crossed her pages, consequently decipher-
ing her letters was no easy task. l could
not make out the name of my uncle's
fancee; although Fellows and sat up
half the night trying to discover it. My
mother said Sir Rupert had met her in
Paris, and thought the word we could
not decipher looked like a French name
London was no place for me now, de-
cided, and determined to leave the Guards
and exchange into some regiment going to
Canada country [ was particularly an
xious to see. We fingered good deal of
the time on our way home, and were a
great deal of the time in out -the-way
places where we saw no newspapers. Thus
/ missed reading the announcement of my
uncle's marriage. When | arrived in town
| heard of nothing but the extraordinary
beauty of Lady Wyville; and many were
the warnings received-half in jest-half
in earnest-not to fall in love with my
aunt 1t was very odd, but felt no curl
osity to see her. On the contray, the idea
OF making her acquaintance was rather re-
pugnant to me.
Il left a card for my uncle in Grosvenor
square, dav or two after returned home,
at an hour when knew she would be out :;
and l declined, on the plea of prior en-
gagement. an invitation that received to
dine with tiicm the following evening.
"A few nights afterwards there was
large ball given at the Russian Embassy
heard, directly / entered the house, that
my uncle and his bride were there; but
there was a great crowd, and never caught
sight of them. Towards the end of the
evening. just as l was going away, the
Duchesse de - came up to me in the
conservatory, and told me that my uncle
and aunt were just then on the staircase.
"'You must come and see her, George
she said 10 me; she is perfectly beautiful
Il made some common place reply, such
as that twas only very pretty women who
admitted beauty in Others, and then. with
the little duchess on my arm, | went to
greet my uncle and his bride.
'sShe was dressed all in white-not the
faintest trace of color about her-and her
lovely face turned as white as her bridal
wreath, as she came face to face with me-
X was Nora-Sora whom l had last seen
in rags, barefooted, asking aims from the
passers- by. and now met again thus-at an
ambassadors BAH, and talking to aforeign
prince,
, MY uncle introduced he TO his bride
and l made profound bow, and with a
face as white as her own, congratulated her
on her marriage, and expressed the graft
fcation / felt at making her acquaintance.
She gave me such look, poor girl
knew then she had meyer forgotten me. l.
passed on with the dutehess into the ball
room, and felt rather than saw that Nora
"A
asked lie wit lI!l. 'Ah, was right.
| could see you V .sSfesp peratcly apris with
her. What is i: you English call itl Love
at first sight. Take my advice, mon ami,
ana do not see too much Of your lovely
aunt
IL shall follow your advice, said; !
mean to see as little of her as possible
something in my voice made my com
panion glance up ; aud then, with true tact
and good breeding. she fastened 10 change
the subject. She was kind hearted little
woman, in spite of her trifling language.
| know that never again to me or any liv-
ing being did she reCur 20 what she had
noticed that evening; and that she had
noticed more than she chose to say | felt
certain.
Il never saw Nora again so AS to speak
10 her during unclc's lifetime. Iexchang
ed at once into 4 regiment under orders for
Canada. There | remained three years,
until the death of Sir Rupert recalled me
to England. Nora had no children, so |
was now Sir George Wyyille. She night
as well have waited for me, | thought bit
teriy. | met her once at our solicitors
upon Business, Just after my return home
and that was the last time | ever saw her
in the world. She lived entirely in Lon
don. doing an immense deal of good, be-
lieye, among the Irish poor. But her career
of usefulness was a short one. She only
survived Sir Rupert four years. To me she
died the hour when she became his wife
She wrote to me once after she became a
widow: telling me all the circumstances of
her marriagc-how that Sir Rupert had
rescued her from life of beggary in the
streets, and sent her to school for four years.
and that then she had felt herself bound in
honor and gratitude to marry him.
"She concluded he. letter by expressing
hope that we might still be friends
Friends, had no more friendship to offer
her than had love to offer any other wo-
man; and my uncle's widow was sacred in
my eyes.
II never saw Nora again.
IL believe the world talked a good deal
about my strange conduct toward my aunt,
and pronounced it to be very bad taste,
now that | had come into the title and
estate. Only the Duchesse dc, fancy,
gave me credit for having some good reason
for thus avoiding Lady Wyyille.
There, George, you know now the story
ofmy lite-why have remained a bachelor
all my days. | am not aware that there is
any particular moral to be deduced from
my tale, unless it is Only to fall in love
in your own rank of life a piece of advice
that was very frequently given to me when
| was young. hope you will profit by it
better than | have done
An undergraduate at Cambridge,
who found among the questions on his ex-
animation paper this, why will not pin
stand on its point?' elaborately explained
the point thus: 1. A pin will not stand on
its head, much less is it possible that it
should stand on its point. ?. A point, ac-
cording to Euclid, is that which has no
parts and no magnitude. A pin cannot
stand on that which has no parts and no
magnitude, and therefore pin cannot
stand on its point. 3. 1t will, if you stick
it in.