Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1874-03-26
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pose upon your kindness, and tonight
| leave you. Shall it be forever?'
No answer came, and the English
man continued: 70
To you lowe my lite, and to you I
would dedicate the years that yet re-
main. l am unknown to you-a stran-
ger i'm q strange land-and you have
but my word for it that / offer you a
love that was never offered to woman
before, a hand and heart that has new
er sinned Intentionally against fellow.
being. Will you accept what l have
to offery
Il WILL
You will trust me; take me as am.
and become my wife p
i will.'
No other word was spoken, but their
hearts were perfectly happy.
OF course, Arthur Lightfoot and his
wife objected and decidedly refused,
aud Leone was determined. It was no
romance with her, and when she fatty
told them that she would marry Clar-
ence without their consent, they made
a virtue of necessity and gave il, CON-
soling themselves with the thought
that, after all, he being a stranger and
q poor man were really the only faults
that they could fad in him.
At the request Of the parties most
interested it was quiet wedding, Just
six months after the meeting Of the
lovers, and DIR. Wells and Farmer Jes-
sup's family were only invited, and to
this day the good old lady has not
erased to gossip about the magnificent
trosseau the bride had, and the quiet
happiness that shone in the eyes of the
young couple.
1t had been decided that the bridal
tour should be to Europe, US Clarence
Ainslie said that business would call
him there soon; and Alr. and Mrs.
Lightfoot had been persuaded to ac-
company them; 50 the day after the
wedding the steamer bore o very hap
py quartette from our shores.
Arriving safely in England, a few
days were passed quietly at the hotel,
and then, by an invitation from CIar-
ence Ainslie, the party started out to
visit the spot where he had passed his
bOyhoOd's days.
Through meadow lands and lovely
country the carriage drove, until sud-
denly Clarence, who was driving,
wheeled into grand gateway leading
to the superb country seat ofsome man
of wealth.
A few minutes more, and the carriage
drew up before the marble steps of an
elegant msnsion-one Of those. old
rambling structures found in England
and springing lightly to the ground,
the Englishman said, while merry
light twinkled in his eyes:
Leone, welcome you to your home.
Mr.. and Mrs. LightfOot, Lord Clarence
Ainslie begs that you will accept the
hospitality of Ainslie Castle.
Tears fiiled the beautiful eyes Of
Leone. Arthur Lightfoot's cheeks col
ored, but he was silent, while, after q
seconds hesitation, his wife exclaimed:
Clarence Ainslie, you are cheat.
Why, thought you were Western
farmer
That was all the land I owned In
America. I purchased it and built o
shooting box thereon, because was
fond of your Western sport, and in
America | was simply Mr.. Ainslie; hut
here am Lord Clarence of Ainslie Cas-
tie. Am forgiven p
Reader, we all have too much human
nature nowadays to for moment
suppose the deception praeticed was
not pardOned by one and all; in fact,
Mrs. Lightfoot says she likes to be de-
ceived, and in this case Arthur echoes
the opinion of his wife.