Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1874-03-13

upon him with favor, and many bright
eyes gave him bewitching glances-hither.
to in vain. His whole heart-and he knew
twas still with MlIirent Kathlane but
her marriage had raised her, both as to
wealth and position, so far above himself
that he did not, except at some fond, de-
lusive moment, dare to aspire to her. He
was only city man, plOdding on in his
close city Office, with his three or four
clerks under him.
How beautiful she is !" he thought, as
he walked away from the house. 'Just
the same little Milly at heart, too, as in
the dear old days. And her glances-oh,
if | might dare to believe in them seem
as true to me as they were then. But
what would the word say -
That night san him at Mrs. Granger's-
a fashionable woman with some fashiOna-
bic daughters, Que of whom, COrnelia, had
made dead set at Mr.. ThOrnbury. He
stood in the lighted rooms, watching eager
ly for Milicent; but it was not until very
late that she arrived As she came down
the long rooms-moving as easily and
gracefully as though she had been, from
earliest childhood, accustomed to reign in
societv-a murnur of admiration followed
her.
She was dressed in a trailing robe of
pale, siivery blue, with an Overdress of soft
white lace her beautiful neck and arms
were bare, save for their ornaments of
fretted gold her face was untouched by
paint or powder and her vivid coloring
made her beauty seem almost unearthly as
compared with some of the inane faces
around her. Her black hair, elabOrately
! dressed, was fastened here and there with
dropping sprays Of scarlet flowers. and at
her bosom, looping her overdress, and in
her jeweled J0uquetiere, the scarlet buds
glowed and burned.
/ is she not lovely 2" That was ques-
ti0n which every one felt could be answered
but in the affirmative. And many an
enviOus heart was hidden under the smil-
( ing faces which greeted her.
There is Mrs. KathIane, Mr.. Thorn
! bury" said C0rnelia Granger. tall, pale,
/ illnatured girl, to whom Rupert had been
saying civil nothings for the last few min
! utes, and who was furOusly jealous of
| Mrs. Kathiane in her heart of hearts.
You gentlemen are wild about her, be-
I lieve. Red and biue-what excruciating
ta ste ! l wonder her maid does not teach
her better"
Every one has not your critical eyes,
Miss Granger" d." said Rupert, laughing. Il
though, her dress charmns.''
/ "Of COURSE" Miss Cornelia was not an
amiabe girl, as we have said, and at that
moment her temper was pinching her
/ rather sourly. Perhaps you make one of
those who are wild over her, Mr. Thorn
bury :"
ut woaId be of no use to me, 1 expect
if were" replied Robert in his candor.
"Well. | suppose not-as she is soon to
be married again"
Married again - he uttered.
$50 report runs said Miss Granger,
toying with her fan.
ITO whom? had not heard of H."
''To Mr. Worthington-a cousin Of her
! late husband, you know"
Il know him." cried Rupert, feeling he
knew not how. "Dicb Worthington's not
worthy Of her Il would lie Dissertation"
''She may not tniuk SO. 1t is said there
was a great deal Of intimacy before Mr..
Kathlane died. She married him simply
| for his money-that's well known-and
| the handsome cousin used TO be very
frequent visitor. There was deal of Cos
sip about il at the time, and-buL there's
Dick Worthington now. Look how her
color rises when she speaks to him."
Are you quite certain your information
is correct, Miss Granger -
The pale eyes glanced at him again and
then looked away.
About the engagement Quite sure,
Mr.. Thorn5ury. At least, the world is
sarc of it. am neither more or less wise
! than it.''
Mr.. Thornbury did not change color at
the news, or seem, in reality, TO feel much
surprise He stood laughing and chatting
with the young lady for Il few moments on
different subjects, and then, excuslng him
/ self, sauntercd across the room to where
| Mrs Kalhanc sat, surrounded by an ad-
miring group, OF whom Richard Worthin.-
. ton was one.
1t is my waltz, - said Mr.. ThOrnbury,
as she looked up and greeted him with one
of her brightest smiles, ''or are you too
. tired :"
Tired 7" She laughed a little silvery
/ laugh as she rose. II am never tired of
dancing. Richard, l will leave my flowers
and fan with you rs hostage"
/ 1t WAS nothing, this leaving with him
/ her fan and flowers. 1t was like thou
sand other little coquctiish ways which
/ she had but Rupert, thinkinS-oh, so
/ bitterly of what had just been told him,
/ fancicd that he saw something deeper than
her usual Hight coquetry in the glance she
gave the handsome young fellow, and
/ groaucd in spirit. 1t seemed 4 lull con-
/ iirntaton of what he had heard.
"Onc, two, three. One, two, three.
You are shockingiy out of step, Rupert -
said she, after the first turn. What is
! the matter? You look as stern as if you
( had seen Il ghost
u have, " he said, almost grlmly-'the
ghost of dead hope )" and she, half
frightened at his tone, looked up at him
questiouiu.y. Bat in another moment he
smiled back at her, and she was re-assured.
Don't talk nonsense, Rupert. There,
YOU are dancing beautifully now. What
were YOU and that odious Cornelia Granger
talking about so long :"
"Odiors do you call her.
"Well, do, Rupert think her SO !;
she has not spark "l good feeling in her.