Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1874-01-10

lovely woman of the day, should
love an unknown and poor English
man-bah! the thought, even, was
ridiculous.
/ When the trunk of Clarence Ain.
she arrived, for he had sent forit as
soon as he was able to speak, Mrs
| ILightfoot paced around it for hall
an hour in the vain endeayour tC
find something plebian about it; but
the trunk was a good one, Englisf
make, and bore on it simply the let
ters &c. A, England.
With a disappointed look the lit
tie woman ordered it sent to the
sick mans room, and sought hel
chamber.
"Arthur, Leone really loves thai
wounded man, and what will become
of it alll''
at is Leone's romance, little wife
she will recover from it; a few tear
at parting; hard riding for her poor
horse; a few sentimental songs, anC
all will be over"
"But, Arthur, suppose it should
not be; suppose he should love her
for you know he's poor and she'
rich-What then?''
''Wel1, he cannot have her, that
all, " and Arthur Lightfoot went ou
for drive.
At length the hour came for Clar
ence Ainslie to depart, for no Ion
ger could he impose upon the kind
ness of his host and hostess, and, de
termined to leave that evening, ht
aeked to see Leone alone. .
With pale face but quiet man
ner, the young girl entered the room
and stepping forward Clarence Ain
slie said feelingly:
Miss Lightfoot, no longer can
impose upon your kindness, and to
night leave you. Shall it be for
everP"
Noanswer came, and the English
man continued:
"To you owe my life, and to you
l woul Sdedicate the years that yer
remain l am unknown to you-s
stranger in strange land-and Yor
have but my word for it that | Of
fer you love that never was offer
ed to woman before, hand anC
heart that has never sInned inten
tionally against a fellow being
Will you accept what l have to of.
fer!"
81 will"
"You will trust me: take me as
am; and become my wife?"
81 will" sa.
No other word was spoken, but
two hearts were perfectly happy.
. Ofcourse Arthur LightfOot and
his wife objected and decidedly re
fused, but Leone was determined
It was no romance with her, and
when she fatty told them she would
marry Clarence without their con.
sent, they made virtue of neces-
lsity and gave In it to consoling them
selves with the thought that, aftel
all, his being a stranger and pool
man was really the only faults that
they could find in him.
/ At the request of the parties most
interested it was a quiet wedding
lust six months after the meeting oi
the lovers, and DR.. Wells and Far
mer Jessop's family were only in
vited, and to this day the good old
lady had not ceased to gossip about
the magnificent trousseau the bride
had, and the quiet happiness thai
shoue in the eyes of the young
couple.
/ It had been decided that the bri
dal tour should be to Europe, and
Clarence Ainslie said that business
would call him there soon, and Mr.
and Mrs. Lightfoot had been per
suaded to accompany them; so the
day after the wedding the New
York steamer bore a happy quartet
from the land of free America.
Arriving safely in England, a few
days were passed quietly at the no
tel, and then, by invitation from
Clarence Ainslie, the party started
out to visit the spot where he had
passed his boyhood days.
Through the meadow lands and
lovely country the carriage drove
until suddenly Clarence; who was
driving, wheeled into a grand gate
way leading to the supurb country
but of some man of wealth.
A few moment more, and the car
riage drew up before the marble
steps of an elegant mansioR-One OF
those rambling structures often
found in England-and springing
lightly to the ground, the English
man said, while merry light twin,
kled in his eye.
"Leone, welcome you to YOU
home and Mr.. and Mrs. Lightfoot
Lord Clarence Ainslie begs that you
wiIlaccept the hospitality of Ain
slie Castle"
Tears fell in the beautiful eyes o.
Leone. Arthur Lightfoot's cheek
colored, but he was silent, Will,
after a seconds hesitation his wifi,
exelaimed:
Clarence Ainslie, you are ;
cheat. Why, Thought you were /
Western farmer"
''That was all the land / owned il
America. purchased it and bull
a shooting box thereon, because
was fond of your Western sports
and in America | was simply Mr
Ainslie; here am Lord Clarence, o
Ainshe Castle. Am I forgivenP"
Reader, We all have to much hu
man nature now a days, TO for
moment suppose the deception Prac
tised was not pardoned by one ana
all; m fact Mrs. Lightfoot says sht
likes to be deceived, and in thi
case Arthur echoes the opinion o
his wife"
OvERDREss.-It is to be feared at tn
present day that the women of tn