The Volcano lubricator. (Volcano, W. Va.) 1871-1879, 1874-02-05
THE DISENCHANTED LOVER.
Or
Where There's Will, There's a
Way.

"And so he is coming tonight,
Clara" Lyman Palmer asked, stand
ing. just at sunset, in the poarch of
Mr.. Townley's fine, broad fronted res
idence in l.. Clara Townley stood
beside him, and very sad look stole
into her dcep-blue, lustrous eyes, as
she answered the question::
"Ycs Lyman. Papa received his
note this morning, saying he would
surely be here in the eight o'clock
train"
"Your father is as determined as
ever, l suppose, about this affair CT
OF the marriage" Lyman Palmer's
look was averted from Clara while he
pronounced the words. One OF his
white, slender hands played rather
nervously y with seal ring on the hn-
ger of the other. They were delicate
enough, both in shape and hue, those
hands Of Lyman Palmer's, to have be-
longed to a woman; his face, also, de-
void Of beard or mustache, and glow
ing with the fullness of healthful
beauty, entirely lacked (he was only
twenty -two) the element of manlincsS.
It was face that Lyman Palmcr'S
enemies-had he really possessed any
would have been very likely to call
insipid and girlish. But they could
not truthluilp have said the same Of
the man himself. lie was every inch
what his youthful appearance failed to
show-a high bred, honorable, coura-
geous gentleman.
''Determined| Clara Townley ex-
claimed, IN answer TO her lovers last
remark. why, papa is SO bent upon
my becoming Mrs. Livermore, that hc
would die Of rage, / think. were M
resolution known 10 him."
"And that resolution is, Clara"
TO give Mr.. Liveraore plainly to
urdersGana-.hat the sincs-w live in
are not those which tolerate the aiiian'
cling o.! two children in their cradles,
merely because their parents happen
to be friends. And then this creature,
Richard Livermore, is per!cc tiend
OF LONELINESS, if you will pardon my
intense style Of rhetoric. The photo.
.raph which he sent me, through pa
pa, is just about the most frightfuI
th;ng ! have ever heheld. lie has
passed his whole life, YOU know, IL
some obscure place ont West-aii
places cut Wess are obscure, in my
opinion-and, 20 all appearances, he
has the manners Of I regular clod. He
actually had the impudence to speak
to me, in his last letterto papa, as the
sweet Clara, whom he longea passion
ately to behold and whom he tondiy
believed to be = picture Of womanly
grace and loveliness.' I've never told
YOU this before, lyman, for fear OF
making you angry At your unseen ri.
val"
we ought not to be called rivals, =
lyman Palmer answered, in voice
wherein there was much more Of de-
spondency than anger-"hiS chances
are so far above mine"
Nonsense, Lyman"
How NONSENSE Clara?'
DO you believe in proverbs?'
why DO you ask'"
Because do" Clara Townley's
face wore look OF determination as
she spoke.
TO what particular proycrb do you
have reference just now:' Lyman
asked.
"To one which SAYS, where there 5
will there's 4 way l think thai
adage 4 remarkably true one. And |
think. Lyman, that you and | may test
its truth, if we are so inclined.
"You don't mean by an elopcmcn,,
Clara, do you? Often and often I've
asked"
And often and often ] have re-
iused," was the prompt interruption.
"Of course, won't clope with you. l
don't consider clopementS respectable,
I shall never marry you if have to DO
that" And she looked quite serious
enough 10 keep The resolution it called
upon 10 DO so.
"Ycu mean, then, Clara, 3y coming
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