Connecticut western news., 1874-11-06
SALISBURY, CONN.,, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 1874

piled. "Yes, on second thought, dc think. I dislike him think he is stupid and old and ugly, and that he has eyes and whiskers like MT. Murd- stone"
 "Well, Maggie" said Aunt Lamb, solemnly, Che thinks we'll of you. He is most respectable man, and he has commissioned me to make you an offer. His means are very ample, and he is more likely to consult your fancies than 8 younger man. have written to your stepmother to lay before her the testi. monial as to his character and fortune, and "- But here I interrupted her.
 "I will never marry him, aunt," l said, hotly. Don't you-cannot you of mah ?"
 "Maggie," interposed Aunt Lamb, very gravely, " if you are thinking ot Lewis Jenkins, as I fear you are, ] must tell you that there is nothing more evident than that he is trifine with you. I purposely placed some obstacles in the way of his seeing you alone, and it is very clear that he has not cared to make an effort to set them aside. You know that yourself. Now MT. Wagner Went to Boston this morn ing, and has specially desired me not to press for your reply. He will not be back until tomorrow evening, and then "-
 "I never, never will 1" I sobbed out; and then I rushed down to the shore, and had good cry among the rocks.
 MSd,sight.-I feel somewhat happier, and yet Lewis does puzzle me little. A beautiful young woman appeared in the ballroom tonight. She was ex- quisitely dressed in silver gray gauge, out of which rose gracefully her white shoulders and delicate head, crowned with profusion of real chestnut hair. Her complexion was exquisite, the purest, the most perfect peach blos- som. Quite unsuspiciously I asked Lew, who returned this evening, who that beautiful girl was. He looked em- barrassed, blushed and said it was Miss Fox, of Baltimore. The very Miss Fox, then, of whom Sophie spoke to me a year ago. suppose Lew thought me jealous. But always remember the tone of voice in which he once said, " You are pretty enough for me, Maggie" I had no opportunity to say another word then, or to assure him that knew and believed that he loved me best.
 August e.-It is all over with me. am not the Maggie who wrote those lines last night am not the Maggie Lew loved. Alas he never loved any Maggie. But enough. This morning I rose and dressed as usual. I met Lew for 8 moment at the foot of the stairs, and whispered to him, CT will walk with you after breakfast if you like" He colored and looked con- fused, and replied that he had an en. gagement. thought nothing of this then, but after breakfast took my shawl and walked down to my nook in the rocks. It was lonely place, just large enough for two persons to sit. I had been sitting there some time, when ] heard voices, and looking down, saw the beautiful Miss Fox climbing the rocks. She did not see me and could not see her companion. Presently they reached the ledge above my head, and then-ah then I heard Lew's voice nay Lew-addressing her in such tones as l had never heard from his lips. knew then that it had all been 8 dream of mine. I did not need to hear him explain, as he did after few moments, that he had been dreadfully annoyed for fear his darling Kate would misun' derstand his kindness to the poor little thing he was dancing with the night before. "She is poor, plain, good hearted little soul, he added; "but } never gave her any reason to suppose really cared for her, and she has abso lutely thrown herself at my head lately"
 I started up and almost screamed when I heard that, and then sprang down and rushed to the house. Wher I went into my room the door which opens into Aunt Lambs room stood open. Mrs. Wilton was sitting witt her. "Plain and dull and small" she was saying. "It would be as good { match as she has right to expect" did not wait to hear any more, but walked in, and said, "Aunt Lamb, vii you be kind enough to send for MT Wagner and tell him I accept him witt pleasure ?" and then I laughedl How I laughed It seems to me that could have laughed at myself for hours What dupe I had beenl I went out driving with MT. Wagner this after noon, and he gave me splendid dia mond ring. I wore it down to dinner and sat next him and chattered ani whispered and laughed, because Lewis and Miss Fox sat opposite. It is al over now, but I wonder that I could ever have done it. Now, at daybreak I have wept until can weep no more.
 August 15.-We are to be married il three months, and I go home to-mor row.
 NoVena6er 15.-To.morrow is m, wedding-day. I have lived in 8 whir of excitement, millinery, dress making visiting, and driving with MT. Wagner ever since left Nahant. My t-ouS8e0a is elegant, and my stepmother ha been very liberal: To-day she called me aside and said, Maggie. dear, i you don't feel happy in your engage ment, tell me; it is not too late, and will take you away somewhere until al excitement on the subject has blow over." But said no, I didn't care t' break it of. Nor do I. I like MT Wagner as we'll as any one. Besides Lewis saw me with hin, and heart every one talk of MT. Wagner's wealth and what good match he was. I hop Lewis will think I don't care. MT Wagner says that his house is yer, large, and newly furnished, and tha Ossawa Lake is a very aristocratl' place. I am glad. hope Miss Harri man knows that I am going to have handsome establishment. She was s' sure would not marry
 December 8--I ana most unhappy can never love MT. Wagner, nor evel care for him, and it is useless to try.
 did not enjoy my wedding trip. w is quite large, staring white, with greer blinds. Very common sort of peopl spoke familiarly with MT. Wagner a the station, but I am not so surprised as I was then. He is evidently no among the first people in the place The parlor where am sitting is larg