The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1875-02-13
LeOne's Romance.

EeOne's Romance.
Mark my words, Leone your beau
ideal you'll never find; your estimate of
man is to high.
NO, Arthur, it is but great esti-
mate, and you have no right to Judge
harshly, because will not throw my
life away upon some society man of to-
day. am young yet, but twenty you
know, and there is time enough yet.'
Yes, time enough, Leone; but l a
gree with Arthur, that you have to
higha standard of manhood, a romantic
schoolgirl admiration of qualities that
few, if any, may possess"
Complimentary, very, to your hus"
band, sis; but l wish for my husband
strength, either Of soul or body, mind
far above the average, and determina-
ton and purpose sufficient to raise him
from the level of the human, herd; and
mark me, if never find such an one, l
will ever remain Leone Light DOT, an
old maid fond of tea, cats, and gossip;
but l see Charles has brought my horse
around, so au revoir.'
The speaker was woman ot twenty,
queenly in form, and whose face, though
possessing character beyond her years
stamped thereon, was radient with
loveliness.
Robed in o dark blue riding-habit,
which clung, gracefully around her
superb form, and the face half shaded
by the dropping plums falling from her
jaunty cap, Leone LightfOot was indeed
what she appeared-a surprising love-
ly woman; one who had visitors by the
score, for she was rich, as well as ac-
complished and beautiful,
Three years before, she had been left,
by the death of her parents, under the
guardianship Of her only brother, some
ten years her senior, and at his elegant
country seat in New York State she had
lived, the idol Of society and the pet of
Arthur Lightfoot and his pretty but
weak little wife.
Between the three, Arthur LightfoOt,
Leone and Mrs. Lightfoot, was the con
yersation held that opens this story, and
the cause thereof wa the refusal by
Leone of the heart, hand and future of
worthy bachelor neighbor.
She is incOrrigible, tho old Judge
would have made a good husband, said
Arthur Lightfoot to his wife, after they
hal seen Leone mount and dash away
at full speed down the grand avenue.
Yes, she'll never marry, l fear,
sighted Mrs. Lightfoot, who always
echoed the sentiments of her husband.
In the meantime, Leone rode on at a
pace that chimed in with her humor, ,and
being an elegant horsewoman, she held
her stecd well in rein, and enjoyed the
springing aeet motion, as mile after
mile was cast behind.
But her horse suddenly SHE'D violent
ly and gave treme nduous leap, almost
unseating his fair rider, who recover
ing herself, quickly spoke soothingly to
the frightened animal, and glanced
backward to note the object that had
frightened him.
The color fed from her face as
her eyes fell upon the form of a man
lying by the roadside, and apparently
lifeless; but neTving herself by hard
drawn sigh, the brave girl sprang to
the ground and approached the spot
glancing intently down into the pale,
upturned face.
The features were moulded with re-
markable regularity, the partly opened
mouth displayed even, white teeth, and
dark brown hair and mustache present
ed q marked contrast to the white face,
from which everything of color faded.
Dressed in light summer suit, Leone
even then discovered it was well and
stylish made, while the gauntlet gloves
and riding whip proved that the strang.
er had been on horseback.
lie has been thrown, doubtless, but
God grant he is not dead" exclaimed
the maiden, as she knelt beside the
PROSTATE form, and drew aside the coat