Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1875-03-26

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his forehead, and glared at his
nephew. . =--s-.saa
"Going to marry Lucia Frothing-
ham!"she cried, after gasping awhile
in sheer dismay. Y ou idiot"
"Thanks," was Bis cool reply. 81
know you do not like the lady, but
where there is strong mutual love
-
"Strong mutual fddlesticks!' in
terrupted Uncle Coleman, contemp-
tuously. "Youimsy love her; she. is
pretty and fascinating, but what she
loves is your bank account, my boy.
l knew it would be so when Aunt
Jennie left you a cool hundred
thousand. But boys will be boys.
Only for goodness sake, wait a year
or two before you saddle yourself
with a wife,"
81 am twenty-one, sir" with an
immense air of dignity
: 81 am sixty four! Now, Frank,
do hear reason. Lucia Frothing-
ham is fascinating woman, touch
ing the thirties, if not already over
the line-a finished flirt, and as mer-
eenary as she is pretty. 1 know her
and 1 tell you her affection is center
ed upon Aunt Jennie's legacy, and
the half million in prospective at my
bankers.
"Uncle Coleman" cried his neph.
ew, hotIy,5'' never thought of it,
much less spoke of it."
"I don't suppose you ever did.
Having always had an Independent
income, l don't think you ever count
ed on "a dead mans shoes. But
Miss rockingham was educated in
the hard school ofLgenteel poverty.
and rich husband is the prize for
which she has studied and toiled,
for4-welb ssy7ten years. She was
IN society before you were done play
ing with tops and marbles"
Coleman, you are speak
ing of my betrothed wife, remem-
ber."
"Hem!"
s'Yearsa are of mo consequence
where there is trueglove."
"Hemi"
t"And Il love Lucy as she loves
me-" .-a:A
"Not bit of it." s,.-
Tomorrow she goes to Sarato-
ga, and if you can spare me 1 will
90 too?" -...-= s,-s.s-! z.z1
"And the business in Hartford? 1
should advise yod to attend to all
matters belonging to your Aunt's
estate as soon as possible, Frank"
at may keen me in Hartford a
month" said Ffapk, disconsolately.
Coleman Burke looked with a pit
ying affection at hi5 young relative,
such boy yet n nany matters,
though he had reached "man's es-
tate" .
ga month that may settle your
whole foftu aaid. "Remem.
Der men do Aotsfaif heir to a hun
dred Thousand dollars more than
once in a lifetime" " lie, s.zs-
sIsuppose I must go."..3 sz-
at viii be best. Besides" added
Uncle Coleman, dTyly, ''itg will be a
good test Of your lady loves con
stancy!" E
81 am not afraid of her forgetting
me, said Frank, loftily. I.
'iYou are actually engagedP"
"Certainly! 1 bought diamond
ring tt yesterday, and put it
on her taper finger last evening"
"Hemr' Well, the fool-killer
hasen't been here lately, that's GER
tain. There, be off and let me finish
my paper in peace. You will go to
Hartford?"
"Yes."
eButSzafter bis=nephew left him
Coleman Burke left his paper lie
idle upon his lap, while he fell into
fit of musing, often interrupted by
impatient CALCULATIONS. He was a
man, as he said, of past sixty and
had been a childless widower for
thirty years, while four little graves
beside that of his wife recorded the
heart history Of his life.
When he had lived lonely and a
sincere mourner for many long years,
his brother and wife died, leaving
Frank, curly headed boy, to the
care Of his Uncle Coleman zAil the
long seated fountains of love in the
desolate heart opened to pour out
their affection upon the child. He
was truly the sunlight of the old
mans existence, and though his
manners had been cynical, his heart
had been sorely wrung by the an
noGncement of his engagement, but
not from any paltry jealousy or any
mercenary motive. Had Frank low
ed true, tender woman, were she a
beggar, his Uncle would have given
her fathers love and welcome
But by the light of his own brief
married happiness ne read the misery
in store for his nephew if he married
Lucia Frothipgham-a ,Airt,- extrav.
/ agant and selfish. - How TO save
him was costing the old man tortur
ing thought. Active opposition
would only strengthen what was now
but q boyish infatuation, and vel
saved he must be. Suddenly light
broke over Coleman Burke's face
and he rose from his chair and went
to long mirror in the room. The
reflection wssnot calculated to wa
ken any vanity, yet the old maj