The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1875-02-03

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or, rathor, as young Worldly
thought, her lack Of style. He was
wealthy, and travelled, and his opin.
ions wero of great weight within
the circle surrounding the Fifth
avonue belle and her quiet cousin,
Lucinda Whitford. His friend,
Harry Beadwell, thought different.
ly. But we will not anticipate.
Lucinda, como here and read
this letter. My old oyos fail mo
moro and more. It is from William.
Whist docs he sayi" queried tho old
man impatiently.
First, that auntie and yourself
come West and make your homo
there. Secondly--what is this ?"
said she, sweeping her hand over
the marble face, now crimson.-
"Since Lucinda's distant relative,
ON her mothor's side, has boon SO
accommodating as to die and leave
o cool hundred thousand, she will
no longer care to shut herself up
with two old people" "He does
mo great injustice" she exclaimed.
"But what docs it all meanY"
"Simply this: Your mothers
uncle hos diod, leaving her his pro-
perty, which falls to you, as her on,
ly natural heir"
II do not understand. Eva and
her father must have known this.
"He is Rainsford'n executor" ho
added, in an undertone. "Now, as
mother, of fcourso you will live with
them until you are Of age, and we
shall 60 to William. You have been
q good girl, Lucinda, and may God
bless you'll"
Again it was New Years Day
Many homes are ablaze with light
and luminous with indesoribable
fascinations. Eva Rainsford looked
charming in her dark beauty, with
her wonderful hair arranged in q
coitfure a Ia FoW6Hlon. The fluffy
wands seemed airy as light itsolf
above the misty meshes Of hor round
point fchu. Her dress, an artistic
blending of blush rose and cerese
blue, with full garniture OF point
lace, festooned with blush buds and
blue forget-me-nots, set off her love
liness to perfection. And yet young
Worldly turned from her loveliness
to the radiant vision ut her side.
A clear cut marble image, with
pure high brow, from which the
hair was swept in Maria Stuart rip.
pies, surmonntod by double coro-
not OF cluster curls. which softened
the inoaments into o wondrous
beauty then eascaded away into g
wilderness of loosened tresses upon
the perfect shoulders. Her dress
OF dead white silk was guiltless OF
one puff or founce, and the tout en-.
semdte unrelieved by 80 much as
one ray of coloring. The overdress
of puffed tulle was caught up hero
and there by star or arrow OF
Norwegian silver, and the bodice
Was relieved by necklace Of Geno-
ESQ silver, delicate as frost work,
and costly as pearls. Even the Yas.
tidious Worldly was forced to admit
her style was perfect"
"Miss Whitford," he said, "you
are absolutely dazzling. Remain
here while Beadwell and Miss Rains
ford are refreshing themselves Lot
me ask you what + have 80 longed
to ask ever since last New Years
Will you be my wife?"
Other callers interrupted them
but Worldly knew women and hel
answer, though silent one, sent
the blood mad race through his
patrician veins. Beadwell COW it,
too, with strange heart burning
"A bitterness toward the man who
was his friend.
"Are you tired, Cinda 2" said Eve
later in tho day.
eyes, o little. am going round
to SEQ Nettie Crusworth; she has
sent for me. Many Of tho Sacred
Heart girls receive there TO. day
and they are going to have q nice
, quiet time. OF course you know
Beadwell will return to night"
"How should I know he did not
toll mo. So don't bo o hypocrite
cousin. You cannot be blind tc
the fact so patent to all others, tina,
no worships the worry ground yor
walk upon.
A revelation seemed to burst upor
hueinds Whitford. Perhaps thai
is why he avoided her SO sedulous
ly. Perhaps that was why no said
once, "that il he loved portion
loss girl and failed to secure her
, nothing could induce him to seel