The anti-monopolist., 1876-11-16
The Anti-AGonOpolist.

/ that have returned from Europe, and am
really to inherit my aunt's fortune. And
wish particularly to be introduced to Miss
Fanshaw, that young lady who is visiting
Mrs. Bellamy. My photographers says she
is splendid"
''And Of course you were greatly set up
because she bought your picture!"
"Of course; and now I want you to call as
soon as possible, and if you love me, tell me
all she said about the pictnre."
oh, shouldn't tell yss on that account;
but will call tomorrow evening"
Q, ''Yes, indeed, Mr.. Lockwood" said NJ rs.
Bollamy, the following evening, as that
gentleman stood in her parlor before an
easel, sit is beautiful: it is the picture of my
darling friend Miss Fanshaw-thAt isl
mean Mrs Lemoigne; and such a sad. roman
tic story. She was married, and for some
little reasons the marriage was kept secret
from every one-indeed, it was just like
Kate to do such thing; she is quite spoiled
but SO loving and romantic. Her husband
was very hand some, and she was desperate
ly in love with him; but suddenly news came
that he was dead-so dreadful. Now, of
course, she is . widow, and dresses in deep
mourning, and has her husbands picture
hung up in her dressing room with cypress
twined around it,"
s.How very dreadful" said Mr.. Lockwood
land very strange, too" he thought: but
the mystery Of the affair required caution ON
his part.
'.And-" he hesitatsd, 'she resides in
New York;"
..Yes, with her uncle, Mr.. Ellison: Jacob
Ellison, you have heard Of him; the rich
banker"
"And it was . secret marrisge!"
.'Yes, secret marriage. The truth was,
the family were very eager to have her
marry her cousin, George Ellison, and 1
think it was to put the matter ct rest,to get
rid Of importantly that she privately mar
ried Mr.. Lemoigns."
$50, so," said Mr.. lockwood to himself,
II get little glimpse into the affair"
II have . small picture of Mr.. Lemoigne;'
Mrs. Bellamy went On taking up her album.
"The poor child had few copies taken for
her intimate friends"
Mr.. Lockwood saw the picture Of the
veritatle Henri Lenoigns before him :!
At q late hour that evening lie hastened to
his friends rooms, and the story was gone
over.
"By Jove, if that isn't luck!" said Henri.
''There was NO mistake; it Was my picture
Mrs. Bellamy showed"
''No more mistake than there is in your
self this minute"
"Well, well! by heaven, that is good. And
now am going to claim my wife,
"Do you really mean, Henri Lemoigne,
that you are going to take advantage Of
Miss Fanshaw's act Of rash impru>
dence?''
'Now, Lockwood, don't preach. l am
certainly going to claim my wife. Has
she not chosen my picture to represent her
husband. My appearance is then to her
taste"
s'Well, there's something Of a difference
between q man and his picture"
Granted; but do you wish to disparage
me to that extent as to say that my looks
are all there is to recommend me. admit
have committed a number of blunders in
my life. l didn't set to Work to make
fortune. Then thoughtlessly gave ofFense
to my good aunt by trif'ing kick at
Alanche, her lap>dog. But, you see, for
time favors the brave; my aunt hos for
given me and left me her fortune, after all;
so there is nothing to hinder my going to
claim my wife,
"You are too bad"
''Nst oil; all things are fair in love and in
war l will see Miss Fanshaw-Mrs. Le>
moigne, that is-alone, and if she pos itive>
ly refuses to admit my claim, why, that al
ters the case. But, tomorrow l 60"
Miss Fanshaw sat in her beautiful Dress
ing-room, when word came that gentle>
man was in the parlor who wished to see
her."
"His card, Lizette."
ssHe did not send his card.''
80, dear'-with an Interesting little sob
-"how can I 60 down to receive . stran>
GER"
..well, love, will Co." said Mrs. Elli-
son.
Madame" said Henri, IS that good la
dy entered the rooom and extended her
hand, .'csn see your niece. wish it very
particularly"
my niece. l regret to say, is Mt present
in great affliction," and Mrs. Ellison looked
scrutinizingly into Mr.. Lemoigne's face as
she spoke. ..Can it be possible" she hesi
tated-syour face is 80 like-ean it be pos.
sib!e ysu are brother to the one my niece
married--the one We thought deade'
Henri was slightly embarrassed; he hesi-
tated.
You are you are my niece's hus-
band"
Henri could not open his lips. and his
silence established the matter: the moment
of uncertainty was passed; the thing was
settled.
lie. me bring her. said Mrs Ellison,
s.but'' and she paused as though putting
restraint upon herself-"it will not do to
be too hasiy."
1t nigh, be bes, for me to see ner alone
said Henri.
Il think it wouli. viii not tell her
word. bu, beg her TO come down and see
you
In spite of his bravery Henri's heart beat
fast. as Mrs Ellison left the room.
In few minutes Miss Faushaw entered
in deep mourning,
Miss Fanshaw-I mean Mrs. dear.
madame Henri began with terrible en-
barrassmcn.. ..you had reason to suppose
your husband Was dead You see he has
come back to you"
20. o." said Miss Fanshaw. for glance
at Henri's face had revealed the situa-
tion."