The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1876-07-21

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and good income have every thing TO
do with "A mans looks; and they had
altered Edward Dalton from an abso-
lutely ugly young man, into an elegant,
fine-looking gentleman. He was a
scholar, too. Nowhere was there q
gentleman more distinguished for his
learning; and "A self-made man, too"
as his admirers would proudly add.
At first Rose Gilmore's memory had
been painfully distinct; but, as he APP
/ piled himself more and more closely TO
his studies, the sweet, false face had
faded from his heart, leaving but a
faint scar, that soon disappeared alto
gether.
You may imagine his surprise, there
fore, when n lady suddenly stepped
from the crowd on the steps, and rushed
towards him, saying, gushingly,
"Welcome, Mr.. Dalton; | am de
lighted 10 meet you again"
The Honorable, somewhat daunted,
stood hat in hand, unable TO recognize
the gushing, elderly maiden before
him.
81 beg your pardon, madam, but
really, do not romember-n
Rose-for il was she-vexed to think
he had not recognized her, interrupted
him.
ado you not remember Rose Gil
more, of New York CityP"
"Indeed!n and Mr.. Dalton smiled
somewhat. f" Happy to meet you here,
Miss Gilmore lie raised his hat stiff
", and passed on. Rose stepped back,
instantly besieged by thousand que
ries from the bevy of young girls around
her. They had not heard what she had
said, but were much interested in ascer-
tanning whether there was any chance
for themselves and, when Rose assured
them that she had no idea but what he
felt terribly To meet her again, they
could sot refrain from laughing.
~ did not notice that he felt very
badly" said Ella, maliciously.
"rhat is because you could not see
his face, - retorted Rose, angrily. "He
was as pale as could be-
This was in part truth, for Mr.. Dali
ton was always pale; but he had not
paled At sight of her, and Rose knew
she was telling a fiji. The truth was,
Miss Gilmore was afraid of the prettJ
young girls, or she would never have
welcomed Mr.. Dalton in so public a
manner. As ii was, she now felt some
what alarmed, and, under some slight
pretext, she left them and hurried up to
her room, her heart beating high with
hope, and visions Of vail aud orange
blossoms. Pausing before her glass,
she soliloquizcd, twisting this way and
that 70 view herself: 1.-TWO millions,
How fortunate | decided upon coming
herei OF course | do not like auburn
hair" She did not designate it as red
now. "But then he is really quite fine
looking. | must play my cards well.
Poor fool he will be captivated before
the week is out. He loves me as well
As ever, or he would have been married
before this" and she began practicing
a charming smile.
" How easy it is To charm these mem"
and she curled her lip contemptuously.
From that time Miss Rose made her
self very agreeable TO Mr.. Dalton, and
he became her constant escort. They
took delightful boat-rides up the st.
Lawrence, among the grand old Isles
went OFF on excursions with the young
folks; in fact, Miss Rose battered herself
he was fairly captivated,
One night all how beautiful it was
when the full moon glowed big and
red in the soft summer-sky, and as a
delicious perfumed breeze danced over
the ripping, shining waters, Rose and
MIR. Dalton were gliding silently down
the broad stream, the oars cleaning
wet and silvery at every dip. How
quiet, how peaceful it was!
The soft light made Rose look almost
like her young, sweet self again, in her
white dress, blue scarf wound about
her neck. Her white arms, still round,
cleaned through the meshes of her
scarf, and her dark eyes shone strange
ly beautiful. The mans heart thrilled
in spite Of himself How she reminded
him of a certain night seven years ago.
The next moment he was calm, and
Roses sweet voice was saying, while
she looked up at him coquettishly:
"Ahl Mr.. Dalton-Edward how
often we repent Of foolish act!"-
and her voice quavered painfully.
He fathomed what was coming, and
rejoined, rather brusquely, "Yes, in
deed, Miss Gilmore; but then things
usually happen for the best, you know"
She shivered. Was he abiding to
her jilting him?
"Ah, yes, Edwardln and she leaned /
forward, with tender eyes uplifted. /
''How often have | upbraided myself I
for for dscarding you. How different
would be my-my-a answer 10y She (
hesitated, expecting hc would fling him
self at Her feet, and declare his pent-up
love for her But mol with astonishing \
GOODNESS he surveyed her anxious coun-
-enance moment, then said, smiling
taking out his elegant chro-
"Nine o'clock, Miss Gilmorel Sorry