The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1876-03-17

sure that Evan on the bridge could not
see her.
The next day Evan Ware had left
Farmingdale for years, IL not forever.
He went mortified and unhappy; but,
strange To say, AS much in love u ever.
He was very young and very modest,
and Matte Burt's uncalled-for insult
took upon itself after day or two the
form of plain speaking.
"Of course IL was a piece OF imperti-
nence, and, of course, she couldn't
think of me-" he said. 81 was crazy
to think Of it. Bat some day some
day l will be rich, and have a name of
some kind"
Fortune-making is very slow. Evan
was prosperous, but at first only mod
erately so; and months rolled by, and
years, and he grew 10 be tall, broad
shouldered man, with n great brown
beard, before he was half rich enough
to 90 back to Farmingdale.
The time came at last, however. He
knew his success had become known in
his native place he knew also that Miss
Burt had married and was a widow !;
and when he left China it was with the
full intention of establishing himself a.
a merchant in London. and marrying
Matte, If she were to be won. Such an
image as he carried with him, and over
the ocean, of g'lileless beauty and love
illness no artists pencil ever painted.
and he took il with him to Farmingdale.
There it vanished.
Before he had been in the place three
days he had seen Matte, now Mrs. Fay,
and talked with her. She was very
pretty still, but years had brought her
character into her face, and she was de-
cidedly coarse. He saw now that she
was ignorant and vulgar, and that only
his own youthful ignorance had caused
him to overlook the fact in those old
times when he had fancied her perfec-
ton, and the dream of so many years
was over.
Now that Evan Ware had returned
rich and prosperous. he might have con-
soled himself with tie affections of any
marriae female in Farmingdale
He was the lion of the place-couTted,
flattered, and smiled upon by budding
misses, spinsters, and widows. Every
one but Lizzie Gale smiled upon him.
She, mindful through all these long
years of the cold parting on the bridge,
vOuchsafed him only the chilliest recOg-
milton; and the fact annoyed him. She
had grown to be a fine looking woman;
and he remembered what kind. pleas
ant girl she used 10 be, and lOnged 10
know more of ner. He lOnged in vain.
She repulsed his attentions, and kept
him at a distance. Yet all the while
she secretly admired him, and her great
est motive for the manner she adopted
was her fear lest Evan should fancy she
had been pining for him.
The widow Fay felt no such scruples.
Old Mr.. Burt, before he died. had spec
ulated in some bubble and ruined him.
self; and instead OF being the great heir
ess all her little world hadexpected her to
be, Matte found il hard work 70 live and
dress herself in the finery she loved on
her small income. A rich husband was
her object, and Evan Ware had been so
desperately in love with her that il was
hardly likely that he could be quite in
different now.
I'm sure I'm handsome enough
yet" thought Matte, as she looked in
the glass sand If he j. resentfnl about
the way answered him, III manage
that somehow. It's too good chance
10 lose"
Therefore, from that moment, Evan
became the victim Of sundry machina-
tons, which were supposed 10 be Of
fatal effect, and was dressed ST and
smiled at la manner which made the
fact that Matte Fay was trying 10
catch Evan Ware - patent 10 all Farm
ingdale.
BY this tire, however. the said Evan
Ware was absolutely in love with Lizzie
Gale She, at least, did not court his
money, and that was something to 90
rich man.
He forced himself upon her little BY
little, till he made his way.
1t was spring; a lovely May, fresh
and beautiful as May could be, and, sc
cording TO custom, grand picnic was
on the tapis. At that picnic Evan
Ware had resolved to try his fate for
the second and last time; for should
Lizzie Gale refuse him, he would never
offer his hand To another woman. And.
ignorant Of this, III that same picnic,
Matte Fay had resolved 10 bring her
old admirer 10 the point.
It's only pi4ue, know, that keeps
him from speaking" she said, as she
looked at herself in the glass; "and III
20 all lengths TO cure that"
The day appointed arrived. Evan
Ware maneuvered with success, and
found himself at the outset just where
he wished TO be-in a little vehicle only
capable of holdin. two, with Lizzie
Gale by his side. The ride was long
one, and there were plenty of chances
for tender speeches and soft glances.
Lizzie was yielding slowly, and when in
the quietest part of the road, after all
the other vehicles had passed them,
Evan paused entirely, and looking down
into her eyes, said "Lizzie, it remains
with you to decide my fate-you can
send me back TO China or keep me
here" her eyes dropped, and she made