The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1877-09-29
MISS LYON.


Lucian Austin's profession was civil
engineering, and New York was his head
quarters, although it was there that most
of his friends and acquaintance lived,
and there that he was most manifestly in
his element, still he was rather fond of
running over to Stokely, the little village
where his sister, Mrs Glenn, lived, for
an occasional rustication. His comings
and goings at Stokely made as little i'm
preston upon what he was wont to call
L" the natives" as any event we'll could
1t had been far otherwise at first. When
Mr.. Glenn, the foremost of the young
lawyers of the place, had married the
pretty Miss Austin and brought her to
Stokely to live, it had been an immense
sensation for that quiet town, and the in
terest of the event had been strongly en-
HANGED by the appearance of Mr.. Lucian
Austin, the brides handsome brother,
who ran over for visit to his sister dur
ing the honeymoon, and set the hearts of
the rural damsels of Stokely into most
unwonted state of f1utter. However, in
process of time, the disagreeable fact
was forced upon these damsels that Mr.
Austin seemed to be utterly unaware of
their existence. If he met any one of
them at his sisters house he was unaf-
fected politeness itself; not in the least
stiff; not in the least distant; perfectly
pleasant and conversational, indeed, but
nothing more. AS to paying any of these
girls a visit, or walking or dining with
them, it simply seemed not to occur to
him, and so, by and by, the Stokely maid
ems became perfectly used to the idea
that to Mr. Lucian Austin they were sub
jeCts of utter Indifference.
One morning. bonny June day-Mrs.
Glenn came out on her front porch to
look at her verbenas and geraniums, and
in the midst of this contemplation she
interrupted herself to CALL
"Lucian, come here! Here comes this
Miss Lyon that's staying with the Will
mers. They say she's very pretty"
Mr.. Austin responded very promptly
to the summons, and came from his seat
in the hall, with his newspaper in his
hand. There was not shadow of a
look of Indifference or boredom on his
face-that was the worst of the man, the
girls in Stokely said; he always did look
interested.
by George, she IS prettym Mr.. Aus
tin said, having raised his hat very nicely
to Miss Lyons companion, Mrs. Wilmer.
" Where does she come from, and who
are the Lyons when they're at home?"
"She comes from New York here" Mrs.
Glenn replied 81 don't know whether
she belongs there permanently or not"
But she lives there now?"
eyes"
"Pity," Mr.. Austin answered in tone
of cool, meditative Indifference, pausing
to shake off the ashes from his cigar.
What do you mean?" Mrs. Glenn
said. why do you say it's pity?"
{" l don't know" Mr.. Austin responded,
carelessly; 81 said it unconsciously, l
think"
This might be quite true, but all the
same it was not a pointless lapse on Mr..
Austin's part. He had probably not been
very especially struck with Miss Lyons
appearance, but she was emipently pre-
sentable, and if her fortune, position and
all that had correspondent with her looks
he would have acknowledge her to be a
woman that might do. OF course, though,
the knowledge of the fact that she was
living in New York and he knew nothing
about her at once stamped her as ineli-
gible. However, Mr.. Austin was not in
the least hurry about marrying He was
only just thirty, and had plenty of time
to look about him.
1t was perhaps not remarkable that,
when Miss Lyon saw Mr.. Austin standing
on Mrs. Glenn's porch, she bestowed on
him glance indicative of more than the
customary modicum of interest which
she gave to Stokely young men, and that
when she had passed by she asked Mrs
Wilmer who he was. Mrs. Wilmer gave
his name and his relationship to Mrs.
Glenn, and further amplfied her infor-
nation by the two statements that he
was very stuck-up and tortune.hunter.
Miss Lyon asked no more questions. He
was the sort of man that she detested
In due process of time Mrs. Glenn
called upon Miss Lyon and the visit was
returned. The morning that Mrs. Will
mer and Miss Lyon went to Mrs. Glenns
was very warm and delightful one, and
on their approach Mr.. Austin was seen
sitting on the porch. At which Mrs.
Wilmer said to her friend:
Had you rather not go in now,
Grace? Mr.. Austin has never called on
you, and we can put this visit off, if you
like"
Miss Lyon opened her eyes very wide
very pretty brown eyes she had-and
said:
a cannot in the least see why we
should Mr. Austin's presence need not
affect us any more than one of the pillars
20 the porch" ......
SO Mrs. Wilmer led the way in, and
was very pleasantly received by Mr.
Austin, who, after sending servant to
notify his sister, entered the parlor and
did the agreeable with the most com