The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-12-04


eyes gray, while Oakley was quite dark,
with black hair and beard, and dark.
eyes.
The two young men were warmly at
tached to each other, and were almost
iDseparable. At the time when we in
troduce them to the reader, they were
engaged in discussion regarding their
respective prospects in life, and in theiD
professions; and were so deeply inter
ested that they did not notice that two
men sitting near them were listening to.
their conversation.
" My dear Henry,' said Walter, in
quite an abrupt manner, after short
silence, ''there is one matter of deep in
terest to me which have hitherto kept
secret from you, but which will make
known to you now"
I" What is it, my dear fellow 20
8, L will come to the point at once-L
am in love-"
"You-in love ?" exclaimed the young
physician.
" Even So"
And who is the lady ?"
" She is the only daughter of one of
the wealthiest men in New York; and
that very fact will, 1 fear, prove an OBJ
stacle to our union; for her parents will
of course, desire her to marry q far
wealthier man than myself; and Henry,
could not bear the suspicion of being
fortune-hunter."
I" If you truly love each other, and the
lady's parents truly love her, do not
see that there need be any objection to
your marriage. L do not see that there
can be any great disparity in your posi-
tions. You move in the best circles of
society, and, though not millionaire,
possess a very comfortable living"
Heaven knows L love her truly"
said the young man, " but L am by no
means sure that L have any ground for
hoping of return of my affection"
You have not told me the lady's
name, Walter"
cit is Edith Bentley, daughter of
Edward Bentley, the banker"
On hearing this the two individuals to
whom we have alluded as listening to
the conversation, started and looked in
each others face, but did not speak.
Z" Miss Bentley is a lovely and accom-
plished girl, Waiter" said Henry Oak
ley, "and you have my best wishes for
your success.
6 Yet, after all, exclaimed the young
author, bitterly, "why should / a name
less waif, a foundling, disowned by the
authors of my existence, think for mo-
ment of marriage with her? / have
not even a name which can call my
own, and bestow upon the woman who
becomes my wife"
Walter,n said the doctor gravely,
"you allow that matter to weigh too
heavily upon your mind. Whatever
your parents were or now are, the no
BILE qualities, and the rare talents pos
sessed by yourself arc known to all; and
on them, and not on your parents
name and position, rests your reputa-
ton. No one respects you less for that
which is your misfortune, and in no
way your fault. beg of you, my dear
Walter, to think less on this subject
Your parentage you will probably never
discover; there is little hope that you
ever will so why not endeavor to dis
miss the matter from your mind w
g Henry, do not say that !" exclaimed
the young author. Never, while life
lasts, can give up the hope, desperate
as it may seem, of knowing the name to
which am rightfully entitled of clasp
ing the hands of those to whom 1 am
indebted for existence. And, Henry, if
/ ever do succeed in finding my parents,
however low their position, they shall
find true and faithful son in me-"
my dear Walter said DR.. Oakley
" 1 know Mr.. Bentley TOO well to sup
pose for moment that he thinks less of
you on account of this misfortune, which
you feel so keenly you are favorite of
his, think"
g Yes, believe he is friendly to me-"
Walter replied; "but as an aspirant to
his daughters hand perhaps he might
regard me ia different light"
81 do not think so, Walter; remem-
Der, your reputation as an author gives
you a carte blanche into the best society,
which wealth cannot always procure.
You are admitted to the most exclusive
circles;' and there is many family in
New York which would feel honored