The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-07-27

found here hut his Observation-Disclosures
the heir OF Pine Hill, Air. Chester Cal
lender, OF Haphazard. =, And sueh a
swell He danced with me five times at
the hop last nightr-and didn't the other
women look daggers One dared to say
1T was because I'm engaged, and it's 80
safe flirting with engaged girls-all the
fun and none of the dangerl Let them
rave II weren't engaged-who
knows?-I might fancy living at Pine
Hill, with retinue of servants driving
in my carriage, and cracking in my
silks. l didn't tell you, did I, that the
stocks IN which my money was invested
have declined most shamefully? SO
Mr.. Discount, my business man, writes
me. But there's dear old Clarence-do
you know, he isn't a particle Jealous I"
While later date ran, "Mr. Calender
and Iare Just in from climb up the
mountain with . small party. Clarence
went with some gentlemen last week
camping out. and didn't care to repeat
history. We got separated from the
others, Mr.. Calender and 1, and lost
our way and we should have been there
now, for all I know, ifriClarence and a
man hadn't come to our rescue with Ian
tern and torches Mr.. Calender is TAX
ing my picture, in crayon--I sometimes
really believe he is sweet on me, in spite
of Clarence. Mr.. Callender's eyes are
blue and small, and bis mustache is
well, lemon-colored, maybe; but. his
figure and manners are perfectly stun
ming. He always, makes you feel as if
you were the one person Of all the world
whom he delighted to honor. '''' 'go Il
And after that, Bell heard no more,
and a fortnight later Mr.. Gascoigne was
at home again, and settling to his parish
duties He found Bell at twilight the
day after his return, with her Sleepy
Hollow chair wheeled before the window,
Watching the stars come out in the even
ing sky, and listening to the crickets'
sing-sOng. sDn au DOCS
+" Star-gazing he asked, resting an
elbow on the cushioned back of her seat
GA penny for your thoughts. b. ,r. d
81 didn't hear you come In, Mr.. Gas
coigne," she said. 81 am thinking
about-about Flora How did you
leave her?"
y
My last letter is month old"
"And nobody has told you about
her ?"
"Who could tell me about her so well
as yourself?"
Mr. Gascoigne laughed. "Well, Mr..
Calender, perhaps"
"Mr. Calender What are you talk.
ing about, Mr.. Gascoigne %
"Flora and Mr. Calender"
"What OF theml"
"They are married-that is ALL I"
Married Flora married to Mr..
Calender Is it truef Oh, Mr.. Gas
coigne How could she be so wicked
Oh oh oh p and she staggered to her
feet and held out both arms, not know
ing what she did.
Wicked? ?" echoed the young rector,
taking the proff'ered hands, and holding
them firmly don't know about that.
1t isn't wicked to marry the man you
love best, even ut the risk of breaking
another's heart, is it And then my
heaYt is I'D excellent condition; assure
your Flora hasn't been able TO effect a
flaw. 1t was all mistake, you know,
from first 30 last-Flora lE,ows it now
herself. My dear Miss Bell, you rather
overdid the matchmaking business, did
you n0t2 And I-Iwas weak and Quix-
otto, 1 grams you; it was questionable,
l admit, now that L look back upon it.
But if che girl really loved ms; if / had
unwittingly Won her heart; IL yOu had
led hep TO believe, thanks to MP own stu
pidity, that had been such a.blockhead
as to confess my love for hey to YOU
why, it wasonly right thatI should abide
by my own awkward mistake. L
must have been miraculous,y obscure
that night, Bell, and you must be the
least-conceited woman in tina world, or
you would hare understood that j loved
you, and not Flora
"O-h," sand Bell, with little sigh,
" / aCish i had understood ~
/" 1T isn't too late, is it? II y0a had
understood, what should you, have slid,
Belle"
"I should. have said Yes >"
My dear Bell, wrote Mrs. Calender
to Mrs, Gascoigne on her wedding morn
ing, "'allow me to congratulate you on
your talent for match making. "-Har-
sMag0z5ose for Augusa