Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1877-02-20
MIscEIIAREous.
FOR LOVE ALONE.


must have a new Brussels carpet for the
ing. Tho old one is positively not fit to be
seen. And Swiss muslin draperies for the
windows with futed rufaes-and dressing
case with a mirror rack."
Anything else 7" demanded Mr.. Dor
rance, with u sarcastic elevation of the brow.
That's all l think of now" said Mrs
Dorrauce. "EOu see, dear, Fannie Pynhurst
is an heress 600 year, Dorrance, in her
own right. And | shall invite FIorian here,
for the time of her visit. Such u chance rs
this, my dear, don't often occur It's a very
nice concatenation of events, added the com
placent matron, playing with the gold tassels
of her watch chain. II happened to see in
the papers the arrivel of Miss Pynhurst, of
Pynhurst Place Fanny Pynhurst used to
be my school fellow at Mrs. Ripley's semi
nary. And l remember low attached dear
Fannie was to me in the old times. Isn't it
lucky, DorraDce, that we took this cottage for
the summer? Fannie Pynhurst can't help
falling in love with FIorian in such q pic
turesque wilderness os this z"
"Humph :" gruuted Mr.. Dorrance, who
was nearly bored out of his life in the alb
sence of city interests and occupations.
$50 I'll write to FIorian at once" said
Mrs Dorrance, drawing her rosewood desk
toward her, and examining the point of her
gold pen.
And thus it came to pass that Florian
Field, in the luxuriant surroundings of his
favorite club rooms, became conscious that
his sister had performed plans for his benefit.
"Why, can't these women let me alone Z"
grumbled Mr.. Field, stroking his maguif-
cent mustache. Though, of course an heiress
wouldn't be such bad idea, if she wasn't ab-
solutely humpbacked. l wonder what her
name is ? wonder whore she comes from
Just as likely as not she is regular GorCau.
However, l suppose Clara won't be satisfied
unless go and play the docile brother-and
Clara has been very good about helping to
settle some of those small bills of mine"
So Mr.. Field packed his portmauteau and
set ont for the station.
"Halow, Field !" cried a hurley, grey
whi.kered gentleman, as he entered the Iron
and Crystal station where the travelling world
doth most congregate. "Going up the line Z"
FlOrian nodded.
'tAs far as Sweetvile ?" asked the gentle>
nan taking him by the arm.
Yes"
"Just the fellow l want to see," said Mr..
Fsrand. "a young friend of mine is going,
aud l was prevented from escorting her, by
a Telegram summoning me another direction.
But shall be perfectly satisfied to put her
under your care"
Florian Field WINGED little. He hsd been
contempatinga cosy ride in the smoking car
risge in the companionship of a cigar and
the last new novel, and here he was detailed
to play the unwilling cavalier to young
person who was a stranger to him. But
Florsn had too many of the instincts of q
gentleman to back out of the dilemma.
81 shall be very happy, l an sure" said
he, rather ruefully.
And MIR Farlund led him up to young
lady 10 irreprOschable travelling costume, who
sat near the door Of waiting room, and intro
duced him.
Field what very pretty name, thought
the young lady in gray SILK. And how hand
some he is ~
''Pynhurst? what an uuusual surnsme."
passed through the gentlemsu's mind And
she is not bad looking. either. Perhaps on
the whole, she will be better company than
the novel would have been.
al am going to visit dear friend" said
Fannie, 'in SweetviIle."
"No!' cried Field care you; why so
am going to Sweetville"
is it nice there ?" said Fannie.
"Delcious," answered Fiorian.
So thev chatted on. becoming more and
more plessurably intimate as the train sped
on. They soon seemed to each other quite
old acguaintaDces.
shall tell you a secret? ?" said FIorian
merrily. as he folded the end Of her travelling
shawl closer around his fair companion.
/ "Do," said Fannie. laughing.
I'm going to SweetviIie to be presented
to my future bride"
Presented r. echoed Fanny. "DO you
mean to tell me seriously that you have never
seen her?"
Never"
..But how do you know you will like he"
"How do know shell ike meE gayiy
retorted FioTisn
II don't understand you."
"Wen. vii! try and explain" +" said FiOri-
an. lowering his voice to confidential accent
''You see I've sister that'sa bit ot match
maker, and wants me to make fortune by
ma,rimony. She has invited an heiress to
visit her, and l am to come down and try my