Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1877-02-13
For Love Alone.


not fit to be seen. And Swiss musli
draperies for the windows with flute
ruff1es-and dressing case with mil
ror back.,'
Anything else ?" demanded MI
Dorrance, with sarcastic elevation Q
the brow.
"That's all l think of now," sold Mrs
Dorrance. "You see, dear, Fannie Pyn
hurst is an heiress-6,OOO year, Dor
rance, in her own right. And shal
invite Florian here, for the time of he
visit. Such a chance as this, my dear
don't often occur. It's a very nice con
catenation of events" added the com
placent matron, playing with the golt
tassels Of her watch chain. II happen
ed to see in the papers the arrival o
Miss Pynhurst, of Pynhurst Place.
Fanny Pynhurst used to be my schoo
fellow at Mrs. Ripley's seminary
And I remember how attached dea
Fannie was to me in the old times
Isn't it lucky, Dorrance, that we tool
the cottage for the summer? Fanni,
Pynhurst can't help falling in love witt
Florian in such a picturesque wilderness
as this ?"
"Humph !" grunted Mr.. Dorrance
who was nearly bored out of his life iI
the absence of city interests and occu
pations.
$50 I'll write to Florian at once,'
said Mrs. Dorrance, drawing her rose
wood dosk 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 con.
scious that his sister had formed plans
for his benefit
"Why can't these women let me
alone?" grumbled Mr.. Field, strokine
his magnificent moustache. Though
of course, an heiress wouldn't be such a
bad idea, if she wasn't absolutely hump.
backed. I wonder what her name is p
wonder where she comes from?, Just
as likely as not she is a regular Gnrgon
However, suppose Clara won't be sat.
isfied unless I go and play the decile
brothef-and Clara has been very gooG
| about helping to settle some of those
small bills of mine"
So Mr.. Field packed his portmanteau
and set out for the station.
"Hallow, Field !" cried hurley, grey
whiskered gentleman, as he entered ths
Iron and Crystal station where the trav.
cling world doth most congregate.-
| "Going up the line?"
| Florian nodded.
"As far as Sweetville ?" asked tn,
gentleman, taking him by the arm.
Eyes"
"Just the fellow want to see,n sait
Mr.. Farland. ga young friend of min,
is going, and was prevented from es
corting her, by telegram summonins
me in another direction. But shall b'
perfectly satisfied to put her under you
care"
Florian Field WINGED little. He hat
been contemplating cozy ride in thu
smoking carriage in the companionshil
of cigar and the last new novel, anl
he was detailed to play the unwilling
cavalier to a young person who was :
stranger to him. But Florian had toe
many of the instincts of gentleman t.
back out of the dilemma.
II shall be very happy, I am sure,
said he, rather ruefully.
! And Mr.. Farland led him up to {
young lady in irreprOachable travelling
costume, who sat near the door of th'
waiting room, and introduced him.
| HF'ield what pretty name, " though
handsome he is I"
/ y
name," passed through the gentleman!
mind "And she is not bad looking
either. Perhaps on the whole, she will
be better company than the novel woult
have been."
II am going to visit a dear friend,
said Fannie, "in Sweetville I"
"No!" cried Field. Are you; why
SO am I going to Sweetville."
us it nice thereW said Fannie.
Delicious" answered Florian.
So they chatted on, becoming mor'
and more pleasurably intimate as th'
train sped on. They seemed to eacf
other quite old acquaintances.
'Shall tell you secret?" said Flo
rian merrily, as he folded the end of he
travelling shawl closer around his fail
companion.
DO" said Fannie, laughing.
"I'm going to SweeIville to be pre-
sented to my future BRIDE"
presented !" echoed Fanny. "Dt
you mean to tell me seriously that yoy
have never seen her2"
"Never."
"But how do you know you will lik'
her ?"
"How do I know she'll like me?'
gayly retorted Florian.
II don't understand you."
"Well, I will try and explain" sait
Florian, lowering his voice to a conf
Dental accent. "You see I've a siste
that's a bit of a matchmaker, and want
me to make fortune by matrimony.-
| She has invited an heiress to visit her
and am to come down and try my bes
to make an agreeable impression"
But" cried Fanny, "you surely new
er would"
"Marry for money" here interposee
Field. "Never."
For since he had seen dove-eyed Fan
ny, he felt sure all the gold in creation
had not the power to move his heart.
"But your"
"She'll be disappointed enough, I dar
say; but you can't expect man to sci
himself for a mere bag of gold. If
marry" with glance at Fanny, :"
shall marry for love only"
And little Fanny Pynhurst looke'
slyly up from under her long eyelashes
and secretly thought what hero he was
But all this time these very needles
and consistent young people neve
thought of teaching each other wher
they were going, and when the train ra
into the station the Dorrance carriag
was WalClng.
"Mr. Dorrance's if you please" sal
the driver, touching his gold -bande
cap. ITO meet Miss Pynhurst."
4 Fannie looked around for her escor
He was ousy sorting out her trunk
from tio miscellaneous heap on the pla
form.
~ am Miss Pynhurst," said she.
And just as she was about to enter tn
} carriage Field made his appearance
flushed and breathless.
"Where is Miss Pynhurst ?"
"Here 1 am," said Fanny. I'M
friend has sent her carriage" said sh
Florian opened his eyes wide.
} "That's my sisters carriage said h
"Mrs. Dorrance's?"
ayes, Mrs. Dorrance's."
"You-you are Mrs. Dorrance's brotl
! er ?" cried out Fanny.
"And you are my sisters heiress
echoed Flurian.
: Fanny Pynhurst burst out laughin
/ and Florian, disconnected though /
was, could not but join in her mirtt
for, you perceive, the situation was vel
! ludicrous.
: "Miss Pynhurst," said Florian fran
, ly, "what a fool I have appeared
+ you"