Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1877-06-09


Julia Trevanion What a gorgeous
name, suggestive of all manner Of love-
illness. should imagine the possessor of
this name a rare brunette, richly dark,
with luscious hues on cheek and lip, and
eyes like the depths Of an Arctic night "
" You have drawn her portrait out
and out, Are you clairvoyant, or have
you seen her Y'
"No, neither-I have dreamed of her,
rather, till my very fancy grows prescient.
Shall we fight duel, Walton, if chance
to win this fair lady's favor ?"
" For a single instant, Captain Frank
WaltOn's handsome blonde face dark
ened, and a sudden flash lit his eye.
$50 you aremy rival" he said. "Poor
return for my friendship, Belmore."
" Well have a fair contest, old fellow,
and he who wins may wear"
"Then you're determined to enter the
lists ?"
81 am !"
" If ! had known as much | might
have left you to die beneath the shadow
of the Pyramids, instead OF nursing you
back to life, and bringing you here to
supplant me-
His companion faced him, with visit
full expression in his eyes.
Walton" he said you are my best
friend don't let this thing come between
us. I'll be frank with you. From the
moment first heard her name, to win
this peerless woman has been the one
dream Of my heart, shall try hard to
accomplish it, you may be sure"
And you'll succeed, " Walton broke
in; " there's no fail in your vocabulary.
But we won't fall out, old bog here is
my hand, and here comes the heiress
Don't you detect that ordor of hello
tropo ? it always precedes her"
The two young men stood near the en-.
trance of magnificent green house,
from whose dim recesses heated the
iivery splash Of fountains and the
breath of untold blossoms.
1t was at Ravenswold, the old country
seat OF the Treyanions, at an entertain
ment given in honor OF Miss TrevaniOn's
return from Italy. She had been tray-
cling for over five years, in company
with her uncle aud at last, grown weary
Of rambling and sightseeing, she had
come back to take possession of her old
! home and fortune. BOniiant, the house
keeper, had orders to make ready for an
, entertainment on the night after her re-
turn and now the invited guests were
awaiting their hostess
Hist, here she comes" Whispered
Walton, drawing back into the shadow
of an aloe-tree. "Now, Belmore, open
your eyes and look upon a goddess; for
amid womankind, Julia 1revanion has
no equal. | met her in Rome last win
ter, and she was divine. Heavens, she is
loyeler than ever, Look, Belmore -
4 queenly form, royal in every curve
and motion, clad in Jet black velvet, with
creamy laces at the throat and wrists,
and single solitary diamond burning
on the clasp that held her girdle a face
dark and brilliant as a tropic rose
crowned by massive waves of blue black
hair, amid whose dusky splendor g'owed
a ruby star, That was Julia Treyanion
She came down the saloon with the all
of an empress, receiving and welcoming
her guests right and left. Walton sezeC
his friends arm, and struggled through
the crowd until he reached her side
She recognized him with fl altering
smile, and held out her hand.
9" | am glad to see YOU, Captain Wal
tom she said. her voice as sweet anl
clear as the note of thrush. " 1t i
both hatteiing and gratifying to NEE
you in the foremost ranks of the friend
who are here to welcome me.
you overwhelm me with kindness
Miss Trevanion. And here is my bes
friend, whom / have brought all the way
from Egypt to make your acquaintance
thereby securing for myself most dan
gerous rival. | am not selfish man
you perceive, Miss Trevanion? Shall
present him?
The heiress bowed cordially, at tn,
same time flashing a rapid glance owe
the new conner
TIe was a very prince among men
and as her eve swept his noble, firmly
, knit figure and handsome face, a tain
flush deepened the rose-hue on he
cheeks, and something like real interes
frightened the depths of her magni6cen
; eyes.
Miss Trevanion, my friend, MI
/, Randolph Belmore."
The gentleman bowed deeply over th
, exquisite hand that lay for moment /
, his own.
? " i am very happy TO meet you, Mt
| Belmore, hope you will find the ever
| ing pleasant. DO, Captain Waltol
: make your friend acquainted with SON
e OF these charming ladies'. See they a
streaming in by dozens you cannot ia
e to be pleased, Mr.. Belmore, no matt,
r how fastidious your taste may be."
4 & Begging your pardon, Miss Treva
2 ion. Mr.. Belmore, like my yself is swol
r 10 the Worship of but one idol.