The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1877-08-09
Love aAd Revenge in Dnnbury
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I'm spite of all that hos been done
in the last fifty years to improving
the channel; the course of true love
is stilluncertam in places. An in
cident Indicative of this, although
somewhat out Of tho usual line, oc-
Cured in Danbury recently, There
we're two suitors for a young~lady's
affections, Number one was1 irst &C.
.quainted with her, and hsI kept
spretty steady company with her
through the past month, when num-
her two appeared. The latter very
soon gothic best hold, and this be.
enne.apparentto tho former The
young lady gave herself up to num-
her engr Vntil, tho day after the
a6 aadet lx e
saeciddlly veered about otics stranger
who was newin town, learning the
jewelry business, Number one was
forgotten as easily, apparently, as if
he had been an old debt, 1t was the
night of the fifth that this change of
feeling dawned upon him, He had
purchased a quart ofnew apples, and
taken them toher house. There was
company present on his arrival, and
he requested to see her privately in
the hall, She complied with re-
luctance that struck him as being
singular.
"Here is something for you, Julia"
he whispered, extending the pack
age,
She colorcd slightly rs she said;
81 cannot take it, thank YOU"
"But you don't know what it is"
he urged. at is II quart Of new APP
pies, just come in market.
She made no move,
"Why, Julia, take them. They
won't hurt you. They are ripe"
"No, Imusn't," she persisted, keep
ing her ewes cast down.
"Why not?" he pleaded. "You
don't think I'd bring 'em up here il
l thought they would hurt you, dc
your"
She moved uncasily, but said moth.
ing.
"Julia," he began in a broken
voice, don't you believe me when
tell you they are ripe?"
She did not answer.
"Can it be possible" he continued
in voice of pain, shat you believe
that / would try to make you sicki
that I'd bring anything up here that
would upset your
"The company are waiting, and |
must go back to Them" she said,
speaking in a constrained tone, and
reaching. out to the handle of the
parlor door.
"You won't take thom?" He was
very white, and his voice trembled
with suppressed passion.
"No."
"Then I'll go home and eat every
goldarnod one of them before | touch
my bed if itkills me deador than Go
liar" aud with this forocious threat
he bounced out of the house.
Whether he did as he promised or
not is not known, but as he was
around on the street the next day, it
is more likely that wiser thoughts
prevailed.
That afternoon he started for her
house, to see if that dreadful thing
was true that that jcwelcr, whom he
designated by the prefix of"pole legs"
had really supplantcd him. As he
ncarcd the house he saw, with anger,
that the jcwelor was there, playing
croquet with Julia. The sight mad
pencd him. For a moment he look
cd at them, with clenched hands,
then hurried away, with a CLEAN in
his eye that denoted q storm, In a
quarter of an hour he was again ap-
preaching the place. He had both
hands in the pocket of his sack, as if
he was holding on to something val
liable, The dappcr young jcwelcr
was still engaged in the game with
the fair Julia, and their laughing re-
marks grated distastcfully upon his
car. He marched straight into the
yard. Julia looked up and saw him,
and a frown covered her face. He
saw it, and understood its import at
once. His own face grew black with