Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1877-06-28
PORT TOBACCO, MARYLAND, JUNE o8 1877.
AS you were going to the park to meet

As you were going to the park to meet
me, he said, quietly
She did not deny it,
And has she said nothing more to YOU
since p
II have not seen her since have seen
no one"
Except Mr. Burton" said Howard.
laughing well, he is happy man. He
has no uncle to disinherit him Farewell,
Miss Gray. Before long shall feel even
more grateful to you than do now, for
am old fashioned enough to wish to marry
a wife who will love me, and not my bank
account"
He bowed low and left her
As the door closed behind him she real
izcd for one brief instant what she was los
ing.
Come back to me, George" she said
family, but he did not hear her
And as he went down the street she CON
solcd herself with "A dream of the future
seen in the depths of her brilliant engage
mcnt ring
Six months after Mrs Burton sat in her
private box at the opera, with her aged
husband by her side. She was glorious
with Jewels, and her dress was an exact
copy Of one which the French Empress had
worn on a similar occasion not long before.
Yet people whispered among themselves
that, in spite of her carriages horses, opera
boxes, French toilets and jewels, the bride
Of the millionaire looked worn, restless aud
unhappy and that the beauty which had
won "Old Burton" from his lifelong bach
elorhood, was speedily vanishing beneath
that look Of care
Suddenly the door of an opposite box O.
pcncd tall, handsome young man entered
leading a lovely creature dressed in bridal
white Her golden hair was drawn away
from her fair, low brow and oval face,
caught by a circet Of pearls, and left to
ripple over her shoulders in a profuson of
large, soft curls Her large blue eyes were
always shyly seeking the face of her hus
band, to droop before his fond, admiring
gaze. The pair were SO young, so happy, |
so evidently and honestly in love with each
other, that every glass in the house was
turned that way-the women cnvying the |
BRIDE, and some, indeed, among the latter,
not scrupling to say SO openly.
Mrs Burton looked also, and the iron
entered her soul at the sight other old lover
so fully cnrapturcd with the beauty of his
young wife that he did not know or care
that she was in the house.
Old Burton looked, too, and sighed as
he marked the shy yet clinging affection
betrayed by the lovely bride Not in that
way had his bautful wife ever looked on
him since the day that she promised to be
his
$50 romantic, isn't it?7 said Garrison
Palmer, who had accompanied the i'll
matched couple to the opera "IIe was
diSnhcritcd by his old uncle Stephen, and
all the money left to that girl, who was a
distant relative of both And George How
ard went East on business, saw her, fell in
love with her, and married her, and never
knew that she was the heiress of his lost
fortune till month after his wedding day.
1t is like the things one reads in novel.
But YOU don't expect to see those things in
real life, do YOU dear Gcoreina 2
Mrs Burton shook her head. She could
not have spoken.
In that one moment Of supreme emotion
her rejected loycr-had he cared to know
it-was most bitterly AVENGED