Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1877-04-18

/ the Ice between us, f)r We walked on
together for several squares. AS 1 COM
plained of severe pain in my eyes from
he blow / had received, my companion
said, Il hope, MIR. Hume will pardon
my recent rude persistence in my
fancied engagement with our fair ac-
quaintance, and let us be good friends
out of sympathy for the denouement'
As we are here at my hotel, let us enter
and drink to the good fortune of Mr..
De Stultus.
'I gladly accepted the invitation, and
we were engaged in a pleasant CONVEX
sation when a loud noise was heard in
the street, mingled with the cry of a
woman in distress.
suddenly starting to our feet we
The first object that met our sight was
Helen Van Horn, covered with mud,
but happily more frightened than hurt.
De Stultus was also in a wretched
plight, but too much engrossed, as
might be expected from such a creature,
with his own mishap, to give the least
attention to his associate in misfortune,
whom he left to struggle to her feet
unaided, and to make her way to the
| sidewalk, where her recent visitors met
her, and where she Historically ex-
planned how truck, against which
DE Stultus' carriage had been care
lessly driven, had left them stranded in
the muddy street, fortunately and
marvelously. however, without broken
bones.
"Churchill called carriage and we
escorted the wretched demoiselle back
TO her residence, at the door of which
we congratulated her upon her lucky
escape, and bid her good night
"My new friend then proposed that we
should at once drive to the opera, where
he hoped we might meet a party of his
friends, to whom he would be pleased
to Introduce me. and in whose society
we would find surcease for our disap-
pointments in regard to Miss Van Horn.
| assented. Churchill's friends were met
as he had promised, and among them
were two beautiful sisters, so attractive
that they speedily drove all thoughts of
mere handsome girl, superficial and
spoiled, like Helen Van Horn, ont of
the head of Churchill as well as my
own. A charming evening at the opera
ripened into a serious attachment on the
part of Churchill and myself for these
sisters, which ended in our marriage,
and no one ever had juster reason tor
saying,
There i. a divinity that shapes our ends, r.
Rough hew then bow WILL
than have. And how you know why
I did not marry Miss Van Horn, and
also now two men, for a moment about
to be made enemies through the reck-
less. Inscriptions coquetry of an in
ferior, beartless woman, by a happy
stroke of fortune became friends and
brothers.
GAS for Helen Van Horn, she still
lives in single blessedness, and upon
the memory of her many conquests,
finding her chief qualification for some
years past in recounting the various
eligible offers she had refused. inelud-
ing always Churchill and myself among
her rejected suitors. A heavy specula-
ton into which De Stultus had been be-
guiled about the time of Miss Van
Horns triple engagements for the same
evening, resulted so disastrously for
him that her doors were at once rigidly
closed upon that admirer, who disap-
peared like a quenched meteor from
society. Meanwhile occurred the death
of old Mr.. Van Horn, which, as have
said, left the daughter no other attrac-
tion than mere physical beauty, that
had now become so used that il ceased
to please marriageable men, and she
was no longer able to make three en-
gagements for one evening.
''Hers has indeed been life of lost
opportunities"