The bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-1877, 1877-07-19

everything that was said In thai summer
house could be heard almost anywhere
near. Tonight Angie aud Ellery were
sitting on the rustic seat within II, and
Emily was leaning against my garden
wall, among the gooseberry bushes. l
was In the woodshed looking over my cit
rons when heard Roy say:
what could have made you suppose
loved Emily better than you? Why,
the girl is well enough In her way, but
what man would wish TO marry girl
WIN wore a sprigged calico and worked
in the cotton factoryi"
saw Emily start and pull her boquet
of asiers TO pieces, then saw her turn
suddenly and walk down to the river s
edge. She stopped and looked down in
to the green, shady water how pleasant
II would be to lie there among the lily
pads and rushes forever; no cruel world
To face, no false lovers TO wiring ones
heart.
Emily forced herself to turn from the
shadowy water and kept on wearily she
had almost walked into the arms of a
tall, gaunt woman, coming toward her.
before she had realized she met any one
The woman, who seemed mixture of
brusqueness and cheap fnery, asked her
in coarse voice If that was the way to
Oakland. YES" said startled Emily,
~ board there"
"All right" responded this cadaver.
ous female, then you must have seen a
man there who calls himself Roy Elery
"a very handsome man with black hair
and blue eyes, and taking way with
him."
"Is is possible you could have met
him ~ faltered poor Emily.
Possible l could have met Lin I"
mimicked the stranger-"he married me
seven years ago, and pretty life he has
led me. am no great thing to look at
now but l was handsome then. You
marry a gambler and let him waste your
property for you, and break your heart,
and see if in few years you have such
a sweet color in your cheeks and such
pretty flesh on your bones ~
Poor Emily, blushlng furiously, wait
ed to hear no more, but, turning fled
home across the fields without another
word
The next day Roy Ellery was no.
where to be found; neither was Miss
Florida's diamond brooch, nor five hun
dred dollars in bank-notes Angie Barker
kept locked in her bureau drawer.
Old Mr.. Dorm said: " He must have
found his proper level and betaken him.
self to his Satanic majesty ''--only he
said it in an abbreviated form
suspected he was a married man
all the time" said Miss Florida.
She must have an affinity for mar
ried men, then" whispered l.rs. Yether-
by.
But with all our surmises, forethought
and searching, the diamonds, and bills,
and Roy. with his false, fair face, were
never found.
Angie, having spent most of her mon.
ey. said " Yes" al last, to patient Mr..
Geasly, and reigns over his big house
graciously, and is rchly-dressed, prop.
er, society woman.
Miss Florida captured judge at last,
man as tall and dark as herself. He
wanted housekeeper, and she wanted
some one to rule over, SO they both tol
crate each other, and keep up a system
of mild nagging the year through.
Emily is with me yet, with pathetic
CLEAN in her large eyes and tender
droop to her sweet mouth. Love goes
where it is sent, and she does not love
my son Watson, and will rot marry him
under the circumstances. Still, | am
hoping brighter days will come for them
both sometime.
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