Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1877-06-13
ELIZABETH's NECKLACE.
BY LIZZIE NJ. MULHERN.

Elizabeth Cayerly stood leaning list
lessly against the window. her clear
gray eyes resting on the green fields
and sunny meadows before her.
Elizabeth"
''What is it, Warena, You look ex-
eited.r
"Oh, Elizabeth, think of it. Old
Aunt Kate is dead, and you-you. Eliza
beth Caverly, are her heiress. Heiress
of house and land. and all her grand old
jswelry, How | envy you, ma belle.
No don't either. only | am wild with
delight"
Delight over the death of poor old
lady, who was always kind to u.s."
Warena's face sobered.
NO" she said, "Only glad you are
her heiress."
"Yes. suppose that is ALL
''Iou will go away tomorrow, Eliza
beth, TO be in time for the funeral, and
10 take possession of your new home
"And you, little cousin are to take
possession of it along with me-"
Noe Elizabeth, viii still live with
grandma. y ~e
A few minutes afterward Elizabeth
was wandering down through the sun
ny meadows, past the dropping labur-
mum trees, till she stood in a pretty,
leaf sheltered glade. A young man,
tall, dark, handsome and sunbrowned,
stood leaning against tree.
Have L kept you waiting long.
John !" she said.
"Not very. Only long enough to
make it impossible for US TO finish
Elaine this evening"
al am afraid we will not finish it at
sn,r she said faint rosehush staining
her cheeks, "for John, Aunt Kate Is
dead. and | am her heiress."
The mans face grew very pale.
''Then you are very W Y, Eliza
beth, and of course the humble kOme
where you have spent your life Will be
your home no longerfp
No. she answered, half sadly, 81
leave it tomorrow. / have to be at
the funeral. ] will have to bid you
farewell, John"
"You are going away to another life
entirely, Elizabeth, a life so different
from ours, we can scarcely understand
it."
$50 believe
Aud you can say farewell so calmly.
oh, Elizabeth. the dream of my life is
past"
"Is iti- she said slowly.
Yes ne answered. "for you are one
of the wealthiest heiresses in the
country. and am simply-John Flow
ers. bid you and my dream good bye
together. Goodbye Elizabeth"
Goodbye" she answered, laying
her hand in his and looking up into his
face, and then she turned slowly away,
her face pale, her eyes glowing,
IF he loves me he will tell me SO of
his own accord, for | will give no sign"
she said.
One year later John Flowers lay
dreaming in the sheltered glade where
he had parted from Elizabeth Caverly.
He was dreaming of her, the woman
he loved, the fair. proud woman. who
was more to him than all else on earth.
He had loved her from the time when
she had been a tiny child with curly
hair and big gray eyes. and could he
cease to love her then, when she was
the fairest woman his eyes had ever
rested ont In a few hours he would
see her, for she was down at her old
home, and she had sent for him. sent
for her old playmate TO come and see
her.
She had come down to the old home
stead pale and a little sorrowful look
ing.
Are you not happy. Elizabeth y
Warena asked, though wondering how
she could be otherwise.
81 scarcely know, Warrie;" then
after a pause, 81 have felt happier In
my life than do now"
Warena opened her eyes.
"Warrie," Elizabeth said, "do you
remember the amethyst necklace Aunt
Kate prized so highiyf"
"Yes; the old-fashioned thing with
the legend attached to it. The neck
lace lost and found SO many timesi"
"Yes. Well, it is lost again-stolen.'
"StolenP'
Eyes, along with some other jewelry.
It is said when it is lost it will be
found, and the finder viii bring either
happiness or misery 10 its owner"
"Snch nonsense - nIsEr
"If yoa believe Aunt Kate, 1t was
lost many times, and not only was it
found, but the legend verified on all
occasions
Just then John Flowers entered.
Elizabeth met him with her cold. sweet
smile, and laid her white hand in his.
She looked so beautiful then. that he
felt his pulse leap beneath the touch of
her hand.
"Why do you come Elizabethf" he
said. scarcely knowing what he did say.
why did you send for me, when was
struggling to forget yOu. Are all wo-
men the same; do they delight in the
pain a mas suffers for her sake. J
would not have believed''- =
Elizabeth turned coldly away, half
angry light in her eyes. She knew be
loved her, but she was far too proud to
let him know how little wealth and
position were to his love; far too proud
to let him see how willing shefwas to
come down from her high estate and
become farmers wife.
"If my love is not worth asking for"
she murmured to herself, sit is not
worth bestowiDR.
1t was late that night when John
Flowers left for his own home. 1t was
quite a little distance, but there was