The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1878-05-10

sWhll GUNNER party ~ inc WIDOW
Clmss mansion ia - street. There
Wa good deal If dressing for this
party. Clcve wished to make his en-
trance into his future home rs became
the prospective master Of q million
and a half Of money, and John was
DESTROYS Of not suffering in Clements
eyes by any comparison with the 9TH
er gentlemen who would probably be
there.
Scarcely had they entered the draw
ing-reom when the ladies appeared,
the true widow Clare no longer in the
unassuming toilet she had hitherto
worn, but magnificent in white crepe
lisse and satin. her arms and throat,
and Pretty head flashing with sap.
phires snd diamonds. Her compan-
ion had assumed now the role Of sim.
plicity, and Cleve was disappointed
with the first glance at her plain white
Chambery gauze dress.
4 Jom had seen nothing but the
bright face Of the girl he loved and
the love-light in her eyes. Before she
could speak he had taken both her
hands and whispered. Dearest and
hest and loveliest Clement"
h Her smile answered him first. Then
she said; Pardon me, Mr.. Selden,
but we have been in masquerade al
summer, and now we must unmssk
before real life begins. My name Is
not Clementine Marat, bu. Fanny
Glare. oomin John. I hope you are
not disappointed" Then she put her
han1s into Johns, and they wandered
Of into the conservatory to finish their
explanation.
Mr.. Cieve Sullivan found himself
at that moment in the most trying
circumstances Of his life. The real
Clementine Msrat stood looking down
at flower on the carpet, and evident
ly expecting him to resume the tender
attitude he had been accustomed to
bear toward her. He was q man Of
quick decisions where his own inter.
ests were concerned, and it did not
take him half minute to review his
position aud determine whatto do.
This plain blonde girl without fortune
was not the girl he could marry; she
had deceived him, too--he had sud.
den and severe spasm Of morality; his
confidence was broken; he thought il
was very poor sport 10 play with q
mans most sacred feelings; he had
been deeply disappointed and grieved,
etc., etc.
Clementine stood perfectly still. with
her eyes fixed on the carpet and her
cheeks gradually flushing as aCleve
made his awkward accusations. She
gave him no help and she made no
defense, and it soon becomes embar.
RAISING for man to stand in the mid
die Of large drawingroom and talk
to himself about any girl. Cleve felt
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"Have you done, sir?' at length she
asked, lifting to his face a pair of blue
eyes scintillsting with scsrn and an.
ger. Il promised you my final an.
swer to your suit when We met in New
York. You have spared me that
trouble. Good evening, SIR"
Clementine showed Ia no one her
disappointment, and she probably
soon recovered from il. Her life was
full of many other pleasant plans and
hopes, and she could well AFFORD to let a
selfish lover pass out Of il. She re-
NAMED with her friend until after the
marriage between her and John Sell
den had been consumated; and then
Cleve saw her name among the list of
passengers sailing on one particular
day for Europe. As John and his
bride left on the same steamer, Cleve
supposed, of course, she had gone in
their company. .a
"Nice thing it would have been for
Cleve Sullivan TO marry John Selden's
wife's maid, or something or other
John always was lucky fellow. Some
fellows are always unlucky in love al
fairs--I always am"
Half year afterward he reiterated
this statement with a great deal of
unnecessary emphasis. He was Just
buttoning hi gloves preparatory to
starting for his afternoons drive, when
an old acquaintance hailed him.
"Oh, its that fool Belmar, he NUT
tered; IL shall have to offer him a
ride. Thought he was in Paris. Hell
10, Belmar, when did you get back
Have a rider"
mo, thank you. | have promised
my wife to ride with her this after
noon"
"Your wife When were you mar
riedY"
"Last month, in Paris"
"And the happy lady WAS"
"Why, | thought you knew; every
one is talking about my good fortune.
Al NJ n Il