The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1878-07-21

know whether or not life OF distant
unpretending devotion would, after
lapse OF years, erase the memory Of his
| madness his crimei
'She did not know"
''She must now bid him adieu, as she
had some preparations to make for a
ball in the Crescent, where everybody
was to be-" They parted, and Dolignan
determined to be at the ball where
everybody was to be. He was there,
and after some time he obtained an in
PRODUCTION to Miss Haythorn, and he
danced with her. Her manner was gra-
eious. With the wonderful tact Of her
sex she seemed to have commenced the
acquaintance that evening. Dolignan
was In love. ! will spare the reader all
o lovers arts, by which he succeeded in
dining where she dined, In dancing
where she danced, in overtaking her
by accident when she rode. His devo-
| ton followed her to church, where the
dragon was rewarded by learning there
is world where they neither polk nor
smoke--the two capital combinations
OF this one.
He made an acquaintance with her
uncle, who liked him, and he saw at
last with joy that her eye loved to dwell
upon him, when she thought he did not
observe her. 10 was three months after
4
called one day upon Capt. Haythorn, r..
NJ, whom he had met twice In his life,
and slightly propitiated by violently
| listening to cutting out expedition he
called, and In the usual way asked his
permission to pay his addresses to his
| daughter. The worthy captain straight
way began doing quarterback, when
suddenly he was summoned from the
apartment by q mysterious message.
On his return he announced, with q TO-
tal change Of voice, that sit was all
right, and his visitor might run along
side as soon as he chose" My reader
has OWNED the truth: this nautical
commander, terrible to the foe, was in
complete and happy subjugation to his
! daughter, our heroine.
AS he was taking his leave, Dolignan
saw his divinity glide into the drawing
room. He followed her, observed O
sweet consciousness deepen into confu-
sion-she tried to laugh, and cried in
stead, and then she smiled again.
When he kissed her hand at the door it
was George" and Marian" instead
OF. captain" this and miss" the
other.
A reasonable time after this Hor my
tale is merciful and skips formalities
and torturing delays, these two were
very happy; they were once more upon
the railroad, going to enjoy their honey
moon all by themselves. Marian Dol
lyman was dressed just as before-duck-
like and delicious; all bright except
her clothes; but George sat beside her
this time instead of opposite; and she
drank him in gently from her eye
| lashes.
Marian" said George, married
people should tell each other all. Will
| r m .
no"
Eyes; yesl"
swell, then, you remember the Box
Tunnel" This was the first allusion
he had ventured to IT'D II am ashamed
to say / had g3 to G10 with White ]
would kiss one of you two ladies'" and
George, pathetic externally, chuckled
within.
IT know that, George; I overheard
you," was the demure reply.
"Oh! you overheard mel Impossi-
ble."
"And did you not hear me whisper to
my so,ompanion' make I" bet with
"You made, bet! how singular
What was it ?"
"Only q pair of gloves, George ?"
"Yes, know but what about it 2"
"That II ysu did you should be my
husband, dearest"
"Oh, but stay; then you could not
have been SO very angry with me, love.
Why, dearest, then you brought that
action against me p
Mrs. Dolignan looked down.
II was afraid you were forgetting me.
George, you will never forgive me ?"
"Sweet angel! why, here is the Box
Tunnel"
Now, reader-fiel moi no such thing
you can't expect to be INDUCED in this
way every time we come to dark place,
Besides. 1t Is not the thing. Consider,
/ til NJ
phenomenon assure you. took place.
No scream in hopeless rivalry Of the
engine-this time!