Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1878-05-09

tone Ia which the name SO sacred To him
was mentioned. aud answered colily,
Yes, was In N-two months last sum
mer. met Miss Rudd. certainly"
We'll. isn't she a gem 10 be buried up
there in that coufoundedly stupid re- giou
Isn't she sumner. u thoroughbred, a
splendid little woman, thought George,
I've designs on that girl-matrim de-
signs; aud, to be confidential with you,
my suit prospers. Yes, old fellow, Evelyn
Rudd Is my Intended"
"lndeedy'
Were not exactly engaged you know /;
that Is, there's no engagement announced.
But I've sounded the girl. She's all right
And the old gentleman has made inquiries,
has taken account OF stock, aud that sort
of thing: s"at sha rs.nIt ~ he has in-ls "a
me up to 'Greybank, az they call their
place, and I'm going. It's not exactly the
season for camping out in rural wilds, but
when there comes such a stunning note
from Evelyn Rudd. what Is fellow to
dol | couldn't resist that Let me see II
| have IL with ue. No; If had. I'd show
1t to you, To give you AN idea of the style
Of the girl. She is a charmer in letter
writing; IL Is one OF her fortes."
''ludeed." said George Grosvenor, this
time with 4 nervous twirch OF his mus
tache, and n fash OF thc eye not observed
by the complsccnt intruder. who went on
easily In the train OF his own reflections:
Yes, ! shall miss the VS. ball and
the As tsbleaUx, the ouly thugs |
care about. rs rather unfortunate. Tor
was To be the Beast To Miss Cadeau's
Beauty. and hate to have Dick Carter
take the part, he's such a conceited dom
key But Miss Eudd is serious matter
with me- and the old gentleman has asked
me particularly for the week before Christ
mas.
The week before Christmas :" repeated
Grosvenor. Aud then surge OF feeling
warned that he might betray bimself and
he arose from his desk. went TO the book
case aud pretended 10 be hunting for a
book. aud 50 composed himself - noncha-
lsntly change the subject, aud soon there
after the visit closed
Marcus Mead went on his way rejoicing I;
but George Grosvenor, the minute the door
was shut, fluug himself again beside his
desk, and bent down his head upon hi,
folded arms, beneath a storm OF gloom.
Aud through this gloom the echo u sll
very voice repeated in his hraiu distinctly
these Idle words: Yes, she Is a very
pretty girl, but she Is coqaettc: oh, she
know, that think so. tor have told her :
"Eyelyn, Evelyn Rudd!" George Gros-
vcnor started up from his broodlug posi-
ton With a quick Impulse, aud paced the
ilour after the habit OF misery. Il will
know, hi Jealous heart cried, whether
she j. 4 coqurttc or not. viii Auow il
yes. II Il costs me every breath oi happi-
uc>, that life can afford. | must prove
tins glrl owc II to myself; | owe il to
my capabiIIty Of affection. must prove
girls sincerity aud truth before | marry
her"
Evelyn Rudd, Ia her exceeding happiness
needed no coufIanic. Il WAS enough for
her that her dear mother came 10 her
sometimes with tender LIS, upon the
Gorchc ad, aud murmurcd, Thank Heaven,
darling. you are happy - l. WAS enough
Tor hrr lhat her father indnl2eut aud >'it-
sacriiciug. kuOwlus but one dr~irr-Ihe
happiness OF his wife and Chlldreu-Oesned
upon her constantly and trustlnlly i Was
came to her daily from that exciting me
ttopolis where all his other interests were
centred, fun OF freshness aud ar1ior.
But change came IN these i"sc-icutr-.
Evelyn, with all her Intelligence. could not
Aualyz ze thi, change; she ouly icit IL vague
heArt-woundiug. lhsn, anu not III then,
she felt the need OF some advising lrl-ud.
Her pride recoiled from giving confidence
that could expose her pah. out a "IIl
thirst scizhd her for some outside succpr
TO keep her faith from iaitcring. She be-
thought her OF Mrs. Ross. This lady Was
wealthy widow, 40 devoted 70 the memo
ry OF her husband that she preferred a
winter home In the quiet country place
where the scene lay OF her happy courtship
and the summers OF her uuclouded married
life. to all that gayety and excitement
could offer elsewhere.
a u.I frAr t-tf
TO her sister In W. She knew George
Grosvenor well, but being absent a. the
time OF his autumn visit to Evelyn, he had
no notion OF their engagement, which
had only been vaguely whispered Ia the
town. The Rudds kept such open house
Tor numerous visitors that the gossip oi the
place had not settled yet upon the accepted
lover OF It's brilliant b.le.
Il can 20 to Mrs. Ross, Evelyn thought,
land ta'k OF George GrosyenOr without
her Ina giUing how deeply Interested am.
She IS a ciear-minded, truehearted woman.
She would be apt 10 judge correctly, aud
she will perhaps eulighten me upon some
point of his disposition or OF his iitc IN
What will explain this sudden change
In his letters, that hurts Inc 80 with Il,
strange air of disappIoval aud distrust,
where but few days ago all was deep
confidence and perfect love
With this motive morning visit was
made: and being invited to stay 10 lunch
| EVELYN laid aside bonnet and cloak, and
In the pretty boudoir OF Mrs. Ross, bend
! ing over their fancy-~orh, the two ladies
| chartered TO their hearts content. They
| talked OF flowers and birds, OF which tht
| boudoir held A throng, and OF embroidery
| aud the new mode OF trimming gypsy
tables aud knotting fringe, and then o
| W. and of mutual friend" in W
| and lastly oil George Grosvenor
You know he was hsre so long last
summer" said Evelyn. with well-ieigneC
ease. THAT we saw good deal oi him
! What do you think of him, Mrs. Rossf'
Mas. Ross replied, in unsuspecting sim
pllciry: II like him very well, Evelyn
| He is brilliant and highly cultivated an'
| hglI-toned aud h.s manner Is certainly -
sinuati.s and interesting. But
But whatI'' SAID Evelyn. These 'bats
of character are always the points oil inter
| est"
DO you really want 20 know what
altoge .her thiuk of himT asked Mrs. Ross
u little hesitatingly.
Il really do, If you do not mind triIin:
me- said Evelyn.
We'll, think he Is just that sort Of man
! ciety, who in nearer relations would b"
trial, grief. to any loving heart that con
iide,' its happiness TO him. do not knov
why-perhaps because In person lie ,'
closely resembles Ned Marlborough; an,
| you know what wretched woman Grac
Marlborough, thgt angel Of wife. was;
really believe he tretted her into her gfav
with his blind jealousy. Now, of cour-e
he worships her memory, but that can u"
take back the tears he cost her. lninI
George Grosvenor as son aud bro lac
would be exacting, and As husband
jealous. Aud jealousy is more depIora
Die trait ia a man than II /, in a woman.
trust, Evelyn dear. that Marcus Mead
not OF that disposition; he seems amiabIe /;
and here Mrs. Ross glanced inquiringly 4
Evelyn, whose face flushed scarlet. "The
tell me, DEAR said Mrs. Ross, softly
That you have begun to smile upon tha
devoted young man. know him 50 slish
iy, want you TO tell me all about hiu
He is certainly, in advantage OF wealt
and position, what the world calls IA bri
liant match
Mrs. Ross" cried Evelyn, with tears
vexation starting To her eyes. don't spea