Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1878-02-06

emu py lile entrance OF saptain Thurs
ton.
"A letter for you, Mary. From Nor
ton, L fancy" he said, carelessly toss
ing it into her lap.
The quick blood rushed into Clara's
face. Even the name caused her heart
to fiutter strangely; but neither of her
friends noticed her agitation-both be-
ing engrossed in their missives.
'Oh, dear.' sighed Mrs. Mary, half
unconsciously.
Clara and her husband looked up in
surprise. Her face was glowing joy
fully, albeit her eyes were full of
tears.
whats the matter?" they asked in
a breath.
'Oh, nothing much - she replied.
only I'm so glad. Clara, | never
knew that you were acquainted with
my half-brother, Morton Levyllian.''
Poor Clara. Her face, even to the
roots of her hair, was scarlet: but she
made no reply, and her friend cOntin-
ned, remorselessly, ''He is coming to
pay us visit, and we may expect him
every moment"
All the color fled swiftly from Clara's
cheek.
"Now, don't be goose" whispered
Mary, softly. Just read this
So Clara read as follows:
my DEAR SISTER, am sick of the
Great metropolis, sick of life, and sick
of myself; am fast becoming, in fact, a
Inisanthrope-sick of everything. So,
TO improve this woeful condition of af-
fairs, shall start tonight for your sweet
pretty country home. For the last few
months, | have made a fool of myself
by falling in love, and that is a very
serious business for man of my pecu-
liar temperament, / can assure you.
Did you, during your visit here, ever
know Miss Clara Nane? | was in
France at the time, you remember.
Well, we have been indulging in what
Dame Grundy would call n pleasant
tiirtatiOn,' and. tor the first time in his
life, your brother processes himself con-
quered. People say she has no heart.
That ! don't believe. Ii is utterly i'm
possible so glorious woman should be
minus that most feminine appendage.
But, one thing is certain. she has no
heart for me, and that has left me
without a heart for anything else.
please don't think this is intended for
a pun am in anything but Il punning
humor.) As you know | am not in the
habit of prOclaiming my miseries, and
hate pity above all things. Burn this
as soon as read, keep all information
contained herein to yourself, and don't
say woman to me while | remain.
Lovingly, your brother, MORTON"
Even as Clara read, tall figure
darkened the doorway.
"Oh, Morton,' shouted his sister,
joyfully advancing with outstretched
hands.
After greeting the husband and wife.
the new conner glanced questionably
over at the silent lady standing in the
shadow of the room.
"'Clara, here is my brother, = said Mrs.
Thurston, smiling. ~ believe, hOwev-
you are already acquainted with one
another"
Thus urged, Clara advanced.
miss Vane and here,'' said the
gentleman, in amazement. Then, re-
covering himself, Excuse ME, but this
meeting was so utterly unexpected,
that - and here his glance fell upon
the letter which she still held.
"Mary gave it to me-" she stammered
explainingly, interpreting Alright his
mute, astonished look.
He smiled. Some way, her embar
assment put him very much more at
ease.
.'She did: Well. what do you think
of it 90
She looked round for assistance from
some quarter: but husband and wife
had left the ROOM SO, very unwilling
ly, she answered:
81 don't know"
"You don't? Well" endeavOring to
look into the eyes which so pertina-
ciously sought the floor, ''are you sorry
for me?'
"No," very low; and the next mo-
ment .sicy Clara Vane'' was clasped
close in pair of manly arms, from
which she made not the slightest mo-
,iop 10 axtrieara herself