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

And blessed Charles sister-in-law.
A Game of Hearts.
Morton Levyllian looked into his
eompanion's face and wondered if she
really nossessed a heart, Or was she
only-as had been said-a creature of
intellect, one who required not, and
wished not, the most precious of all
life's blessing-love. Rather difficult
question, and her beautiful, queenly
countenance, with its lustrous brown
ewes and delicately chiseled features,
did not serve to satisfy his doubts.
He was accustomed TO be fayorite
among the gentler sex. Wealthy, in
tellectual. and handsome, he was very
naturally appropriated by ymaneuyering
mammas and marriagable daughters.
Clara Vane was unlike the women with
whom he had been thrown in contact.
Although among, she was not one OF
them. and her Indifference hurt him
more than he cared to confess, even TO
himself. SO this evening, as they wan
dered together through the brilliantly
Illuminated rooms of a fashionable de-
yotee. he asked carelesSly, albeit his
eyes rested searchinglv upon her face:
Miss Nane, do you believe in love:'
She laughed, and although her dusky
cheek crimsoned little, displayed not
the slightest discomposure as she an
swered.
.'No-at least not a. yOu do.
That sentence implied a certain
amount of something that the gentle
man scarcely liked. How should she
know whether their beliefs were SINH
lar:
Indeed he commented, somewhat
drily, Would ii be impertinent in me
10 inquire what your belief really is?"
She bit her lip.
Il make no pretensions to under
standing any ones ideas npon this or
anv other subject better than they
themselves do. | only know that my
own opinion of love is very different
from the latter-day sentiment which is
now dignified by that name"
He smiled provokingly.
$50 is mine. We agree thus far, at
any rate Perhaps were we to compare
notes the similarity would exist still
further"
Scarcely probable" she answered,
calmly But it is not an interesting
topic, and as it is of no consequence
whether we consider it in the same light
or no, propose we discuss some other
subject"
OF course after that the conversation
was changed.
''COnfound it, what's the use:' he
murmured, sadly, that night-or rather
that morning-after returning home.
Here | am, fairly bewitched after
woman who, if report speaks truly, Is
not capable of feeling a particle OF al
fection for any man, and who has de-
mOnstrated beyond peradventure her
utter Indifference to me. In love with
an iceberg, That's what's the matter
But swear | won't make fool of my
self any longer. She can go her way,
and I'll 90 mine."
Whether this resolution would have
been kept or no, is a question that must
forever remain unsettled, as the next
day Miss Vane had left town-gone, no
one knew where; toremain, none knew
how long.
But we, being wiser than the MAORI
ty of folks, may follow her away from
the crowded metropolis to beautiful
country seat, down in Kent, where, dis
gusted alike with the world and herself,
she had sought refuge for the summer
months with her young married friend,
Mary Thurston.
Now, Clara said this young lady,
a they sat together, some few evenings
after Miss Vane's arrival, 'of course
you know how glad | am to have you
here, and all that sort of thing; put
what in the world possessed you 10
come: For, when | saw you last, you
gave me no encouragement to hope for
this VISIT
"Well, Mary, to tell the truth, L
hadn't the slightest idea of paying 1t
two weeks ago; but"
But 20 eagerly asked her COM
panion You were not involved In
any love affair, were you? | heard
something of a serious kind of Irritation
you wero having with somendoy. Ii
didn't become too serious-did II!
Yes, it did, answered her guest
impetuously, startled out of her usual
retieence by that strange longing Tor
sympathy. which sometimes seizes the
proudest of us. 81 became acquainted
with a man endowed with eXtraordi-
nary gifts of mind and person, and
undertook to teach him lesson. But,
alas, for human yolition, learned the
lessonn'
''Does he know 90 interrupted her
friend anXiously.
know it?" she repeated in scorn.
NO, nor never will, And that is the
reason have come to you so unexpect-
edly."
The conversation was here put TO an