The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1878-05-01

finely. John Selden askedme TO be his
wife tonight"
"I told you men think and act in
pairs"
John is a noble fellow. 1pretended
to think his cousin mad in-used him, and
he defended him until / was ashamed of
myself; absolutely said, Clement, that
you were a sufficient excuse for Mr..
Clare's will. Then he blamed his own
past idleness, and promised if I would
only try to endure 'the sings and ar
rows of your outrageous temper, Gle
ment, for two years longer, he would
have made home for me in which I
could be happy. Yes, Clement, I should
marry John Selder if we hsd not five-
dollar bill between us"
al wish Cleve had beef little more
explicit about his money matters. How
ever, there is time enough yet. When
they leave tomorrow, what shall we
do ?"
1--WE will remain here another month;
Levine will have the house ready for me
by that time. 1 have written to him
about refurnishing the parlors."
SO next day the lovers parted, with
many promises of constant letters and
future happy days together. The inter
val was long and dull enough; but it
passed, and one morning both gentlemen
received notes of invitation to a small
dinner party at the widow Clare's man
sion in - Street. There was good deal
of dressing for this party. Cleve wished
to make his entrance into his future home
as became the prospective master of
million and half of money, and John
was desirous of not suffering in Gle
ment's eyes by any comparison with the
other gentlemen VIII would probably be
there.
Scarcely had they entered the draw
ing room when the ladies appeared, the
true widow Glare no longer in the unas
suming toilet she had hitherto worn,
but magnificent in white crepe hsse and
satin, her arms and throat and pretty
head flashing with sapphires and dia-
monds. Her companion had assumed
now the role of simplicity, and Cleve
was disappointed with the first glance
at her plain white Chambery gauze
dress.
John 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 best and love-
liest Clement"
Her smile answered him first. Then
she said: "Pardon me, Mr.. Selden, but
VIC have been in masquerade all summer,
and now we must unmask before real
life begins. My name is not Clementine
Marat, but Fanny Glare. Cousin John,
hope you are not disappointed" =" Then
she put her hand into Johns, and they
wandered off into the conservatory to
finish their explanation.
Mr.. Cleve Sullivan found himself at
that moment in the most trying circum-
stance of his life. The real Clementine
Marat stood looking down at flower on
the carpet, an d evidently expecting him
to resume the tender attitude he had
been accustomed to bear toward her.
He was man of quick decisions where
his own interests were concerned, and it
did not take him half minute to review
his position and determine what to 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 it
was very poor sport to play with mans
most sacred feelings; he had been deep
ly disappointed and grieved, etc., etc.
Clementine stood perfectly still, with
her eyes fixed on the carpet and her
cheeks gradually flushing, as Cleve
made his awkward accusations. She
gave him no help and she made no de-
fense, and it soon becomes embar assing
for man to stand in the middle of a
large drawing room and talk to himself
about any girl. Cleve felt it so.
"Have you done, sir 7" at length she
asked, lifting to his face pair of blue
eyes scintillating with scorn and anger.
"I promised you my final answer to
your suit when we met in New York.
You have spared me that trouble. Good
evening, sir.
Clementine showed to no one her dis
appointment, and she probably soon re-
covered from it. Her life, was full OF
many other pleasant plans and hopes,
and she could we'll afford to let SELF
ish lover pass out Of it. She remained
with her friend until after the marriage
between her and John Selden had been
consummated; and then Cleve saw hel
name among the list of passengers sail
ing 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.
"Nice thing it would have been fol
Cleve Sullivan to marry John Selden'l
wife's maid, Or something or other
Some fellows are always unlucky in love
affairs-I always am.
Half year afterwards he reiterated
this statement with great deal of un
necessary emphasis. He was just but
toning his gloves preparatory to starting
for his afternoons drive, when an ole
acquaintance hailed him.
"Oh, it's that fool Belmar," he NUT
tered; ST shall have to offer him ride