Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1878-11-06

and John was desirous of not suffering
in Clements eyes by any comparison
with the other gentlemen who would
be there.
Scarcely had they entered the draw
ing room when the ladies appeared, the
true v idow Clare no longer in the un-
assuming toilet she had hitherto worn,
but magnificent in white crepe lisse
and satin, her arms and throat and her
pretty head flashing with sapphires
and diamonds. Her companion had
now assumed the role of simplicity and
Cleve was disappointed with the first
glance at her plain white Cranberry
gauze dress.
John had seen nothing but the bright
face of the girl he loved and the love-
light in her eye. Before she could say
anything he had taken both her hands
and whispered, dearest. best and
loveliest Clement"
Her smile answered him first. Then
she said, pardon me, Mr.. Selden, but
we have been in masquerade all sum-
mer, and now we must unmask before
real life begins. My name is not Glenn
entine, but Fanny Clare. Cousin John
L hope you are not disappointed"
Then she put her hand into Johns
and they wandered off into the conser-
vatory TO finish their explanations.
Mr.. Cleve Sullivan found himself at
that moment in the most trying circum-
stances of his life. The real Clemen-
tine Marat stood looking down at a
flower on the carpet, but evidently eX-
pecting him 10 resume the tender atti-
tude he had been accustomed to bear
towards her. He was a man of quick
decisions where his own interests were
concerned, and it did not take him half
minute to review his position and de-
termine what TO do. This plain blonde
girl without fortune was not the girl
he could marry, and she had deceived
him, too; he had sudden and severe
spasm of morality; his confidence was
broken, he thought it was very poor
sport TO play with a mans most sacred
feelings; he had been deeply disap-
pointed and grieved, etc.
Clementine stood perfectly still with
her eyes fixed on the carpet and her
cheeks flushing, as Cleve made his awk-
ward accusations. She gave him no
help and she made no defence, and ii
soon becomes embarrassing for a man to
stand in the middle of a large drawing
room and talk to himself about any
girl. Cleye felt it so.
''Have you done, sir?" at length she
asked, lifting to his face pair of blue
eyes scintillating with scorn and an
ger. Il 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 her disappoint-
ment to no one, and she probably soon
recovered from it. Her life was tull
of many other pleasant plans and
hopes, and she could well afford to let
a selfish lover pass out of it. She re-
manned with her friend until after the
marriage between her and John Sci
den had been consummated, and then
Cleve saw her name among the list of
passengers sailing 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 for
Cleve Sullivan TO marry john Selden's
wife's maid, or something or other.
John always was a lucky fellow. Some
fellows are always unlncky in love af-
fairs-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 start
ing tor his afternoons drive, when an
old acquaintance hailed him.
''Oh, it's that fool Belmar," he NUT
tered. 81 shall have to offer him 4
ride. | thought he was in Paris-Hel-
10, Belmar, when did you get back!
Have a ride?'
.'No, thank you. | have promised
my wife to ride with her this after
noo1."
"Your wife. Why, when were you
married?"
''Last Month. in Paris"
"And the happy lady was"
"Why. thought you knew; every
one is talking about my good fortune.
Mrs. Belniar is old Paul Marat's child
"'What,r'
''Miss Clementine Marat. She brings
me nearly $4,000, 900 in money and real
estate, and heart beyond all price"
''How on earth did you meet herr"
''She was travelling with MIR. and
Mrs. Selden-you know John Selden.
She has lived with Mrs. Selden ever
since she left school; they were friends
when they were girls together.
Cleve gathered up his reins and, nod
ding to Mr.. Frank Belmar, drove at a
fearful rate up ths avenue and down
the park. He could not trust himself
TO speak to any one, and when he did.
the remark which he made to himself
in strict confidence was not fiattering.
For once, Mr.. Cleve Sullivan told Mr..
Cleve Sullivan that he had been badly
punished, and that he well deserved it.
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