Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1878-03-21

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8Indeedl" said Morton, smiling curl
ously, while Rosamond felt as if her
face was all on fire, t.: 49,. -
mo, sir,,'' said Mrs. Clifford, the bows
on her lace cap quivering with the en-
phasis she used, "If we had our rights,
we should have been the Giffords of Nor
ton Place, and my daughter Rosamond,
instead Of exhibiting sewing machines,
would have been sitting in silks and vel
vets, But we have been deprived Of our
rightful inheritance by fiend in human
shape, named Walter Morton. Perhaps
you have heard of the great lawsuits"
~ think I have a faint recollecti on of
it," said Mr.. Walters, gravely. :.>
"Mamma," interrupted Rosamond, in
a voice of distress, "these-these family
matters cannot be interesting to a stran-
ger, and"
"Excuse me!' said Mrs. Clifford, draw
ing herself up primly. "Of course I am
in the wrong-I always am-only it isn't
pleasant to be told of it by my own
daughtera''
"Mamma, you know I didn't mean
that!'
But Mrs: Clifford declined to be Iropi-
tiated on any terms, and sat stiff and prim
the remainder of the evening, full of un.
spoken "reminiscences of 1.-THE great law
suit"
HE will never come near us again.
was Rosamond's regretful thought, as she
laid. her flushed cheeks on the pillow
<ho< r;rh< NTH 1st<1o uo1or~o Frorxror%
breath mingling with her own.
But Rosamond was mistaken. "Mr,
Walters" did come again, the very next
evening but one; and again, and yet
again!
"You are looking pale, Miss Gi ford, y
he said, the last time.
sit is one of the misfortunes of our re.
duced station in life," Mrs. Clifford sigh
ed, "that Rosamond is obliged to lead a
too sedentary lite!"
"A little walk would bring the roses
back to your cheek" said Mr.. Walters
ut is lovely moonlight night. Will
you Gomez"
Mrs. Clifford nodded her sanction: and
Rosamond put on the tartan shawl and
the little round hat with the red-bird s
wing in fro t, and slipped her arm
through that of her cousin.
"Rosamond, said Sir Walter NJ orton,
after they had walked little way in 81
lence, "the exhibition closes to morrow
"Yes,' said she regretfully.
"And with it closes your WORKER
"Yes, wish could hear of some new
engagement"
Mnrfnn 1roxry hor ~ -, he
81 know Of one, Rosamond, but dom
exactly know wether it would suit YOU
"What is it,"
II want to engage you, Rosamond-
to be my wife,
Mrs. Clifford had looked up at the
clock half dozen times, true to her in.
stinct cf always worrying about some
thing, before Roamond came back.
"Child!" she croaked, 81 do you see
what time it is? Where is Mr.. Walters!''
HE would not come in. lie is com.
ing to see you to- morrow, mamma
i" To see me? What for?".
Mamma, he has asked me to marry
him."
''He is most gentlemanly person, my
DEAR" said Mrs. Clifford, smiling and brid-
ling. II shall consent with the greatest
pleasure"
''You like him then, mammal"
"Certainly do"
"Then, mamma, may venture to tell
you that he is our cousin, Walter Morton
that shall be the mistress of Morton
Place, and that you shall reign, in very
truth, in the halls of our ancestors, you
have spoken about SO Often"
And she laughed and cried, both in one
breath, upon the old lady's neck.
sBless my soul!' said Mrs. Clifford,
dropping her spectacle-case and cracking
the lenses right across.
But she made no objection to the ''fend
in human shape" and Miss Rosamond
Clifford soon took to herself another 80
cal habitation and name!''