Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1878-10-26
AILEGANY COUNTY, MARYLAND SATURDAY. OCTOBER 1878.

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eyes" said Abby.
"Then you are very fortunate.
Your uncle, Mr.. Jeferys, has left you
his fortune"
Juliet turned white, but said moth
ing, while low under her breath |
heard Abby whisper "Thank God.
Now, l was disposed to doubt the
statement. Uncle Maurice might be
dead, but it seemed impossible that he
could have left us his property. The
man must be mistaken or only jesting.
Are you sure you are telling US
the truth ? | asked anxiously.
Mr.. Chaloner laughed.
eyes, l am quite sure, and to con-
vince you l will send Mr.. Grambhng
around with the will
ooh, no, it ia not necessary"
[ cried quickly, the fact dawning
upon my bewidcred mind, that | had
been very rudo. Mr.. Chaloner rose
to depart
"Will you have a check made out
this morning, Miss Royal?" tuning
to Abby.
es sir"
"For what amount?"
Fifty thousand dollars" answered
my eldest sister, coolly.
The check was made out, Mr.. Chal-
oner left, and We three girls fell
into each Others arms and wept for
very joy. For several days l almost
refused to believe in our good fortune,
thinking it must be softening of the
brain. But | was convinced when We
moved into an uptown palace and
dressed In silks and laces every day.
Mrs. Unison, well-bred, aristocratic
old lady, lived with us and was our
chaperone, companion and grand
mother by adoption. Our friends We're
as countless as the sands on the sea-
shore and they cherished pure disin-
terested affection for US, so they said.
OF course, uncle Maurice money had
nothing to do with it. The thought
was too base for such noble minds as
theirs.
Abby and Juliet were both angels
minus the wings. But l was truly of
the "earth earthly" While they de-
lightfully fell in love and became en-
gagged, | hirtcd and enjoyed my new
life with zest that was highly anus
ing to Hugh Chalonor.
How splendid'' p l criod when I
viewed the ease and comfort around
me. "No more back garrets, old
dresses and scanty meals, and to think
that this will last forever and ever,
and I gave no thought to death, or
old age, but filled my cup of pleasure
to the brim.
Mr.. Chaloner was our lawyer and
if my face ever flushed or my heart
throbs grew quicker at the sound Of
his voice or the touch Of his hand no
one knew it. One evening, nearly q
year alter that morning in the garret,
Mr.. Chaloner asked me to be his wife.
| waved my fan with Grand Ouch
ess" air and said :
''No, MI. Chaloner, l do not wish
to marry at present, and when do, it
is my duty to-to-"
"Make a grand match ?"
"Yes.'
"a duke for instance" suggested
my lover coldly.
eyes, | think that would do"
Hugh didn't tear his hair or threat
en- to commit suicide because l re-
fused him. He even had the imper-
tinence to laugh, and looking down at
me said:
"You absurd child l doubt if you
will ever see a duke. | shall wait
patiently, for of course, we will mar
ry some day. l have felt it ever since
| saw you sitting on the stove that
morning"
Now, l had no good excuse for ac-
ting as did. 1t was simply contra,
riety. Hugh Chaloner was a noble
man, and in my heart of hearts, ]
knew | loved him, but Abby and
Juliet calmly contented themselves
longed to see me safely landed ON the
shores of matrimony, ehence deter
mined not to marry, but to enjoy
freedom as long as I pleased.
We were going to have a double
wedding. Abby and Juliet We're tc
be married on the same day, and my
two fair sisters were deeply, truly