The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1878-08-08
Dora'S Revenge.

Henry Corydon had gone, and DoraVail
had started as the clock struck ten. In
half an hour her lover would be on the
cars, going further away from his be-
trothed. He was about to start foI
Europe, to be gone year. How long
1t seemed to Dora The parting had
been sad, and she was now alone,
The clock struck eleven, and still she
sat where her lover had left her. Al
last, with a deep sigh she arose and re-
tired to the solitude of her own apart
ment.
Dora Vail was the most beautiful girl
in s., and the beloved daughter of a
retired merchant. Her mother had
been in her grave nearly twenty years,
and Dora had but few associates. Mr..
Vale was a hard. stern man: but he
loved his child dearly, and it was has
greatest pleasure to crafty all her de-
sires.
Dora was indeed beautiful. Her hair
hung in golden curls far below her
waist, dark, lustrous eyes shone like
diamonds under her dropping lids. Her
teeth were like pearls, and her COM
plexion pearly pink and white.
\
Five months passed. Dora had heard
from her lover by every steamer. His
letters were long and interesting, giving
graphic descriptions of all he saw dur
ing his wanderings. At first they were
full of assuring passages Ofhis undying
love for her, but such expressions grad
ually ceased, until his letters became
merely friendly misslves. Occasionally
he mentioned certain blue-eyed girl.
named Sara Eyre, coolly femarking
that he had "taken quite fancy to
her."
But how did Dora receive this intel
ligence? Alas, her love for him had
gradually diminished, until she knew
she loved him no longer. But his cool
letter stung her to the quick.
One day, with half vexed air she
laid aside her much admired solitaire
ring which had adorned her finger, and
said:
81 will play little game with you,
my devoted Henry. One day this shall
belong to your wife. 1t has my name
in it, but it shall adorn your brides
finger, even though it be Sara Eyre" "
She laughed softly to herself, but
while she was thus musing there came
knock at her door. She started, butin
a pleasant voice she said:
"Come in"
A servant entered bearing a silver
salver on which lay card. Taking il
up with languid air she read the name
of "Warren Wells" A deep blush
suffused her checks, and with hasty
glance in the mirror she descended to
the parlor.
AS she entered the room a darkroom
plexioned gentleman fastened to greet
her. After few moments conversation
he noticed the absence of the solitaire,
and lightly touching her finger, he said
81 will ask no questions, but | am all
curiosity to know the meaning of this. "
With an arch smile she replied:
"My ring and parted company this
morning. 81 did not fulfil its PROMISE y
The young man was pleased at heI
cool reply, and said:
"Your affections could net have been
very deeply engaged"
She did not answer at once and he
repeated the remark. She raised hel
eyes. and said, somewhat Indignantly
'Mr. Wells, you are very presuming'
81 beg your pardon, Miss Vail;
acknowledge that1 am"
The conversation was turned, ant
continued for some time. AT last hC
arose to go, but promised to call another
time.
On the following morning she re-
ceived a letter from Henry, requesting
her TO release him from his engagement
With her present feelings it was M
hard matter, and she wrote him cold
sarcastic letter, stating that he was fire.,
and had been for long while.
SIN fact" she wrote, II have beer
thinking of getting married myself
Return home at the appointed tim
with your blue-eyed Sara, and COM
here and have the ceremony performet
inmy house. Let the young lady remail
with me until you are ready to make he
your wife.
10 say that Henry was surprised a
the note would hardly express 1t. Ill
was astonished, and his senses almos
paralyzed. Nevertheless, he determn
ed to accept the invitation, and he AM
. his betrothed sailed for the New Worl
in due time.
Sara received warm and unembar
RAISING greeting from Dora, but t
Henry she was cold and indifferent.
The day of the wedding at last arri