The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1878-05-18

Miss Laura makes two interrogation
points Of her, silken eyebrows, opens he
mouth 10 speak, thinks better oft, close
her red lips firmly, and turns 10 the win
dow again As the Observation-Disclosures
ers stop playing and gather in a group
with their eyes fixed upon . small aeria
car, gayly, decorated with flags, which Il
gently swaying between heaven and earth
as itslowly descends toward the lawn. II
a few moments 1t touches the ground
and q handsome young felleW leaps out
and Is greeted with many exclamation
Of pleasure and surprise.
"Your brother Reginald" says Miss
Beardsley. $50 soon returned from
Londonl Why, he only started . few
days ago.
Eyes flying ship American EAGLE
fastest OF the Air Line. 1 heard Of her
arrival Just after breakfast this morning,
when It was shouted by the telephone Al
the station below
Thirty miles awsyl'
a0hl that's nothing. We expect to be
able to hear news from q hundred miles
away before many years are past"
aMayI not be In the immediate vicinity
when thai news 10 shouted !" says the lady,
with an involuntary movement OF her
pretty white hands toward her pretty
rose.tipped ears, "for / should expect 10
be deal for evermore.n
"Neyer fear, my dear-I mean Miss
Beardsley. Such q misfortune as thatshall
never occur, even though you should
chance to be at the very side Of the shou-
ter. Edison Is at this moment perfect
ing an instrument that begins TO deliver
in messages in q moderately loud voice,
which increases in volume a. II Is carried
forward, until itreaches the most distant
point it Is intended to reach, thus main
tanning an even tone all along the rout.
How glorious all these Edisonian inyen-
tions are p he continues, with 4 glow OF
enthusiasm, "and what humdrum times
our ancestors must have had without
them Why, they are the very life OF the
age. There's the photograph, for instance
but l beg pardon ; you are looking bor-
ed. 1 can not expect you 10 take as much
interest in these scientific subjects as / do.
is not Reginald coming this way?"
"He is not" answered Mas Laura,
demurely; che Is still holding Bella's
hand, and totally ignoring all the other
welcoming hands extended 10 him."
a.Ahl the old, old story that Is ever
new p quotes Mr. Fishback, as he peeps
over the shoulder Of his fair guest at the
new arrival; and then, suddenly rising and
confronting her, he exclains ; "You must
have heard that story very, rery often,
Laura-forgive my calling you SO, but
you used to permit II In the days we
went blackberrying together some ten
years ago; and forgive MI again, but,
upon my word, / can not help asking you
impelled as / am by some mysterious
power, Why have you never married."
A blush rises to her cheek, but she
looks up in his face, and calmy, replies
Idon't remember the blackberry cpl
sodes, and l have remained unmarried
becauseI vowed when q youpggirls new.
err to marry unless convinced that I was
the irst and only love OF the man whose
wife l became
Laura, I have never loved another"
"Mr. Fishback, you forget my old
friend Teresa, the sister Of the girl to
whom your brother Reginald Is now
making love on the lawn"
"Good heayensl Laura, how mistaken
you arep
"Twas with her you looked for black
berries. l never knew you to find any,
not with me, Sir"
Laura, how blind you werel Isought
her society only to be near you. l de.
clare, upon my word and honor, 1 linger.
ed by her side for hours and hours in the
hope that you would Join us for a mo-
ment or two during the time, and when
you did, in that moment or two was con-
centrated the Joy Of the whole day. You
were go pIoud, so cold, so reserved, l did
not dare TO approach you save through
your friend; and"
"And you did not bury yourself in Sc
cluaion for two years after she Tilted you
and married Frank Huntington" abe
asks as he pauses.
"Great heavensl how prepOsterOusl
Laura, / arear--"
But, as be Ia about to swear, enter a
procession Of small nephews and neices
and attendant friends, the leader OF which
carries an odd looking box.
"see, uncleln the bright eyed little fell
low calls out as he approaches. ~ found
this old photograph on the top shelf Of
your closet, where ! was looking for your
hsh line to play horse with, and 1t talks
like everything
With this he begins to turn the metal
crank, and 4 voice-a somewat shrill
young voice, the voice Of Teresa, sister
Of Bella-whilom friend O Laura Boards.
ley-begins to speak:
ayes, Leon, my own, l will grant your
impassioned prayer, and breathe the
words you long to hear into this magical
casket, and then, when you are lonely Or
inclined to doubt m~e,jealous one, you can
call them forth to bring back the smiles
to your dear face, and Joy to your dear
heart. do return the love you SO ar.
IDENTIFY ayow, and / uN marry you when
mama gives her consent. Until then no
lips shall touch the lips made sacred by
your kiss, no hand shall clasp the hand
that wears your lovely diamond ring.
But, oh, Leon dear, try to like Laura q
little for my sake. know she Is all that
you say she is-affected, cold.hearted
naughty, and d~isagreeable. / am just
naughty enough to be pleased when you
tell me her beauty, 30 much admired BY
others, particularly Frank Huntington,
fades into utter insigni6canee beside that
ofyour own little Teresa)-but, my Leon,
try, OIL try, TO tolerate her, for strange as
Il may appear to you disliking her rs you
do, lam quite fond Of her. Goodnight,
beloved. Dream Of your Tessa."
aThatn-somethipg or other-"phono.
graph |" said Mr.. Fishback; al thought
I destroyed It long ago. as be angrily
snatched Il from the hands Of the small
d%iscoverer.
"What did our humdrum ancestors do
without these glorious inyentions?" muir.
INJURED Miss Laura, "a she quietly tainted
away for the first and only time In her
life.h
aIf ever you go prowling around my
room again,s continued Mr.. Fishhack.
addressing his unfortunate nephew, and
supporting Miss Beardsley with one hand,
while he flung the tell-tale out Of the
window, where II broke into a dozen
ntacaa "a II tnnohed tho ground with n