Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1878-09-14

handsome face and attire, his lavish
expenditure Of money, his fast horses,
his fast driving and his fast life al
together. He was thorough man OF
the world, dashing, brilliant, fascinat-
ing, and, as far as external appear
ances went, wealthy; and external ap-
pearances so great way in such a
place as Boro7ille.
Mrs. Digby approved Of Casper
Duoey. Mrs. Digty was an oracle III
BoroyiIle. She was a handsome wo-
ulan Of Internationally, lively
! young widow, whose half mourning
became her charmingly, and who,
some people said-but soue people
are not to be relied on, to any great
extent, you know-would not be par
ticuIarly averse to trying the marital
yoke again, SO lightly had she borne
it, with a suitable partner, Of course.
In company with her late husband,
the widow had spent several seasons
at the various places Of summer re-
! sort besides passing a winter at the
/ capital and she was considered infal-
lille authority On all matters relating
, to society at large. She was pretty,
intelligent, dressed in excellent taste,
and was believed to have a snug little
fortune all her own. So, You zee, she
was a very nice little bit Of teminin-
ity the world would say.
Quite l'ttle company Of the incest
people Of the village assembled in the
widows parlor one evening and Mr.,
Ducey was the subject Of their con-
versation.
"Yes, Mr.. Ducey is a very desirable
man, SAID the widow "We must
welcome him to our circle. He is
handsome, witty and accomplished,
and-and Of course he is rich; but
that don't matter SO much, you know,
We met him at Newport tn, ee years
ago-poor dear Harry and l."
S}ne gave her handkerchief a very
uncertain twirl, that lett the shade Of
It doubt in the 1mlnds Of some OF her
listeners whether 1t was intended as
! an evidence Of her uncomfortable sor-
row at the remembrance Of her poor
dear Harry, or to attract the atten-
ton CT Tom Lacy, who was flirting
outrageousiy with Mabel Townley at
the further side of the room. And so
| Casper Ducey had q passport TO the
society OF Boroyille, and Was received
with opeu arms.
How do you Ike him, Florry ?'
John Myers inquired one afternoon as
Mr.. Ducey whirlcd past the window
in a basket phaeton, nodding grace
fully to Florry, and then turning to
make some witty remark to Mrs.
! Digby, who occupied the seat at his
side,
The widow laughed, showing every
one Of her front teeth % the fullest
extent Of proPre5y. She was exult-
an, and her face showed it; and John
and Florry smiled, and SO did Mr..
Ducey--in quiet, gentlemanly sort
Of way,
80, like him exceedingly well,
said Florry, in answer to Johns ques-
tion. "Eo spent last evening here,
and he's going to take De ont IL the
mc-aing for a ride to the lake with
shat splendid turnout of his. How de-
hghtIul"' =
which ?" - almost aavagoly -
"Duccy CT his horses"
"Bo.h, to be sure" Then, saucily,
'What q stupid you are, Jchu!
meant the ride"
Flolry rode with Casper Ducey The
next morning and many mornings
thereafter, and John Myers and the
widow grew jealous. Ducey became
Fiorry's constant attendant, aeon
panying her to concerts and parties,
and taking her for boat rides On the
lake and long drives over the pleas
ant country roads. They walked To-
gether, sang together, danced together.
In short, it came to be q fact that
FIorry Castle and Mr.. Ducey We're
deeply in love with each other, OF
we've flirting beyond all propriety
He brought her flowers and music
and real poetry to her in his rich
clear voice-by and bye Lo made love
to her in the same voice.
10 say that Florry was not charmed
with her brilliant cavalier would be
in direct opposition 10 the facts of tho
case. All thoughts of poor John