The Van Buren press., 1878-09-10
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they leave tomorrow, what shall we
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ave will remain here another month
Levine will have the house ready for me
ny that time. have written to him
about refurnishing the parlors."
To next day the lovers parted, with
many promises of constant letters and
future happy days together The inter
val was long and dull enough; but it
passed, and ono morning both gentlemen
received notes of invitation to small
diuner party at the widow Clare's man.
of dressing for this party. Ccve wished
to make his entrance into his future home
as became the prospective master of II
million and half OF money, and John
was desirous OF not suffering in Gle
ment's eyes by any comparison with the
other gentleman who would probably be
there.
Scarcely had they entered the draw
ing room when the ladies' appeared, the
true widow Clare no longer in the unas-
suming toilet she had hitherto worn.
but magnificent in white crepe lisse and
satin. her arms and throat and pretty
head flashing with sapphires and dia-
monds. Her companion had assumed
now the role of simplicity, and C.eve
was disappointed with the first glance
at her plain white Chambery gauze
dress.
John had seen nothing but the bright
face of the girl he loved and the love
light in her eyes. Before she could
speak he had taken both her hands and
whispered, Dearest and best and love,
Iest Clement
Her smile answered him Grst. Then
she said: " Pardon me, Mr.. Selden, but
we have been in masquerade all summer,
and now we must unmask before real
life begins. My name is not Clementine
Marat, but Fanny Glare. Cousin John
| hope you are not disappointed" Then
she put her hand into Johns, and they
wandered off into tho conservatory to
finish their explanation.
Mr.. Cleve Sullivan found himself at
that moment in the most trying circum'
stances of his life. The real Clementine
Marat stood looking down at a flower on
the carpet, and evidently expecting him
to resume the tender attitude he had
been, accustomed to bear toward her.
He was a man of quick decisions where
his own interests were concerned, and it
did not take him half minute to review
his position and determine what to do
This plain blond girl without fortune
was not the girl he could marry she had
deceived him, too--he had a sudden and
severe spasm of morality his confidence
was broken he thought it was very poor
sgs hs b. 9sk had S5s btse dsepy dSfb rStsa
and greived, etc, etc.
Clementine stood perfectly still, with
her eyes fixed on the carpet and her
checks gradually flushing. as Clcvc made
his awkward accusations, She gave him
no help.and she made no defense, and it
soon becomes embarrassing for man to
stand in the middle of large drawing
room and talk to himself about any girl
Clcve felt it so.
"Have you done, sir2' at legnth she
asked, lifting to his face a pair of blue
eyes scintillating with scorn and anger
" promised you my final answer to
your suit when we met in New York
You have spared me that trouble. Good
evening, sir.
Cemcntine showed to no one her dis
appointment, and she probably soon re-
covered from it, Her life was full Of
many other pleasant plans and hopes,
and she could well afford to let self
ish lover pass out of it. She remained
with her friend until after the marriage
between her and John Seldcn had been
consummated and then Cleve saw her
name among the list Of passengers sail
ing on one particular day for Europe.
As John and his bride lett on the same
steamer, Cleve supposed, of course, she
had gone in their company.
mice thing it would have been for
Ceve Sullivan to marry John Seldcn's
wifes maid, or something or other !!
Some fellows are always unlucky in love
aifairs--I always am"
Half year afterwards he reiterated
this statement with agreat deal of un-
necnssary emphasis. He was just but
toning his gloves preparatory to starting
for his afternoons drive, when an old
acquaintance hailed him.
"Oh, it's that fool Bclmar," he NUT
tered; Il shall have to offer him ride.
/ thought he was in Paris. Hello. Bel
mar, when did you get back 7 Have a
ride2
aNo, thank you. ! have promised
my wife to ride with her this after
noon"
''Your wife! When were you mar
ried ?"
"Last month, in Paris"
"And the happy lady was. ="
"Why, thought you know; every
one is talking about my good fortune.
Mrs. Belmar is old Paul Marat's only
child"
"WhatW ...
"Miss Clcmentine Marat. She brings
me nearly $4,000, 900 in money and real
estate and a heart beyond all price
"low on earth did you meet her p
"Shc was travelling with Mr.. aud Mrs.
Selden--you know John Selden, She
has lived with Mrs. Selden ever since she
left school they were friends when they
were girls together"
Clevc gathered up his reins, and nod
ding to Mr. Frank Belmar, drove ut u
Unable rate Dp the Avenue and through
the Park. He could not trust himself
to speak to any one, and when he did,
the remarl which he made to himself