Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1879-11-06
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A LITTLE FOOL.

spectability demand of you. Ii you must
marry and make fool of yourself, why
not marry Col. Powell?
Because | do not like COL Powell, and
because | like some one else, Aunt Ethel. "
81 never heard Of such a thing. Do
you know what you are saying, miss
Such talk, can tell you. is highly I'M
proper; and as for not liking Colonel
Powell, that is nonsense. Colonel Powell
has everything necessary to win any won.
ans approbation-very old family, very
fine manners, elegant residence, carriage,
Toney, and member of Congress be-
sides. Don't you know that you would
spend the winters in Washington"
81 declare, 1t does not tempt me a bit. "
And | don't believe he is a day more
than fifty"
''He Is sevcnty.fve if he is an hour,
and he hobbies and coughs, and is alto
gether dreadful. 81 never, never, never
will marry him."
MAY | ask who, then, is to have the
honor Of becoming my nephew?" and Miss
Ethel sat stlfly down, and began to care.
fully rearrange the pink satin bows on her
white morning dress.
ElOise sat down opposite to her, and
fingered neryously the roSe.buds and ivy
leaves that trimmed her garden hat. The
two women were strangely alike, only
one face was forty years old, white, and
proud; and the other was only twenty,
flushing and paling, and answering every
feeling OF the heart.
For some moments Elose did not speak,
and Miss Ethel Bruce did not urge her.
She sat patiently looking in her neice's s
face, until the young lady, finding cour.
age in her desperation, said, with blank
defiance, "the gentleman who is TO have
that honor, dear aunt, Is Mr.. Harry Tor
rens."
"Oh yes, would"
"DO you know who he is?"
"IIe is-Harry."
ridiculous! Do you know who his ia,
ther is?"
mo, | don't want to know him partic.
ularly. Do you know him, Aunt Ethel?"
"No; | dare say it would be very i'm
proper for me to know such person.
When we first met him last summer in
the North, don { remember that he ever
named his family"
Nor l."
THAT looks very bad, Eloise. If a man
has respectable relations, of course he
talks about them"
81 don't see that it makes any great
difference to me. | do not care much
about them anyway. Once he told me
that his mother was dead, and | told him
mine was too, and Of course we felt sorry
for each other, and all that. But am
afraid am little jealous about Harry;
| would just as lief be the only person in
the world who had any right to love him
as not.
"You make me feel hopeless about you.
Pray what do you intend to live upon?"
Harry has two thousand a year"
1.-TWO thousand dollars year! What
magnificent income!"
Don't make fun of us, aunt; can not
allow that indeed can not We love
each other, and shall be very happy"
Doubtless, May | ask where Mr.. Tor.
rens is employ yedP"
sin West & Green's law Office"
81 thought he lived in New York.
What brought him here!"
"How should L know?" said Eloise,
blushing and involuntarily dropping her
voice.
Her aunt watched her curiously, and
shook her head for answer. "Where have
you seen him-for | hope you have not
dared to bring him within the precincts oi
Bruce Place"
"lIe has never touched paling Of it,
met him at aunt Kezia's; and | am sure
she would have let cousin Lizzie marry
him very willingly. She thinks a great
deal of Harry"
"Lizzie Bruce is different. She ha,
FIVE little sisters, and my brother Jake al
ways spends twenty out Of an income o.
nineteen. You have expectations-or al
least had. | always intended, if you re
mained unmarried, to leave you the Bruce
Place"
"Dear aunt, thank you for the intcn.
ton; but | would rather have Harry.
have a little bit OF money of my own
have | not2"
"About four thousand dollars; JUS
enough to buy your wedding things, anC
marry you decently. For though you are
going to make such a fool OF yourself,
shall not show the white feather about it
| must pretend to be happy when | an
wretched, and receive congratulation,
that will nearly choke me; but such trials
are part and parcel of woman's lot;
dare say | shall get creditably through
them"
Miss Ethel rose with proud air, bu
a pitifully sad face, and attempted t
leave the room, but Eloise, with gentle
force and many tender kisses, made hel
sit down again.
"Auntie," said she coaxingly, "yor
have asked me good many questions
and have answered them truly; now
am going to ask you some; and know
you will be fair with me about them
First, were you ever in lovep"
Half smiling and halt signing, Mis-
Ethel sat thinking over the bold question
At length she answered slowly, and with
great deal OF pathos in her voice. "Yes
Koise; | once loved as do not think yor
have the power to love. 1t is twenty-five
years ago."
"Will you tell me all about itP"
81 can not. Yes-I will try; perhaps
| It may show you what waste of life it is
Wait here u few moments.
She then left the room. but soon return
cd with little tortoise.shell box in he
hand. 1t opened with spring, anc
showed few yellow letters, a bunch o
withered violets, and the half of a golC
ring. She lifted the letters and said:
"This is part Of his dead mothers wed
ding ring, we broke it in two, and swor
soemnly over II TO be faithful TO the prom
'vas we had made 10 each other. Then h
Nlsd Away from me, and ! never hear,