The Newtown bee., 1879-01-28

| pIOuCndCG HUI bO uO9AGO dI ybIluR III Ii, Chesney's behavior beyond ordinary mother Hungerford was more sober and SC late than usual, so asked.
 Are you not well, grandma, dear ?''
 "Quite well, was the reply, ssbut I think we had better return to the hotel"
 That was She end of our fishing, for Graadmother H4ngerford's wish was most always command, SC wo had nothing to do but to obey.
 Kate, said my grandmother, as she was about retiring for the night, ss wish you would come to my room; I want to speak to you
 Certainly" said, and rose to fol- low her.
 "Not you, Alice," who had risen also, :" I want to see Kate alone.'
 "What could she want with me ?'' T thought; yet my heart told me, and full of conflicting emotions, I entered the room with her.
 My dear," said my grandmother, seating herself and smoothing her dress, as was her won't when she he'd anything important to communicate, 'I wish to tell you the story of friend of mine. D
 s' A story p I exclaimed, jumping up, somewhat relieved, for I expected 8 lecture. '' Then by all means let us have Alice here.
 e'slt down again, Kate; this story is 1 for your ears alone"
 saw by the gravity with which this was said, that it was no common story to be told, so wonderingly resumed my seat.
 1 leaving little sigh, and brushing away a tear, my grandmother com menced !:
 ''The story that I am about to tell you has not been told for forty years, and would not tell it now, did I not think that circumstances demand it.
 Forty years why, what long time agoi"
 Yes, it it is long time." and my l grandmother sadly shook her head, "but long as if is, was then acquaint- ed with young girl. whom will call
 "Then it is not real story, grand maP'
 e If you mean true story, it is. But shall disguise the names" A true story with the name disguisedi My curiosity was piqued, and deter l mined to find out the real actors in 1t, If NOuids bClhilIC dl1 CRISs
 People called Marion beautiful; be that as it may, she was 8 good girl, of that I am sure, though somewhat thoughtless and giddy. At last she was married, and none loved her husband more than she.
 "And why shouldn't she love her husband" interpolated. Motioning me to silence by a wave of her hand, my grandmother continued
 "After two years of welded happi- ness, business called her husband away. and Marion was sent to spend the sum- mer with an old friend of hers on Wash ington heights. '
 Here was parallel case to my own. so listened, if possible. the more in- tcntly.
 New York in those days was not the city it now IS, and journey to Wash- ington heights involved as much prepar- ation as a trip to Lake George does now So, after taking an affectionate leave of her husband, Marion was bumped along in numbering old etage-coach to the residence of Mrs. Van Dusen. Clara Van Dusen, who had been one of Marion's bridesmaids, received her with open arms, and, perhaps, 1t would be difficult to say who was the happier of the two. The first evening was spent as is usual in such cases when two young girls meet-for indeed they were nothing else-after a long separation. Clara showed Marion all her new dresses and knick- k-knacks, and Marion unpacked her trunks for the edifcation of Clara"
 "The next morning, Clara, on entering Marion's room to announce breakfast, said, carelessly: sOh, Marion, forgot to tell you last night that Mr. Clarence Arlington IS staying here. He is the son of an old frieod of my fathers. I have been plaguing him about you, and have told him he mustn't lose his heart. What nonsense,' Marion answered, laughing; a man doesn't lose his heart to a married woman. ,
 My heart beat violently.
 Nothing more was said on the sub- jec5; but at the breakfast table Marion was introduced to Mir. Clarence Airing ton by Clara, who simply said, while roguish twinkle beamed in her eyes: This is my dear friend, Mr. Arlington, Marion Orme. All women like admira- tion, and Marion could see before the meal was finished that MT. Arlington admired her. He paid her the most de- voted attention, and before week was over he became her most constant att tendant.n
 "So like, so like, I thought.
 MT. Arlington was to leave few days after Marion's arrival, but on one pretext or another he prolonged hls stay. To do Marion justice, it must be said that she did not court his attentions; but they were rendered so gracefully, and with such an air of polite deferencc, that she thought no possible harm of receiving them. Clara would often joke Marion upon MT. Arlington's devotion, as she called it; but with some light hearted jest Marion would parry the thrust, and continue receiving the hon. age of her admirer.'
 My grandmother paused. I had upon me, yet begged her to continue
 The end of Marion's visit was drawing nigh, and she casually told MT. Arlington so. That very day, as she was sitting in the library alone, Mr. Arlington entered, and-as was the cua- tom in those days-thre himself upon his knees, and declared his love for her.
 Poor man, poor man P was all that ] could say, while the tears began to well in my eyes.
 z Yes, poor indeed, said my grand mother, and resumed her story.
 s You forget yourself, said Marion, rising, knowing in her own heart that she had gone too far; how dare you ad- dress such words to married woman. ! Married F and he started back as though Marion had struck him blow. Yes, sir, married, and she looked de- fiantly at him. Mir. Arlington stood as one suddenly beroft of his senses; then passing his hand over his face, as if re- calling some lost thought, said: So fair, and yet so cruel; 'tis better as 1t is; she can have no heart. Mir. Arling ton, said Marion, if by any action of Yninn II hauA IAd rn1 fn a11n,,nno thak.