The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1879-07-07

i am over head and ears inl debt: also; and
AZ f.yex uncle, he will give me no money
and don't you nee how the thing IS Z 49,
~. Not exactly. Now, what am II to do
Tell me plainly. ~ q
.Well, / shall write you q letter to.mor-
row-a real, old fashioned Sif-C Charles
Grandson letter-and ask your permission,
ETC.. etc., to pay my devoted duty, ETC., etc.,
to you. And | shall show this letter to un-
Gle, and get bis suggestions and approba.
tion.v IS So. ZEE:
If Il Yes; and then lam To- 80. Il. s
.tTo answer II, Just in your loftiest style,
Miss Haywood. II you say Anew words q
little down on the Lakes, I don't mind II at
all, and 1t will finish the matter. VI course,
I shall be cut up, and all that. II my poor
Dion was here ,he would lind some clever
way out OF The scrape but 1 can never
think OF anything but Just going to head
quarters, as I.baye come to you"
cit Is the best way. A straight. line IS
Just as good in love aAa geometry"
Then the affair was talked over, and Mar
gerry brought all her woman's tact ana deh-
cacy TO its arrangement. Things were
planned so as to- proceed more lelsureiy !,
for the climax, instead OF coming the next
day. az Harry proposed, was' indefinitely
nut of. But NJ lr gerry thought herself well
paid for her complaIsance, Tor IN very
short time Harry knew as well as possible
fte true state OF her heart, and many,a pre-
cious bit of news be brought her concern
ing Dion, and one day he managed to Tor
Get photograph Of him, and never after
ward to remember its loss.
4 So. with this fresh interest in life, time
did not seem 80 heavy to poor Margery.
She had Di0n's pictured face, and every
now and then a few words OF Information
about him, or else a long talk with harry
concerning the manifold perfections OF one
so dearto both.
But though ehe final letter was delayed as
long as possible, Uncle Lake, at last got Inn.
patient. "Harry bad spent part OF every
CAV at Haywood for four months; II boys
and girls did not know their own minds in
that time they never would" So the OLD
gentleman wrote the proposal himself,
Stated frankly what lands and money he IN
tended to give Harry, and solicited Tor the
Young man the hand OF his fair neighbor.
The answer had been carefully prepared
by the two young people. 1t was exquisite:
" polite, but yet it contrived to hit delicate
~ several points on which Uncle Lake was
very senyitiYe; and, in fine, it absolutely
declined any alliance with his house.
The effect was better than they had dared
to hope. Uncle Lake was greatly offended,
and for Margery's sake recalled the very
worst OF the stereotyped filings at women
and wOmen's ways so generally familiar TO
bachelors, young and old.
"Howeyer, he was very sorry for me,
Margery," said Harry, one day, week
afterward, "and be has shown it III way
that thoroughly appreciate"
"a check?" -....
eyes, for ten thousand dollars"
"Did you pine much, Harry 2" .
"No, I could not manage it; and, do you
know. that pleased uncle, He praised my
spirited behavior, and said that was just the
way be took saucy woman's" No" thirty
years ago; and then he gave me the cheek
and told me to go to Paris for season."
land you go, snppose?"
"Just as soon as the dearest little girl is
ready to go with me-"
"Will you have enough, after paying
your debts?"
II shall naturally consider my wfe's
comfort before my creditors"
ooh, Harry Harry !"
"Well, Margery, never could keep out
of debt and out OF love. The men trade
With and the girl love always have lien
on me-" -.
After Harry left, letters were long de-
layed. Addresses were lost or changed,
and week after week and month after
month passed without bringing any word
from Dion, about whom he had promised
to write. In the third summer Margery
was so lonely that she determined to join
some friends in European trip; for she
was sure by this time that Dion had quite
forgotten her.
So she wandered all summer in the sum
uicst places of the earth, and was so CHARM
ed and happy that she really believed her
love and her regrets were buried deeper
than any memory could reach for them. In
fact, she had another loyer-an estimable.
learned. young clergymln-a very apostle
in the standing. collar and sinsle-brcasted
coat OF the nineteenth century. That lie
was in every respect the antipodes Of Dion
was, she thought, an advantage. Plain,
pious lovers might turn out better than the
lay and handsome ones. ....... ..r...
She was sitting one lovely afternoon on
the top Of Richmond Hill, with Il letter from
him in her hands. That she was in no hurry
to open it was not remarkable; the pano-
rama Of natural beauty before her and the
gay succession OF lovely women and splen-
did equipages sufficiently amused and inter-
ested her.
But as she sat musinS, with the unopened
letter in her hands, some one suddenly stood
between her and the sunshine. She looked
I'D, and instantly put out her two hands
with joyful cry to Dion.
go, Margery Margery Margery! 0,
my own love! my dear love! my durling!"
while, in minor undertonc, Margery was
sobbing: dion Dion! Dion! You have
nearly killed mel How could you, Dion ?
You don't know that you have nearly
broken my heart. Yes, you have, sir"
And there upon the ground lay the Reeve
rend Cyril's letter, and Nlarsery stepped
right on it, and never saw anything again
in all that marvellous landscape but just one
beautiful face.
Then there was such an explanation to be
gone through that at 10 O'Clock that night
they had only got as far az their unfortunate
partipg. And this seemed to remind Dion
OF something, for. be said: "Oh,. Margery
darling, ! am afraid I must tell you the
same old story. I have worked very bard,
and all that, but am still in debt" ~
mo, YOU are not. I have something to
tell. YOU, also. Aunt Haywood LETT you all
her money, provided you claimed it within
five years after her death; il not, it was to
be mine." - - :. 20
lit will still be yours, Margery."
"No, I do not want both you and the
money; have enough OF my own" @s
"Then shall get out Of debt at last.'' u"
Ono, you will not, sir. You owe me the
price Of three years OF my life. You will
never be out Of my debt, and you will never
be out OF my love-"
"I don't want to, sweet Margerv; and
theu Whn are deem, In love can afford to