The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1879-07-18
From The Argosy.
EDWIN AND ANGELINA.
A TRUE STORY.

EDWIN AND ANGELINA.
A TRUE STORY.
Considering that he really loyed her
he had pehapS been rather long in max.
ing up his mind but, then, it must be
allowed he had an unusual number OF
temptations to remain single. His home
was a very comfortable one He was idol.
lied by his mother, looked up to and
made much of by his brothers and sis
tiers, had his own suite of rooms, and ev.
thing about him so perfect, what wonder
that he was in no great hurry? Though
he had always meant to marry some
time, of course; to have nice home of
his own; and he had always meant to
marry the one the world held most dear
to him the girl who had been his baby
companion and youthful sweetheart.
| Though no word of love had been
spoken between them since he used To
walk home from school with her, when
she was but fifteen and he barely twenty
they had not ceased to regard each other
with tender feelings; yet for the last five
years he might have married any time
so to speak having been sufficiently "well
| off," He had somehow not done so
There had always seemed plenty of time
she was always the same to him. He had
almost uncOnsciously, half feared that il
he married he might find himself, com
paratively speaking, in poor circumstan-
ces. He had, invOluntarily, pictured
himself as unable to dress so carefully
and mOdishly as now; as having to deny
himself good wines, good cigars, cabs
and various other things-smaIl, perhaps
in themselves, but mounting up in the
year. Now, however, there was no ne.
cessity to go into such trifles; he had
saved largely during the last few years
and at thirty-five yenrs of age had de
termined to marry at once. 1t was not
worthless offer he would have to make
his Angelina. So far as he was con.
cerned, he might without vanity cOnsid
er himself good looking, and a favorite
with society; more deservedly SO, per.
haps, than half the men of his acquain.
lance; for besides pleasing manner, he
had a fine tenor voice, and sang well
and last, though far from least, he was a
tast-rising literary man had long since
been recognized as a writer of no mean
merit, and was making his way accord.
ingly. In literary circles, by a certain
class, he Gwas welcomed with delight,
| and by all with respect and a certain
amount of admiration.
Reflections more or less like this ran
through his mind on this his thirty fifth
birthday, as he rolled luXuriously home
from chambers, in a hanson, smoking a
choice cigar. And having taken this not
altogether unsatisfactory inventory of
himself, his thoughts turned to her, his
darling. There was no one like. her in
the world. She had not, perhaps, a hand
some face, but surely it was beautiful, so
pure and lofty with its sweet gray eyes.
Then her dear little white hands, always
so busy-how many thousand times he
had pictured them at work by his fire
side, how many thousand times he had
pictured those soft eyes Frightening up
at his return at night None but him
self knew how near he had been, many a
time and oft, dong the deed Sometimes
when spending evenings with 1.-The girls
at his mothers house, she would look so
bewitchilg in her plain dress, generally
black silk, with lace collar and cuffs,
that he could not help noticing how diff
ferent she was from other women, and a
sudden longing would some TO make her
his own. Sometimes when she sang lit
| tie simple songs, in VOICE and with a
manner, that would have almost drawn
tears from a stone, the words had almost
trembled on his lips, but upon the whole
1t had been better to wait until his had
fame to- offer her as well as love.
He would ask her tomorrow to share
with him all he had made of q name, and
he felt how happy he would be able to
make her, and it would he q grateful
change for her, poor girl. Her life had
been bit hard since her fathers death,
when she took to daily teaching to help
to keep up their home. They were not
poor, exactly: MOI theylhad a very pref
ty, coZy little house, but there were a
Gle
growing UP, and Angelina would not be
burden ia any way upon her mother
| she would rather add her mite to the
general store, than take anything from
it. Thus 1t came to pass that for the
last five years she had taught daily, and
| the man who was now about to make her
his wife loved and honored her for it
from the bottom of his heart. He dis
missed his cab at the corner of the square
His mother had sOiree in honor Of the
birthday, and he would slip in unnOticed
and have time to dress.
just as the cab rolled off, a friendly
hand was laid upon his shoulder and a
friendly voice saluted him-that OF an
old Oxford chum. They had been very
intimate at college, and the friendship
had never been allowed to fall through.
$50 glad to see you, old bOyi Just been
to your place, and hearing yoH were out,
was coming away disconsOlate. / want
you to come down to me IN September.
Now don't say no: you'll forget how to
handle gun, you know, if you know, if
you go on like this. Two years since
you honored my preserves, and on your
own showing you've honOred no one
else's. Do come, there's dear fellow
I've three or four of your set coming and
at least dozen dying to be introduced
to you, to say nothing of the ladies, sew
eral of whom are lion hunters
The answer game after a moments
like gill: -
We'll, Frank, should really be de-
lighted to accept your Invitation, but ]
am afraid tit would he Impossible this
Eyear.'' Al =
"You don't mean to say you're think
ing of marrying you have rather gull
ty appearance"
Our friend Edwin (who was, we know
not only thinking of marrying, but had
arrived at the full determination of doing
so without delay, and had actually chos
en- that month, in his heart, for his hon
e eyG1 laughed q little, and owned the
to marry, hut he hoped that need moi
part old friends like them.
"Oh! well, it was very bad hearing
an awful pity" ETC., etc almost as
great blow as if some one had told me
l was to be married Immediately my.
self''
After some more light taIk, the friends
parted-FFank to the thinner at his club
where he informed some kindred spirits
that another good man had gone wrong,
and Edwin to the home where his hand
some face and graceful figure were wei
coined gladly by other gentle hearts thar
those of his mother and sisters.
4 II.
On the evening following the event:
recorded In our last chapter, our friend
Edwin bent his steps towards the home
of his lady-lOve. He was always vel
come there; they all liEed him, :and n
many q pleasant little musical evening
L his Itch 10ice had played eonspicuou.
part. On this particular night, however
he does not care to see any of the others
he wants only his Angelina, 10 make
fully known TO her all his love, and Il
rest at last in the warm sunshine of tina
sweet smile which is for the future to il
lumil.e every day of all his life. For
time seems to favor him, Lima" and he
mother are for once quite alone. TIL.
young people have gone to the theater
Lima was little overtired, and preferreC