The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1879-04-17
ROT ENTIRELY HEARTLESS
BY C. O. GODFREY.

IS, IL was no WOnuef tn6t iONcIs Withous
md should seek to win her hand, If not her |
,eart. Often after she refused, and when |
he at last accepted Dan jackson, surprise |
would be but family expressing the state |
,f her friends feelings.
Mr. jackson was not wealthy, not par
.icularly brilliant, and only Passably good |
looking, and great many did not believe
Il would end in an orange wreath and
Julia would fling him
pyer At the last monent-until the cere-
mony was actually performed, and Julia
became Mrs. Dan jackson.
To be sure the bride did not look like
young lady very violently in love, but then
why had she married if not for the divine
Il was more than q nine days
wonder, but no reasonable solution Of the
mystery could be arrived at, and Mr.. and
Mrs. jackson were apparently as happy as
the majority of those who embark upon
the oftimes treacherous sea of matrimony.
So four years rolled away, and then Mr..
Jackson calmly made his departure from
this vale of fraudulent insurance compa-
nies, and respectable, but-want-to-specu-
ith-nther-people'smo bank presi-
dents, to that bourne where, let us nope,
preachers goeth not. His
young widow wore mourning the
proper period, and then again entered So
ciety.
Regardless of Mr. Wcller's very sage
ad vice. lovers were more numerous than
ever: but to all Julia returned the same
answer: "She would never marry again"
And. as three years went by, and she was
still = widow. It looked as If she meant to
keep her resolve. This started people to
again. Did you ever notice
how prone the majority of people are to
wonder, at other peoples affairs y Could
Mrs. jackson really have loved her hus-
band after allg 1t had every appearance
Of being so, surely. That's my opinion
of the matter" said Jones Nelson to his
friend Henry Clifford. They were seated
on the veranda of Mrs. Alden's handsome
residence, cooling themselves after the
last waltz. Now, Henry Clifford had left
his native place some eight years before,
and had Just returned, and was being re-
galed by his friend with the latest gossip.
al have no doubt but what she did,
Clifford answered, with scarcely per-
ccptible tinge Of bitterness in his voice.
"By the way, Henry, did you know that
I had suspicion that you were badly
gone in that quarter just before your de-
parture for Euoper -,
aIs How absurd! NV dear boy, l will
never marry or fall in love, but If do, it
viii be with woman possessing a heart,
not a cold coquette like Julia Hayden, or,
rather Mrs. jackson"
at would be useless to try in that quar-
ter; she has determined 10 remain wild
ow," Nelson continued.
'Perhaps she does" was the rather
skeptical answer; "but let a wealthy
enough man come along, and then see"
Shortly after, when the beautiful widow
was uttering some common expression OF
welcome at his return, Henry Clifford felt
A. n = -. Of oh had nnf
entirely stffled the old love that had once
burnt so fiercely for this woman And
shee 1t was impossible to tell what her
thoughts were from her countenance; that
was as impossible and unreliable as
mask.
They met often in society, and Clifford
began 70 realize that he was more madly
in love than ever. 1t is but justice him to
say he endeavored to crush this growing
madness, as he termed it, butt was useless,
And at last it came out. II happened in
this way.
|picnic party, and somehow they had wan
1ered of from the crowd until they found
themselves in beautiful dell. Seating
themselves beneath the shade of an oak
tree, they spoke on commonplace topics
fOr awhile, and then the conversation Ian
guisked. Suddenly Henry said:
Mrs Jackson. have q short story to
tell you, will you hear itr' -
Certainly" she answered coolly.
After moments pause, Henry began:
"Some eight years since young mar
did what thousands of youRg men are do
ing every day-he fell in love, and for 9
time fondly Imagined that his love was re
turned Both parties were wealthy, bott
moved in the highest circles, and the pros
poets Of happy marriage were favorable
but the young lady was coquettish and the
young man jealously inclined. and the con
sequence was they had words and the gir
broke the engagement saying she was GLAD
of it, as she had never loved her betrothed
He left his native town, and she-married
"After eight years of wandering he re
turns with the old love intensified ant
finds her widow. And now, Julia" hi,
voice vibrating with his passionate love
"he again tells this woman of his love, an(
asks her to be his wife"
Very pale was the widows countenancc
| but very cold and steady her voice as sh'
answers:
II ann surprised at Mr. Clifford's offer
| ing his heart and hand to q cold coquettc,
q woman without: a heart, and although
| he may possess fair share of this worlds
goods he is not rich enough, and she
therefore begs to decline the offer of hi
hand and heart"
"Julia, for Gods sake do not allow ,
i few hasty words spoken on the impulse o
the moment to wreck my life's happiness
I love you, and have loved you for years
Can YOU not return that love! l know
was not wholly Indifferent to you in thos,
old days. Will you not at least bid m'
hopey The mans voice was trembling
with the agony oil suppressed passion, ant
his eyes were bent entreatingiy upon tn
fair face before him.
II am sorry. Mr.. Clifford, but my an
sweI must still be the same"
Not another word was said, and in 81
lence the two rejoined the party. Tha
night, In the privacy of her own room, Jul
liza jackson, with ciasped hands and
heart racked with agony, was crying; M.
love, my love! Why did L allow my pIld