Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1880-11-06

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Panama, which half concealed his blunt
features. But his linen was exquisitely
fine, buttoned with diamond sparks, and
on his finger he wore an emerald ring
which represented almost the value OF q
kings ransom.
"Wellp" quoth old Barnabas, fixing
an inouiring eye on his nephew.
"Uncle," cried the young man, en-
Enthusiastically, she is an ANGEL"
"I'll have n look at her before / make
up my mind on the subject" said Uncle
Barnaoas!
lie was taken to call on Miss Vail,
and like most other gentlemen he "went
down at the first sparkle of her liquid,
dark eyes.
SPY Jupiter, Allan, you're right?'
said Uncle Barnabas. "She's the pref
tiest girl l ever saw in my life"
So the gay season went on. The
clash of the viols, cornets and trombones
made musical answer to the diapason OF
the waves; grim old dowagers played
cards; battered beaux smoked their
cigars and strove to rejuvenate them
selves once more in the fragrance of the
sea-air; pretty girls flirted; handsome
cavaliers held fans and bouquets, and
newspaper correspondents invented all
sorts of fact for the New York and
Philadelphia daily press. And as time
went by, a rumor gained credence, to
the effect that Uncle Barnabas Brabazon
was ousting his nephew from the affec-
tions of the beautiful Miss Vail.
"Therem said Mrs. Vail, her witch
like countenance assuming radiant ex-
preston. Here it is in black and
white. An offer OF marriage! My dear,
you'll be the richest woman south OF
Mason and Dixon's line"
Adrienne, in a lovely dishabille OF
white cashmere and. rose-pink ribbons,
sat looking at the letter, with some
thing OF dismay upon her countenance.
"Write and accept HIM at once"
urged Mrs. Vail.
"What! that old man?
cod manw screamed Mrs. Vail.
"The richest planter in Louisiana!
| Why, child, every diamond that he
wears is fortune in itself"
But I don't love him." pleaded Ad-
rienne, in a low voice.
"Love-bah!" screeched the old lady,
"what does love amount tor A little
sugar and honey. few sweetmeats, and
starvation fer the rest of your life. /
made love-matcll-and sees what a
drudging career mine has been. Adri-
enne don't ba fool! You will never
have such another chance rs this"
Still Adrienne hesitated.
Mamma" she said, Il am engaged
to Allan, and--I love him. And / will
be his wifew
"But, child, don't you see what ruin
that will bring upon usP" breathlessly
cried Mrs. Vail. "Allan hasn't penny
OF his own, and if he offends his
uncle"
"He cau work for living, mamma,
like ctaer men,"
Work--work for q living" snarled
the old lady, displaying a set of yellow
teeth that would have done credit to a
hyena. "And you live in q flat, and do
up your own laccs in the wash-bowl to
save the laundress' bill. and turn your
own silk dresses, and darn your hus-
bands stockings, to tighten the expenses
you, that have the chance to button
your gown with diamonds, and live in a
paiacem
Mamma" cried AGrienne, "what
would life in palace be worth without
the man you lovoP won't marry old
Mr.. nribazon, and | will marry Allan,
if have TO live in barracks with him,
or ride around the world in a baggage
wagonw
And this was the end of Miss Wallis
"mercenary' career. Size wrote reso-
lutte little note to Mr.. Brabazon, while
her mother indulged in good, old
fashioned 1T of Mysteries. The note was
| wordod as follows:
81 like you very much, but l loved
Allan long before ever saw you, and l
don't think can be happy with any one
but Allan; so, if you please, Mr.. Braba-
zon, must decline your kind offer. And
pray-pray, don't be any more angry
with me than you can help"
Mr.. Brabazon read the little, tear
stained note, and folding it grimly up
went across to the hotel where his
| ,,aDhoXU Tuaa atoying
"Well, lad," said he, 81 have offered
myself-myself, mind, the richest man
in Louisiana-.to Adrienne Vail"
"Uncle"
Allan started to his feet, turning alter
nately red and pale.
"And she has refused mel"
The young man was deadly white
now. He scarcely knew what he had
feared or hoped-he only felt the intense
reliefof knowing that Adrienne was still
true to him. r
"My own true love-" he muttered, be-
tween his teeth; "my little dark-eyed
jewell If she bad played me false. uncle,
believe should have been tempted to
commit suicide!"
"Umph-umphf' grunted Uncle Bar
ney. "Love--lovem How these young
people talk! And what, may venture
to ask, do you expect to live onP"
:" can work. Uncle Barney, for her
sake, J" said Allan, bravely.
every WELL" said Uncle Barney.
sSI .ot'e on and tell herso.n