Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1880-10-23
Uncle Versus Nephew.

Liz UCiiC VI Tic SCdSphS at az
lantic City, this year, was Adri-
enneiVail.
A dark-eyed beauty, with one
of those rich, wine-warm COM
plexions that oremind one OF
Egyptian Cleopatra, lovely red
lips, and viii e arms, sparkling
with cordons of precious stones,
and bands of dead-gold; and in
the purple light of the setting sun,
as she sat there in Mayor Braba-
zen's barouche, with the foam
fringes on one side, and the yell
low sands on the other, she was
as beautiful as dream.
Nor was she unobserved by the
stream of gay promenaders along
the shore.
"It's a forgone conclusion,"
said one old Doctor Pounce.
"She III marry BrabaZon, Of
course" said Mrs. Alleyne.
"She'll marry the richest man
who presents himself, no matter
who he is," observed Captain Da-
gon, spitefully.
"The BrabaZons are wealthy
family" remarked DIR. Pounce.
"Not that this fellow has much
of his own, but his uncle, Barney
Brabazon, is the richest planter in
Louisiana, without chick or child
to inherit his wealth."
"You may depend upon it, Miss
Nail has taken all that into con-
sideration," said Mrs. Alleyne,
with the quiet malice which one
woman often exhibits in speak
ing of another. "She's the most
mercenary creature on the face of
the GLOBE
Mrs. AlIeyne had spoken, If
vindictively, still truly. Adri-
enne Vail, with her angel-face and
voice of loW-toned music was
rather inclined to view mankind
through the dollar and cent me-
dunn.
Her face was her fortune. She
had been educated by scheming
mother, who, herself, pinched and
cramped by perpetual want, had
resolved that Adrienne should
bring her radient beauty TO the
best possible market, and thus re-
deem the low estate of the family
fortunes.
Adrienne's girlhood had not
been like that of other children;
she had tasted poverty, and been
trained in the belief that happi-
ness could only be attained by
means of a golden spell.
"You must marry, and you
must marry rich,' was the pre-
cept which her mother was per-
petually DINING into her ears
nor was she likely to forget the
battle cry, now that she was on
the actual field OF action.
''And / SUPPOSE" said Mrs. AL
leyne, biting her lips as she saw
her own rcd haired, sandy COM
plexionri daughter walking with
out an escort on the beach, BRA
bacon is really fool enough to be-
lieve that she really loves him for
himself"
Yes, Brabazon was just such a
fool. He was madly ia love with
the beautiful brunette-he was in
a paradise of bliss as long as she
sat by his side and smiled on him
with those wonderful eyes of hers
and he firmly believed that,
with the magnetism of true love,
she shared his every emotion.
They were engaged-that is,
subject to old Barnabas Braba-
zon's approval, for Adrienne knew
that her young sutton had no pa
trimony of his own, and she had
no mind to risk love in a cottage
even for the sake of the handsome
Allan Brabazon.
He stands in a fathers place
to you, Allan" she said, land
my standard Of filial duty is
high"
"He cannot help admiring you
when he comes,' declared Allan,
who had already written to his
uncle on the subject.
Old Barnabas arrived at last
yellow-skinned, bilious looking
man, with iron gray hair, rumpled
in crest on the top Of his head,
and pair of black eyes that glow
ed like Goals Of fire beneath his
shaggy penthouse brows.
His dress was course brown
tweed; his boots thick; his hat a
tapping Panama. which half con-
pealp6 his hunt faatureS Rut his