The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1880-01-22

gossip, she said, Z" You will miss Mr..
Smith very much at your receptions,
and brother Sam says he is to be away
two years"
j" So long?" asked Eleanor, with per-
feet calmness.
"I believe so. I thought the move
very sudden, but Sam says he has been
talking about the trip for six months" :"
Really!-Alice dear, won't you
bring that piece of Burslam pottery for
Mrs. Hollis to look atP''
So the wonderful cup and saucer were
brought, and they caused a diversion
so complete that Mr.. Smith and his &C.
centric move were not named again
during the visit. Nor, indeed, much
after It. "What is the use of discuss
ing a hopelessly disagreeable subjectP"
said Eleanor to Alice's first offer of
sympathy. To tell the truth, the mere
mention of the subject made her cross,
for young women of the finest fortunes
do not necessarily possess the finest
tempers.
Carols next visit was looked for
with good deal of interest. Natur-
ally it was thought that he would know
all about his friends singular conduct.
But he professed to be as much puzzled
as Alice: He supposed it was some
thing about Mrs. Bethune; he had al
ways told Smith not to take pretty.
rich woman like her into his calcula-
tions. For his part, if he had been de-
sirous of marrying an heiress, and felt
that he had gift that way, he should
have looked out rich German girl; !;
they had less nonsense about them,"
etc.
That was how the affair ended as far
as Eleanor was concerned. OF course
she suffered, but she was not of that
generation of women who parade their
suffering. Beautiful and self-respect-
ing, she was, above all, endowed with
physical self-control. Even Alice was
spared the hysterical sobbings and
Paintings and other signs of pathology
cal distress common to weak women.
| Perhaps she was more silent and
more irritable than usual, but Eleanor
Bethune's heart-ache for love never led
her to the smallest social impropriety.
Whatever she suffered she did not re-
fnse the proper mixture of colors in her
hat, or neglect her 1.-THE of the mint,
anise, and cumin due to her position.
| Eleanor's reticence, however, had
this good effect-it compelled Alice to
talk Smiths singular behavior over
with Carol; and somehow, in discuss
ing Smith, they got to understand each
other; SO that, after all, it was Alice's
and not Eleanor's bridal shopping that
was to do. And there is something
very assuaging to grief in this occupa-
ton. Before it was completed, Eleanor
had quite recovered her placid, sun
shiny temper.
Consolation, thy name is satin and
lacew said Alice, thankfully, to her
self, as she saw Eleanor so tired and
happy about the wedding finery.
At first Alice had been quite sure
that she would go to Paris, and no
where else; but Eleanor noticed that in
less than a week Carols influence was
paramount. "We have got a better
idea, Eleanor-quite a novel one," she
said. one morning. "We are going to
make our bridal trip in Carols yachtw
Whose idea is thatp'
Carols, and mine too, of course.
Carol says it is the jolliest life. You
leave all your cares and your bills on
shore behind you. You issue your own
sailing orders, and sail away into space
with an easy conscience"
European tripP"
Il
nicer. Think of the nuisance of ticket
offices, and waiting and second
class hotels, and troublesome letters
greeable paragraphs in the newspa-
pers. think Carols idea is splendid. :"
So the marriage took place at the
end of the season, and Alice and Car
rol sailed happily away into the un-
known. Eleanor was at q loss what to
do with herself. She wanted to go to
Europe; but Mr.. Smith had gone there,
and she felt sure that some unlucky ac-
cident would throw them together. 1t
was not her nature to court embarrass-
ments; SO Europe was out of the ques-
ton.
While she was hesitating she called
one day on Celeste Reid-a beautiful
| girl who had been a great belle, but
was now a confirmed invalid. 81 am
going to try the air of Colorado, Mrs.
Bethune," she said "Papa has heard
wonderful stories about it. Come with
our party. We shall have special car,
and the trip will at least have the charm
of novelty"
"And love the mountains, Celeste.
l will join you with pleasure. 1 was
dreading the old routine in the old
places; but this will be delightful"
Thus it happened that one evening
in the following August Mrs. Bethune
found herself slowly strolling down the
principal street in Denver. 1t was a
splendid sunset, and in its glory the
Rocky Mountains rose like Titania pal
aces built of amethyst, gold, and silver.
Suddenly the look of intense pleasure
on her face was changed for one OF
wonder and annoyance. 1t had become
her duty in a moment to do a very dis.
agreeable thing; but duty was a kind
of religion to Eleanor Bethune; she
never thought of shirking it.
So she Immediately inquired her way
to the telegraph office, and even quick
ened her steps into as fast walk as
she ever permitted herself. The mes
sage she had to send was a peculiar
and not pleasant one. At first she
thought it would hardly be possible for
her to frame it in such words as she
would care to dictate to strangers; but
she finally settled on the following form.
Aessrs. Locke 6 Lord.
Tell brother Edward that Bloom is in Den.
yer. No delay. The matter is of the great
est Importance"
When she had dictated the message,
the clerk said, 1.-TWO dollars, madam
But greatly to Eleanor's annoyance,
her purse was not in her pocket. and
she could not remember whether she
had put IL there or not. The man stood
looking at her in an expectant way
she felt that any delay about the mes
sage might be fatal to its worth; per.
plexity and uncertainty ruled her alb
solutely. She was about to explain heI
dilemma, and return to her hotel fol
money, when a gentleman, who had
heard and watched the whole proceed
ing, said:
Madam, perceive that time is oi
great Importance to you, and that you
have lost your purse; allow me to pay
for the message. You can return the
money if you wish. My name is Will
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