The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-11-10
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And St. Elmo, having had his
say, was forever silent, while
Chauncey, in his perfect love and
trust. went his way, serene and
content, every day thanking hea7-,
en- for it's mercies.
Until one bright: early autumn
Gay, when be found himself away
uptown about lunch time, and
stepped into a ladies' restaurant
where, q minute or so after he
had given his order, and while he
was looking halfidly, ba!f:curious-
t ly around him, be suddenly made
the delicious discovery that all
unconscious of his vicinity. Chris
lie Layne was occupying d table
not two yards from him, in COM
pany with a lady friend-a bright,
vivacious young lady, in' black
satin and jets, who sat facing him,
while Christie's pretty back hair
aod sloping shoulders were pre-
sented to his admiring gaze.
Another minute and he would
have acted upon his first impulse
and joined them but fate had ar
ranged it all for him, and instead
of obeying the impulse he heard
! himself spoken of in Christie's
own sweet voice, in way that
hushed him into a strange: motion
less silence.
OF course you wouldn't have
Mr.. Chauncey, Jennie-you needn't
tell me that. Neither would ], if
be hadn't money
sBut-so has Phil Devlinton
money, and you know he is dis
consolato because you broke your
engagement with him on Mr..
Chauncey's account
MY middle-aged adorer has
more than Phil, anyhow Christie
asseverated lightly. He is hor-
rid, and there's no use descending
the fact. He's old as Methuselah,
and grim as church owl, and
whenever he kisses me, wish it
was Phil. Oh, l do, Jen, and you
needn't look Shocked
;Jen' laughed.
You are an awful girl. Christie,
Oh, you were going to show me
his photograph ! Lets see it. OF
course you carry it next to your
loving heart.
oh, of course = Christie said,
sneeringly, as she produced a pic
ture of him be had given her a
few weeks before, over which she
had gone into such pretty ecstacies
that be had felt thousand-fold
repaid. There! it does seem ri.
diculous to think [ should marry
such a looking object, doesn't it =!
And Phil is so handsome See here
the con .rast."
And, to Jennie's honest aston
ishment. Christie produced aiock'
et-picture of Phil De7linton.
Christie, you are incorrigible
Lets have a good look at your
adorable. Great heaven 7 and she
leaned her face close to Christies
the original Of that photograph
isn't three feet away. Right BE-
hind you-look!'
With little exclamation, Chris
tie looked, her face paling tc
ashes, as Mr.. Chauncey bowed
and stepped forward, and droopee
bis head near enough to prevent
any one but they two hearing hi:
few words.
Il am very fortunate in having
made this charming discovery il
, time, Miss Layne. Permit me tt
claim my property, and to wisl
you good,day. Good-by! and bet
ter success with Mr.. Phil DeVlin
ton than you have accomplishe'
with me!'
X x
Well-Christie went home an,
cried herself sick, and almost th
first piece of gossip brought ne
J was that Phil Devlinton and Jenni
. Corraney were engaged; ane
r somehow, her spirits were broke
t and her beauty faded, and sh
. grew dull and ill-tempered, an
ceased to be favorite, and, in a
t probability, will die an old maid.
t While Ralph Chauncey-
J., Well, it made life very bite
/ thing for him for many a lon
Q day. But be was not the man t
Q sit down and let himself becom
the toy of destiny. He tough