Smyrna times. [volume] (Smyrna, Del.) 1854-1987, 1880-01-21
We are all here,
Father, mother,
Her Two Lovers.

"A proud, sweet face, a stately form.
pure, whole.souIed woman, brave, noble
and true"
Is she pretty, Arthur, your lady love q
You would not think So
But you do, of course. Is the lady
wealthy"
e" have heard that she is very wealthy"
Are you engaged to the fair damsel?"
mo. We are friends only | hope we
will soon be more. love her, my prerleS,
Barb IRA! You will see her this evening.
Charlie"
The speaker was grave, quiet, hand.
some man OF thirty. his companion a gay
man of the world-young heartless and
hand-Ome.
They were cousins, these two, but very
unlike; they had come together to enjoy
few weeks at gay watering place, and in
Arthur Lorlngs heart was an earnest hope
that before he left sweet Barbara May would
be his aifianced wife.
AS Arthur had said. they met Barbara
that eve, graceful, pretty Barbara, who
bowed and smiled, then put her little hand
on Arthur's arm and walked with him in
the moonlight.
Handsome Charlie Grey watched them
with something like wickedness in his dark
eyes.
1.-The wealthy Barbara shall be my wife, .
ne muttered
Gayly passed the days at Newport.
Hearts were broken and mended. hirta-
tons ended in engagements, and engage
ments in quarrels. Ladies took the trouble
to O1t dress every other lady. Men firted,
broke hearts, and spent money.
Meanwhile, Arthur Loring and Barbara
driitsd further and further from each
other.
When Barbara walked she met Charlie,
who escorted her home. If she rode,
| Charlie invariably followed her. He begged
for so many dances that lie was always with
her.
Secretly she termed him "the unavoid.
sble," but he was very Agreeable, very kind
and Arthur was so reservedi He did not
seem to seek her society.
"She seems happy" thought Arthur
Evidently Charlie has won the prize. Oh,
Barbara, my love! No word of mine shall
make you unhappy, you shall not be annoyed
by my presence. But for as heartless a
man as Charlie Grey to win my queen-God
help her and help mel"
"Arthur Arthur sobbed Barbara, when
alone, "what is all the world to me with
out you, love? Oh that we never had met
That Barbara May should give her love tc
any man unasksd. At least he shall never
know love him."
Charlie Grey was well pleased; he hac
managed things admirably, and was almost
sure Of the wealthy prize.
But he must crush all Arthur's hopes
and see that he avoided Barbara. Della,
was dangerous, so one evening Charlie sale
abruptly
Arthur, you must know why am 81
happy; to-day the sweetest girl in al
America promised to be my wife"
. congratulate you, Charlie; who il
sheT
barbara May, friend of yours"
1t was we'll for Arthur they were sttia,
in the twilight, or Charlie would hav,
seen that noble face grow white a
death.
The falsehood did not trouble Charlie
perhaps if he had seen Arthur pacing vi
and down his room, with white, fra se
lips, and stately form bowed down in sisn
grief, his wicked heart nigh: have felt
remorseful pang.
BraVely did Arthur Loring hide his sorrow
from all the gay crowd. and Newport lif
went on all the same.
Barbara May was unhappy; all the ladie
said so, and said too that she was Gus
dying" for Charlie Grey, and that be wa
flirting with her.
How little people know of our heart
sometimes.
Arthur Loring' noticed sorrowfuly tina
Barharas pale sweet face was growing whit
and thin, and her lovely eyes were sad, an,
wore a longing look, slse that she flirte,
, Outragssusly, plunged deeper and dsepe
into the gaystiss Of fashionable life bu
for all that she was not happy.
Arthur was thinking Of this one Afternoon
, as he strO!led along aimlessy up and dow
the beach. Up at his hotel pretty wome
and handsome men were flirting, talkiaf
, reading and singing. Poor Arthur saw /
his imagination his cousin and Barbar
happy together, when suddenly he ga,
before him the figure of a woman. Whe
he came nearer he saw there was somethin
If peculiar in her attitude.
. "Oh, yes" he thought, 3" that lady sittin
there is crying. Crying at Newport ho'
absurd | supposed every one was happ
but myself; but now graceful she look
with that proud head dropping so sorrow
fully ~
However, if the lady looked gracsf,
Arthur certainly did not, staring, opsl
mouthed, at the distressed fair one. Tn
lady's sobs graw louder, and at last sh
moaned, a,.s ..
+, Arthur. oh, Arthur lfyeu only kns
how loved you T.
Why, Barbara Barbara Barbara
Barbara May sprang to her feet, her fac
y perfect study-surpriss, fright and mort
fication combined. She stood there
moment, then q crimson flush oversprsa
So the fair face, and gathering her long ga
ments closely around her she flew. Arthl
stood still, dumbfounded, ha'f whisperin
" Barbara my lover
Miss May did not come to tea that eve
y Tag. and the next morning at breakfa
Iy some one said -
ID Miss May left us this morning withol