Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1880-11-02
The Two Miss AmberIeys.

charming girls. in the severely ample
attire that fashion prescribes for travel
ing. Without. "a long. well-knit, mas
culine figure lies perdu in the grass, face
invisible. being covered by the owners
hat. To him there saunters another
gentleman. dark. stylish. wide-awake.
"Hullo. Kingston! Wake up. Got
something to tell you" And he unkindly
draws away the she,ering hat, disclos-
ing handsome. angry face.
"Coniound you What makes you
poster fellow so in this warm
weather." says the victim, sitting up
disconsolately.
Did spoil your napP Havea cigar.
instead. wanted to tell you Of the new
arrival, Aggie Amberley, the great
heiress, with her cousin and companion.
There's chance for you 70 get rich
wife, my boyr
Don't want one. Hang this cigar.
|, don't draw A poor man like myself
can't afford TO marry n rich wife"
II should say that he couldn't afford
TO marry anything else" laughed the
other, land Aggie Amberley is beauty
as wei, IS an heiress. You don't often
meet snch aTrizer
You had better make UP TO her
yourself" said Kingston, dryly.
Perhaps l shall, and leave you the
cousin. who is also beauty in another
style. Hanged if III tell you which is
which. though! And you'll never find
i, out from the manner OF our hosts to-
ward them. There are no worshipers OF
the golden calf in this house"
"Humphr" said Kingston. and smoked
a few minutes in silence; then he broke
out: The man that marries woman
for her money is the meanest creature
that crtwls on this earth! You have
money enough of your own, Preston,
for your motives TO be above suspicion.
but rs for me-by Jove! l would not
marry a rich woman if loved her ever
so well! I've no fancy for the name OF
fortune hunter"
Bravo. Don Quixote" laughed his
friend. Now, suppose we go and take
q swim. You need some cooling off,"
They strolled away, unconscious OF
fair eyes watching them.
Then said one young lady TO the
o.her:
IF that fellow does no. marry a rich
woman my names not Aggie Amber.
leyw
A few days later Mrs. Courtney and
her guests were grouped on the lawn
the ladies with some dainty needle
work, Mr.. Preston reading aloud TO
them; Harry Kingston in his favorite
position. fat on his back in the grass,
working at a certain problem which
had been troubling him for some days
Which was Aggie Amberleye That
tall, stylish blonde in lilac silk. with
pond lilies on her bosom, or this grace
ful, dark haired fairy in futtering white
muslin?
The fair-haired one for money! She
looks more ike fashionable beauty, as
Jim Preston said the heiress was. Not
that charming little gypsy. Providence
would never bestow fortune on a girl
with such bewitching face. 1t would
he too much partiality. But she don't
l,ok much like a poor relation either.
I'd give good deal to hear one OF those
young ladies call the other by her Chris
tian name"
Said the fair Miss Amberley:" Aggie,
have you needleful Of violet silk?"
Said the dark Miss Ambeley. mo,
Aggie; but l can get you some from up
stairs"
HAIRY famly gasped.
Later he learned that the blonde was
cal ed Agnes and the brunette Agatha.
TLCn he began TO notice that Miss
Agatha dressed more simply than her
cousin end that she was always ready
&c offer small services which the other
accepted calmly. And one day the
young lady expressed it as her opinion
that riches must be o great burden, al
though, to be sure, Cousin Aggie had
such a mind for finances! But for her
part, she hoped no one would save her
ioitune.
This was said in confidential way,
with her great eyes looking earnestly
into his.
"And what eyes the little thing has, "
thought Kingston, they look a fellows
heart right out of his body"
After that Kingston considered his
first problem very happily solved. An
other had taken its place. How much
money was necessary for the luxury OF
marriage? Jim Preston was courting
Miss Agnes Amberley without any at
tempt at disguise. Perhaps his exam.
Die was little bit infectious. At all
events Kingston and Miss Agatha were
thrown much together, and their con-
idential talks increased in number and
interest. On the last day OF Kingston's
visit he took fare veil stroll with
Agatha. They stopped on little rustic
bridge thrown over hollow. They
xro~o tall;n0 osoh othcr their frat i'm.