The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1880-09-22

kings ransom.
"WellP" quoth old IBarnabas, fixing
an inouiring eye on his nephew.
"Uncle," cried the young man, en-
Enthusiastically, "she is an angelo
I'm have look at her before make
up my mind on the subject" said Uncle
Barnaoasi
He was taken to call on Miss Vail,
and like most other gentlemen he event
down" at the first sparkle of her liquid,
dark eyes.
"By Jupiter, Allan, you're rightH
said Uncle Barnabas. "She's the pref
tiest girl ever saw in my life.n
So the gay season went on. The
clash of the viols, cornets and trombones
made musical answer to the diapason of
the waves; grim old dowagers played
cards; battered beaux smoked their
cigars and strove to rejuvenate them
selves once more in the fragrance of the
sea- air; pretty girls flirted; handsome
cavaliers held fans and bouquets, and
newspaper correspondents invented all
sorts of facts for the New York and
Philadelphia daily press. And as time
went by, a rumor gained credence, to
the effect that Uncle Barnabas Brabazon
was ousting his nephew from the affec-
tions of the beautiful Miss Vail.
"Therel" said Mrs. Vail, her witch
like countenance assuming a radiant ex-
preston. "Here it is in black and
white. An offer OF MARRIAGE! My dear,
you'll be the richest woman south Of
Mason and Dixon's line."
Adrienne, in a lovely dishabile of
white cashmere and rose pink ribbons,
sat looking at the letter, with some
thing of dismay upon her countenance.
"Write and accept him at once"
urged Mrs. Vail.
"What! that old manP
"Old manm screamed Mrs. Vail.
"The richest planter in Louisiana!
Why, child, every diamond that he
wears is Il fortune in itself"
" But don't love him." pleaded Ad-
rienne, in low voice.
Love-bah!" !" screeched the old lady,
"wha. does love amount TOP A little
sugar and honey. few sweetmeats, and
starvation for the rest of your life. /
made love-match-and see what a
drudging career mine has been. Adri-
enne, don't be a fool! You will never
haI such another chance as this"
Still Adrienne hesitated.
Mamma" she said, 81 am engaged
to Allan, and-I love him. And l will
| be his wife!"
"But, child, don't you see what ruin
that will bring upon us?" breathlessly
cried Mrs. Vail. "Allan hasn't penny
OF his own, and if he offends his
uncle"
"He can work for living, mamma,
like other men,"
Work-work for livingr snarled
the old lady, displaying set of yellow
teeth that would have done credit TO a
hyena. "And you live in fiat, and dc
up your own laces in the wash-boWl to
save the laundress' bill, and turn your
own silk dresses, and darn your hus-
bands stockings, to tighten the expenses
you, that have the chance to button
your gown with diamonds, and live in a
palace"
Mamma" cried A6rienne, "what
would life in palace be worth without
the man you loveP won't marry old
Mr.. .5rabazol, and l will marry Allan,
if have to live in barracks with him
or ride around the world in baggage
wagonr'
And this was the end of Miss Wallis
"mercenary" career. Size wrote reso
lutte little note to Mr.. Brabazon, while
her mother INDUCED in good, old
fas hioned fit of Mysteries. The note was
worded as follows:
81 like you very much, but loved
Allan long before ever ssw you, and
don't think | can be happy with any one
but Allan; so, if you please, Mr.. Braba
zon, must decline your kind offer. Ant
pray-pray, don't be any more angr!
with me than you can help"
Mr.. Brabazon read the little, tear
stained note, and folding it grimly VI
went across to the hotel where hi
nephew was staying.
"Well, lad," said he, Il have Offered
myself-myself, mind, the richest mai
in Louisiana-.to Adrienne Vail"
"Uncle!"
!, Allan started to his feet, turning alter
, nately red and pale.
"And she has refused me!''
The young man was deadly whit
now. He scarcely knew what he ha
: feared or hoped--he only felt the intens
reliefof knowing that Adrienne was stil
{ true to him.
"My own true love-" he muttered, be
| tween his teeth; my little dark-eye
l Jewel! If she had played me false. uncle
=, | believe l should have been tempted t
commit suicide!"
t Umph-umph! grunted Uncle Bal
ney. Love-lover' How these youu
Q people talk! Aud what, may ventul
/. to ask, do you expect to live onP'
a 81 can work. Uncle Barney, for ne
e sake" said Allan, bravely.
Every WELL" said Uncle Barne.
/ "Let's go and tell herso."
II Adrienne was looking lovelier tha
ever, with flushed cheeks, eyes glitter
n ing with excitement and rose-red lips.
"How is this, young womanP" d.
q mandad Uncle Barnabas. Every or
y at Atlantic City told me you were
!, fortune. hunter. And yet I've offere
! YOU fortune, and you have up an
q down declined it!'
- because / loved Allans better tha
Ia all the gold of California;" said Al