The Newtown bee., 1880-12-01


 equalize lots could they have known the arrows of outrageous fortune by which he was wounded daily as he watched Glldersleeve putting off in the boat with Paullne alone, at sunset or moonrIse and heard their laughter and song eehoing far into the night. Pauline was very gracious to the invalid, to be sure, just as she would be to hopeless cripple or beggar, he thought. She fetched his books, she heaped his pillows, she even brought him strange wild flowers which she and Gildersleeve had surprised in the woods; but she only stayed beside him long enough to pass theeiest. to give parting shot. 8 bit of badinage-onlY long enough to exasperate. Gildersleeve developed an unhappy faculty of laying claim to her when Vaughn fancied that he had secured her.
 But even 8 spraIn does not last for ever. He might travel any day now, s-ae doctor said; and he was surprised Co ind chat he was 10th to leave. After all, the pain had been favored with pleasure. Looking backward he could recall many thrilling moments which had made his bangs endurable. How ever, he was to depart in the morning, and tonight, as one and all were looking for their bedroom candles and exchang- ing good nights. he suddenly remem- bered Mrs. Richmond's Tennyson, which he had left in the hammock in the grove at the foot of the garden; 8 shower might come up in the night and deface 1t. The garden was dark and dewy, and full of fantastic shadows and sweet scents, and the grove was darker still, with a gleam of the river on the other side, and the aspens quivering like pail tering raindrops. In the semi darkness l. whose white drapery brushed against his hand. What sudden impulse was it which made Vaughn stretch out 8 de- i taining arm toward this flying shadow, while he whispered: Pauline, Pauline, you were mine once, heart and soul"
 And now," said Pauline, in her clear tense tones" now l belong to MT. Gil dersleeve."
 Vaughn dropped his arm idly; he had forgotten how her hand trembled in his own an instant before; he only knew that sine belonged to Gildersleeve. It was, perhaps, two years later when, strolling aimlessly through an art gall lery in Europe, Mr Vaughn came face to face with Ada Clemart.
 Well met, Miss Ada" he said.
 Mrs. Gildersleeve, if you please" contended the little lady.
 Mrs. Gildersleevei" echoed Vaughn II thought-I-ahem!-I hed not heard-'
 "Oh, don't be afraid to say it. You thought Polly was wearing my shoes, eh? I was awfully afraid she would, too. knew they'd pinch her. There! give me your arm and let me confess. You were so brimful of your own affairs at the Terrace you never dreamed that I well, that had made up my mind to mo Arr TSy,1t { it Thackeray who says if 8 woman makes up her mind to marry 8 certain person, be she hunchbacked, or queer in 1 her legs, or what not, let him look to | himself-or words to that effectp Well, | Gildersleeve and 1 were travelling con- | panions on the way home after the sum- | mer ended at Mrs. Richmond's. Do you l know, by the way, they have lost their | I4sney, and sold the TerraceP Too bad Polly had gone already. Travelling was never so divine an employment before. I would gladly have kept on, like the | Wandering Jew. Mind, didn't know that he was engaged to Pauline. i SUD- posed it was a filtration; and just to en- certain him l told him all about you and | Pauline; your elopeinent when she was at the Lam bert seminary, and you were only twenty, and how you were inter- rupted at the altar"
 | Ana how did you happen to know 1 all this, Mrs. GildersleeveP" The name was like sweet morsel on his tongue now-so strangely do tastes change. Now you are angry, but you ought 1 to be grateful. How did I know itP
 When you have 8 secret, don't tell it in | the Cliff cave, even to Clarence. l was overhead, near the Assure, eavesdrop- ping you may call it if you please. l | told the story to the guests on the
 piazza, next day, for sensation. l | didn't give any names you know-I'm not such 8 fool; but you ought to have seen poor Pauline. She knew the story | better than l it was as good as play. l If I had omitted that part where you | said, It is my duty to propose Polly
 would never have given Gildersleeve a second thought. He has told me since | that he wrote the very night after had given him the facts, and broke his en- | gagement It didn't break Polly s heart. l The Gildersleeves are n high and might ty race, you know; all his old mustY
 ancestors would turn in their earthy | beds if he had married girl with 3
 history, so he married me. Doesn't that Madonna wonder remind you Of Polly l She follows you with her eyes just as
 Polly follows you with her thoughts:
 Go back to America, MT. Vaughn, and
 marry her."
 II believe I will.n said Vaughn, :" il
 Polly will marry me"
 And she did.-harper's BazGr.