Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1880-09-23
The Two Miss Amberleys.

Within the vine-clad window two
charming girls, in the severely ample
Httire that fashion prescribes for travel
ing. Without, long, wel-knit, mas
euline 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 sheltering hat, disclos-
ing = handsome, angry face.
"Co Mound you! What makes you
pester = fellow so in this warm
weather." says the victim, sitting up
aisconsolately.
"Did spoil your nap3 Have cigar,
instead. wanted to tell you of the new
arrival, Aggie Amberley, the great
heiress, With her cousin and companion.
There's a chance for you to get rich
wife, my boyp
Don't want one. Hang this cigar,
i don't draw A poor man like myself
can't afford to marry rich wife"
81 should say that he couldn't afford
70 marry anything else," laughed the
other, land Aggie Amberley is a beauty
rs we'll ss an heiress. You don't often
meet snch a Trizem
you had better make up to her
yourself" said Kingston, dryly.
Perhaps I shall, and leave you the
cousin, who is also beauty in another
style. Hanged if I'll tell you which is
which, though! And you'll never find
IL 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
= few minutes in silence; then he broke
cut "The man that marries woman
for her money is the meanest creature
that crawls on this earthi You have
money enough of your own, Preston,
for your motives to be above suspicion,
bat as for me-by Jovel l would not
narry q rich woman If loved her ever
sowelll I've no fancy for the name of
Esrtune-hunter."
"Bravo, Don Qui xoter' laughed hi
friend. "Now, suppose we go and take
aswim. You need some cooling off,"
They strolled away, unconscious of
mir eyes watching them.
Then said one young lady to the
skher:
"If that fellow does not marry n rich
woman my names not Aggie Amber
sJp
1 few days later Mrs. Courtney and
AeT guests were grouped on the lawn
he ladies with some dainty needle
work, DIR. Preston reading aloud TO
tAsm; Harry Kingston in his favorite
position. fat on his back in the grass,
wezking at a certain problem which
An4 been troubling him for some days
which was Aggie AmberleyP That
Ill, stylish blonde in lilac silk. with
pumd lilies on her bosom, or this grace
M. dark-haired fairy In fiuttering white
w=sline
1.-The fair-haired one for money! She
Isoks more like fashionable beauty, as
Jim Preston said the heiress was. Not
Ghascharming little gypsy. Providence
w0ald never bestow fortune on girl
uith such bewitchipg face. 1t would
Be 100 much partiality. But she don't
COX much like poor relation either.
~ give good deal to hear one of those
yvang ladies call the other by her Chris
- name"
aid the fair Miss Amberley: Aggie,
have you needleful of violet silkP"
ssid the dark Miss Ambeley. "No,
Agxie; but can get you some from up
IAziFs."
Harry fairly gasped.
later he learned that the blonde was
rallied Agnes and the brunette Agatha.
Then he began TO notice that Miss
Agatha dressed more simply than her
9ensin and that she was always ready
n offer small services which the other
zesspted calmly. And one day the
ysang lady expressed It as her opinion
~ riches must be great burden, al-
aAsugh, TO be sure, Cousin Aggie had
18th mind for financesi But for her
pAzs, she hoped no one would save her
n aDrtune.