The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1880-10-01
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MISS DENERNEY'S HUSBAND.

| Chester Vaughan loved Edna DeNcr-
ney. She was a high-bred, tlattered city
beauty, who had fled from fashionable
follies for a short time to the quiet of an
obscure Hampshire village. There kind
uncle and aunt received her with open
hearts. They loved this city niece, she
was warm hearted and impulsive, so un-
spoilt by tlattery.
Who was Chester Vaughan? The en-
ginecr of the Mayhower, on the b. b. &
q. Railroad, that took in its course the
little village of Ashmount. lie was one
of the noblest men that ever received on
his forehead the stamp of natures roy
atty. With a tall form, straight, mass
i've, powerful, yet graceful, dark, hand
some face, with wonderful magnetic
eyes that had twice looked full into Miss
DeNemey's, he looked, in spite of coal
dust, a king among his fellows.
Viewed in the light of the gigantic
thunderer, public opinion, he was shades
and degrees lower than She To the Wis
ion fine enough to discern souls, indie
pendent Of the accident of birth or cir
cumstances, he was her equal. Miss De
| Nerney was generous, truthful, high
minded So was Chester Vaughan. She
had warm, affectionate nature. He
possessed the same in high degree She
loved the fine and enjoyable in liter
ature, and could melt into tears over a
grand poem from pure sympathy and ap-
probation. lie had the elements of ge-
MUS in his own nature, could create what
she only could appreciate. But he was
only the engineer of the Maytlower and
She was Miss DeNerney, the heiress.
Judge then, if he was not her equal.
We have said that his eyes had twice
looked into hers. She was at the depot
to meet some friends, and remarked the
fine figure of the man as he stood on
the platform She had thought What
a grand looking man he would be in
society, and he had turned and looked
into her face; she had felt great thrill
at her heart, such rs no other pair of
eyes had magnetism TO send there. Was
he not far beneath her? Away from city
friends was she not becoming plebeian in
her tastes! What right had he to look
at her at all? But still those ewes in
their wonderful depth and beauty haunt
ed her.
lie had known by the fine sense that
discern souls that this woman was his
mate, though he had seen her only
twice, Miss DeVerney had known It
in spite of smoke and CRIME and the iron
walls of society-known that had he
been in her circle he would have singled
her out from the others and then She
would have Sprung to him and known
he was her own not a smaller soul.
Miss DeNerney loved nature. A fine.
free element in her composition reached
out instinctively and aSsimulated the un-
fettered, the unconventional. She knew
no fear, and indeed in that peaceful To-
cality there was cause for none.
One day she wandered further than
usual. n strange confusion seized her
and she sound that she was lost She
wandered around with growing alarm,
and, at last suspcoting that she was
moving in circle sat down on fallen
log to collect her thoughts and rest her
weary limbs, How helpless she felt
All her wealth was unavailable in an
hour like this The sun was declining
and the evening twilight advancing. She
felt the drowsness of exhaustion steal
ing over her She had enough presence
of mind to try to shake it off and keep
moving, Night closed in starlit and
beautiful, Kept up by the force of her
will she staggered on until she at last
struck an open space. by the light of
the full moon, now risen, she saw a road
before her. She gained it, it was the
railroad, But which way to 90? She
was perfectly bewildered,