The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-12-01
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The Two Miss Amberleys.

Within the Vlne-clau WINDOW
two charming girls, in the severe
ly ample attire that fashion pre-
scribes for travelling. Without, {
i long, well-knit, masculine figure
! lies perdu in the grass, face invisi
bic, being covered by the owners
hat. TO him there saunters another
gentleman, dark, stylish, wide
awake.
sHullo, Kingston Wake up
Got something to tel! you Anc
he unkindly draws away the shell
tering hat disclosing a handsome
angry face.
'Confound YOU! What makes
you poster a fellow so in this warm
Weather. says the victim, sitting
up disconsolately.
Did spoil your nap? Have
cigar, instead. I wanted to tel
you ofthe new arrival, Aggie Am
berley, the great heiress, with hel
cousin and companion. There's
chance for you to get q rich wife:
my boyr
Don't want one. Hang this
cigar, it don't draw A poor man
like myself can't afford to marry
a rich wife
4 should say that be couldn't
afford to marry anything else,
laughed the other, and Aggie
AmberIey is beauty as we'll as
an heiress. You don't often meet
such a prize !
you had better make up to her
YOURSELF said Kingston, dryly.
Perhaps l shall, and leave you
the cousin, who IS also a beauty
in another style. Hanged if I'll
tell you which is which, though
And you'll never find it out from
the manner of our hosts toward
them. There are no worshipers
OF the golden calf in this house.
'Humph !! SAID Kingston, and
smoked few minutes in silence
then be broke out: the man that
marries woman for her money
is the meanest creature that
crawls on this earth You have
money enough of your own, Pres
TOD, for your motives to be above
suspicion, but as for me-.by Jove
l would not marry rich woman
if loved her ever so we'll! I've
no fancy for the name Of fortune
hunter
Bravo, Don Quixote = laughed
bis friend. Now, suppose we 90
and take a swim. You need some
cooling off,
They strolled away, unconscious
of fair eyes watching them.
Then said one young lady TO
the other:
If that fellow does not marry q
rich woman my names not Aggle
Amberley!
A few days later Mrs. Court
ney and her guests were grouped
on the lawn-the ladies with some
dainty needle-work, Mr.. Preston
reading aloud to them; Harry
Kingston in bis favorite position
fat on bis back in the grass, work
ing at a certain problem which
had been troubling him for some
days-which was Aggie Amber
ley? That tall, stylish blonde in
lilac silk, with pond lilies on her
bosom, or this graceful, dark-bair'
ed fairy in dutteriug white mus
lin?
The fair'haired one for money
She looks more like a fashionable
beauty, as Jim Preston said the
heiress was. Not that charmin
little gypsy. Providence would
never bestow a fortune on a cir.
with such a bewitching face. Il
would be too much partiality
But she don't look much like
poor relation either. Id give
good deal to hear one of those
young ladies call tbs >ther by hel
Christian name.
Said the fair Miss Am berley
'Aggie, have you o needleful O.
violet silk 2
Said the dark Miss Amberley
No, Aggie; but | can get yot
some from upstairs
HAIRY fairly gasped.
Later be learned that the blonde
was called Agnes and the brunette
Agatha.
Then be began to notice tha
Miss Agatha dressed more simply
than her cousin and that she wa
always ready to offer small ser
vices which the other accepted
calmly. And one day the young
lady expressed it as her opinion
that riches must be a great bur
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