The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-10-05

shrinking, it had been the work
Of a long time to establish himself
upon friendly terms with the girl,
whose beauty surpassed any he
had ever seen. 1t was rot long
before, with a thrill Of vanity,
Mark could sec the hold he had
gained in her innocent heart. One
day, in answer to his whispered
question, Flossy acknowledged
that her heart was his, and he
placed d golden band of bctrotbal
upon her slender finger.
For a time after his departure
letters from her lover came regu-
lar to Flossy; but after awhile
the letters came less frequently,
and then when three months had
passed the looked for letter came
1t read, oh, how coldly, and con-
tanned his farewell : i am going
abroad. | shall probably be alb
sent several years. Our imme-
diate marriage is now, Of course,
en- impossibility. l could not ask
you, nor do feel it right to hold
you through an indefinite time,
to your pledge, therefore free
you
Once, twice she read the letter
through; then, with white face
and fearless eyes, held it to the
match with steady hand, nor let
it fall until the fame crept so
close that it blackened the tender
flesh and the letter lay singed and
charred under her feet. That day
she went into her grandfather's
room and LAID her head on his.
Don't talk to me, grandpa she
said, and don't ask me any ques-
tons, out we will keep house
alone, you and |, and we'll forget
that we intended to let anybody
else ln.'
The scoundrel! If you had
bcen rich, my child, this sorrow
would not have come upon you.
But, mark my words, some time
you will have your revenge.'
Four years have swiftly passed.
Seated in a room in one OF; the
nopulor hotels in New York were
two young men. Suddenly one Of
them, looking out Of the window,
exclaimed:
Look, Aubrey See if you
know who that lady is. What a
lovely woman. Do you know
her?'
i should think that ! did, and
think myself honored that ! do.
She is the belle of New York and
the most beautiful gill l have
ever known
A smile curled Mark Norton 8
lips as be tqrned from the win:
dow.
You speak, warmly, Aubrey
he said.
You would not blame me for
speaking warmly if you knew
her, he answered. Her history
is a romantic one. If you like |
will tell it to you.
Her name is Miss FIossy Thay-
or. When l first knew her she
was not wealthy, though in my
eyes even then her beauty sur
passed anything that had ever
seen. 1t was not long after you
went On your travels that an un-
Gle Of mine, who had purchased a
place by the sea, invited me to
spend the summer with him. 1t
was a very quiet, secluded village.
and | soon became acquainted
with Flossy. Not long after that
the old grandfather died, and my
kind aunt took the sorrowing girl
into her house. Ny uncle had
the mining papers in his posses
sion Of some minirg shares that
the old gentleman had long DEEM
cd worthless, which suddenly
arose, first to par, then so widely
above as to enable Flossy to re-
gain her footing in the world.
As before, all that the grandfather
had crumbled into powder, now
all that he had left was converted
into go!3,
A Mark Norton listened va
ried expressions fitted across his
face. He knew tba, the maiden
whose heart he had won and cast
aside for bis own amusement and
this beautiful heiress must be one
and the same person. Might 1t
not he that if he eXerted his art OF