Smyrna times., 1881-11-02

OSAl0 OuI anu, Win almost unpardOnable
boldness, begged leave to see her to q
stage.
She accepted the kindness, as she did
everything, with perfect composure, and
they walked away.
1t is tedious work for you, is it not ?''
he asked, when they were in the street.
" do not like it"
" Why do you accept his offer?"
Because 1 am poor" she answered
frankly.
lie was treading on delicate ground
SO he called her attention to handsome
carriage whirling up the street, and asked
her if she liked driving.
Very much; but haven't enjoyed the
luxury of drive for long time"
Tomorrow | shall be at your door
with my carriage. viii you drive with
me?"
She looked down at her plain dress and
shawl, and then looked up to him with a
shadow on her brave face.
JON VIII uOI OC tSiltlll6u OF Inc,
Miss Clifton you are hasty in your
judgment"
am not sure that ] can with pro-
priety accept your invitation
II shall come" he said smiling. and she
rode up town in the close stage. with q
wonderous happiness in her beautiful ewes.
He did call, and she came down. on tbe
arm of the sun-bronzed captain, who
placed her III the light buggy, saying:
hope you will enjoy your afternoon
ride. There's a regular nor-easter brew
ing and am just going to sit and enioy
it
Hc pointed backward and laughed. and
Joe caught a glimpse of Mamma Clifton
and Isabel looking wrathfully from the
parIor window, and they rode away in
the sunlight as happy pair as ever lived.
This was the first ride, but not the last.
Never again did she walk alone from the
studio, tor Joe was always there to escort
her, and, as of course, you will naturally
infer, he asked her in good time to be his
wife.
Even though she had held, since her
fathers death, the position of governess
and nurse to her little cousins for her
board and an occasional present. and had
been treated in every respect as menial
yet in her happiness she went to her aunt
and cousin and told them Of her engage
ment.
They had been in excellent humor all
the afternoon, and when Honoria had
completed her story she looked blushingly
up for their approval. Isabel was as white
as death with suppressed rage, but the
anger of her mother knew no bounds.
and springing to her feet she pointed to
the open door, and cried in voice thick
with emotion:
DO you see that door, you ungrateful
wretch? Leave this room, gather up
your effects and leave this house at once.
You are an artful hussy! You have tried
your best to ALLEVIATE the affections of
your uncle from Isabel, whom he adores.
and now you have caught Joe DAYTON.
Not that | care for the act itself, but the
miserable spirit you show. Go into the
street. | never want to see your face
again."
HOnoria stood up, nervously working
her trembling hands one over the other,
where, in her extremity. she
was to go, for in all the great city she
knew no one of whom she might ask as
much as nights lodging.
You need not hesitate" said her aunt.
NO, HOnoria, you need not hesitate"
said her uncle, stepping from the library.
= Get your hat, and leave this house at
once!'
You hear what your uncle says" said
Mrs. Clifton, in triumph.
And don't you ever dare, Honoria
Clifton, to again step your foot over the
threshold. I've got rooms at the Fifth
avenue, and I rather think l can find
you suite there too. I've been waiting
for an outbreak of some kind that might
take you away. As ryou, sister Clifton,
I'm afraid you'll have to find another
purse, and your daughter Isabel another
rich uncle, for can assure you that you
will never get dollar from me, or another
hours drudgery from this wronged child.
Honoria, dear, get your hat"
In luxurious carriage the young girl
was borne away to sumptuous abode in
the hotel, and henceforward her life was
an easy one. She went steadily to the
studio, where she met her betrothed, until
the picture was completed, and then re-
solved to be her husbands model alone.
She was married before the year ended
and proud, happy Captain Clifton gave
the bride away, and with her brown
stone palace, which made his grasping
sister and her daughter turn green with
envy,
As for Mark Hatfield, his picture was
n success, and eventually he made q for
tune and welded for love.
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A LADY IN THE MATTER. THAT " wom-
ans wit is often superior to mans wisdom" !"
was convincingly proved in circumstance
that occurred in this city recently. 1t
appears that Mr.. Ludwid Schwarzler, a
widely known Grocer on Station Road,
suffered with a very painful rheumatic
headache to such degree, that he was
obliged to GEEK the aid of physician.
All medicines he used were of no avail.
This induced Mrs. Schwarzler to buy st.