The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-11-03
Miss Clifton, you are hasty in

JVul JuuS tlIeuI'
i am not sure that | can with
propricty accept your invitation
Il shall come be said, smiling,
and she rode up town in the close
stage with 8 wondrous happiness
in her beautiful eyes
He did call, and she came down,
on the arm of the sun-bronzed
captain. who placed her in the
light buggy, saying:
4 hope you will enjoy your af-
ternoon ride. There's a regular
nor'-easter brewing and | am 60
ing to just sit and enjoy it,
! He pointed backward and laugh
ed, and Joe caught a glimpse Of
Mamma Clifton and Isabel looking
wrathfully from the parlor win
dow, and then they rode away in
the bright sunlight as happy .
pair as ever lived.
This was the first ride, but it
was not the last. Never alone
| did she walk from the studio, for
Joe was always there to escort
her, and, as Of course you will
naturally infer, he asked her in
good time to be bis wife.
Even though she had held,
since her fathers death, the posi-.
tion of governess and nurse to
her little cousins for her board
and an occasional present, and
been treated in every respect as a
menial, yet in her happiness she
went to her aunt and cousin and
told them of her engagement.
They had been in excellent hu-
NOR all the afternoon. and when
Honoria had completed her story,
she looked bIushingly up for their
approval. Isabel was 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 a voice thick with pas
sion:
DO you see that door, you un-
grateful wretch ? leave this room,
gather up your effects and leave
this house at once. You are
an artful hussy! yoa have led
your best to ALLEVIATE the af-
fections Of your uncle from Isabel
whom be adores, and now you
have caught Joe Dayton. Not
that l care for the act itself, but
the miserable spirit you show. 60
into the street. / never want to
see your face again =
Honoria stood up, nervously
working her trembling hands, one
over the other, wondering where
in her extremity she was to 60,
for in all the great city she knew
no one of whom she might ask 30
much as a nights lodging.
you need not hesitate,' said
her aunt.
mo, 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 tri.
umph.
And don't you dare, Houoria
Clifton, to again step your foot
over the threshold. I've got rooms
at the Fifth-Avenue, and I rather
think l can find money enough to
find you suite there, too. I've
beeu waiting for an outbreak Of
some kind that | might take you
away. As for you, sister Clifton,
I'm afraid you'll have to find
another purse, and your daughter
Isabel another rich uncle, for l
can assure you that you will never
get dollar from me, or another
hours drudgery from this poor
wronged child. Honoria, dear,
get your hat
In a luxurious carriage the
young girl was borne away to a
sumptuous sbode in the hotel, and
henccforward her life was an
easy one. She went steadily to
the studio, where she met her be-
trothed, until the picture was
completed, and then resolved to
be, her husbands model alone. She
was married before the year end
ed, and proud happy Captain Cliff
ton gave the bride away, and With
ber a brown stone palace, which
made his graspiug sister and
her daughter turn greon with
envy.
Az for Mark Hatfield, his pic,