The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1881-10-26
ATWIsT OF ROSES.

s. a TWIST OF ROSES. .
aou are really in earnest, Miss
Barbara9p said Hugh Greatorex, with
marked surprise in his tone,
''ram.'
Seger answer prompter, more de-
cided; Notwithstanding, Hugh Great
oFcx stared above his papers with an
incFcdulous, bewildered'a air.
y ain to understand, then, that
you aisdain young Bonnifeld's offer;
that You will not avail yourself Of
any part Of your rightful property;
that you sacrifice all y
a fash Of her black eyes, an I'M
PATIENT footItap, interrpp pptedhims
9 ahe said
But thebrisk little laSy yer @assnot
tpbe thus foiled.
my dear Miss Barbara = h6S con
tinued, suayely, 'this is delicate
matter; very delicate matter indeed,
but | beg you to reflect; if, not on this
proper offer, at least upon the-the
primary condition Of the will. You
understand your grandfather, of
course, he presumed you would not
find this hard, and as far as Hubert"
The black eyes flashed more vivid
'ly; again the crisp voice spoke:
"Mr. Greatorex, spare your pains;
l will not marry Hubert Bonnifeld;
| will not take from him these es.
tates. For both, this is my last will
and testament, so please let the sub
ject drop"
She finished with her hand on the
door.knob, and swept from the apart
ment down the hall and into the
charming little boudoir which, until
this evening, had seemed to her a
paradise; into which, heretofore, she
had brought scarce a disturbing
thought. Her face soltened, a burst
of tears would have been the speedy
sequel to her indignation, but for an
object that met her eyes.
A fair object to look upon; a twist
of twin roses, gracing the bracket
whittier, few hours since, they had
been tenderly carried; where this
same Barbara had bent over them
with blushing countenance, and
touched them with her lips. Poor
howersl now beholding them, her
brows bent;!pitilessly she seizedthem,,
and flung them far out on the lawn.
This action was a relief; with it re-
sentiment. temporarily faded, and she
ssenea s. isaalff elize.i.
who would have Believed / would
do tina. this morning!' she murmur-
ed. "But truly since morning life
has changed. Then was near to
loving Hubert Bonnifield; now l
think am as near hating him as
ever Id like to be. And he"
She did not finish; she stood star
ing wistfully down the roadway, as if
seeking the sequel there-down
whore the flowers had fallen, where
they lay waiting, revcngeful agents,
though Barbara dreamed it not.
1t was a surprising denouement,
that which had occurred this day
Old Colonel Holden had ben three
months dead; the search for his will,
vain, though yigilant, was about be,
ing abandoned and an administrator
appointed, when, accidentally, the
hunted document came tolight. And
4 startling document it proved, con.
ferring the colonel's rich estates, un-
trammeled, upon his granddaughter,
on condition that she married Mr..
Hubert Bonnitield; which, failing to
do, the same were to pass untram-
meled into the said Bonnifield's pos
session: Either Of which conditions,
Hugh Greatorex, executor, was charg-
ed to see speedily fulfilled,
On the face, most arbitrary will;
but to those acquainted with Colonel
Holden the matter was very plain
He had been through life an invet.
crate jester; his humor must needs
tinge his will. Noting with favor
able eye young Bonnifeld's atten.
tions to Barbara-as yet in their
first bud-and priding himselfon his
sagacity, he had in u fit of jollity re.
voked all former testaments and in.
dited this; chuckling to think that,
should he die ere things were settled,