The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1881-06-04
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THE TWO MISS AMBERLKYS.

Within vine-elad window two charm
ing girls, in the severely ample attire that
fashion prcscribes for travelling. With
out, a long, well-kuit, masculine figure lies
perdu in the grass, face invisible, being
covered by the owners hat. Toward him
there saunters another gentleman, dark,
stylish and wide-awake.
'sHullo, Kingston Wake up. Got
something to tell you" And he unkiudly
draws away the sweltering hat, disclosing
handsome, angry face.
"Confouud you! What makes you pes
ter fellow so in this warm weather"
says the victim, sitting up disconsolately.
"nid l spoil your nap2 Have cigar,
instead. l wanted to tell you of the new
arrival, Aggie Kimberley, the great heiress,
with her cousin and companion. There's
chance for you to get rich wife, my
boy
aDon't want one. Hang this cigar, it
won't draw. A poor man ike myself
can't afford to marry rich wife.
Il should say that he couldn't afford to
marry anything else, laughed the other,
fand Aggie Kimberley is beauty as well
as an heiress. You don't often meet such
prize.
"YOu had better make up to her your
self, said Kingston, dryly.
perhaps / shall and leave you to the
cousin, who is also beauty in another
style. Hanged if IN tell you which is
which, though And you'll never 6nd
out from the manner of our hosts toward
them. There are no worshipers Of the
golden calf IN this house.
"Humph 7 said Kingston, and smoked
few minutes in silence; then he 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, Preston, for your
motives to be above suspicion, but as for
me-by Jove l would not marry rich
woman if loved her ever so well IFe
no fancy for the name fortune-hunter.
aBrayo, Don Quixotew laughed his
friend. "Now, suppose we go and take
a skim You need some cooling of. !"
They strolled away, unconscious Of fair
eyes watching them.
Then said one young lady to the other
sIf that fellow does not marry rich
woman my names not Aggie Amberley.
A few days later Mrs. Courtney and
her guests we're grouped on the lawn-the
ladies with some dainty needle-work, Mr..
Preston reading aloud to them; Harry
Kingston in his favorite position, fiat on
his back in the grass, working at certain
problem which had been troubling him
for some days. Which was Aggie Am
berley? That tall stylish blonde in lilac
silk, with pond lilies on her bosom, or this
graceful, dark haired fairy 10 futtering
white muslin
"The fair-haired one for tie money
She looks more like fashionable beauty,
as Jim Preston said the hciress was. Not
that charming little gypsy. Providence
would never bestow fortune on a girl
with such bewitching face 1t would
be too much partislity. But she don't
look much like poor relation, either. I'd
give good deal to hear one Of those la
dies call the other by her Christian name. f"
Said the fair Miss Amberley "Aggie,
have you needleful of violet silk 2"
Said the dark Miss Amber!ey "No,
Aggie, but can get you some from up
stairs.
Harry fairly gasped.
Later he learned that the blonde was
called Agnes and the brunette Agatha.
Thea he began to notice that Mis-
Agatha dressed more simply than her
cousin and that she was always ready to
offer small services which the other calmly
accepted. And one day the young lady
expressed it as her opinion that riches
must be great burden, although, to be
sure, Cousin Aggie had such mind for
finaneesi But for her part, she hoped 20
one would ever leave her a fortune.
This was said in . confidential way,
with her great eyes looking into his
'And shat eyes the little thing has,
thought Kingston, "they look fellows
heart right out of his body"
After that Kingston considered his first
problem very happily solved Another
had taken its place. How much money
was necessary for TIE luxury of marriage
Jim Preston was courting Miss Agnes
Amberley without any attempt at disguise.
Perhaps his example was a little BIT infec
tious. At all events Kingston and Miss
Agatha were thrown much together, and
their confidential talks increased in num-
Der and interest. On the last day of King |
ston's visit he took a farewell stroll with |
Agatha. They stopped on little rustic i