Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1881-10-22
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AlC VIII Suitl9 COl4CsAcA hS FAOl4A-
ised me, :" exclaimed Winnie Lyle,as
with face bright with love, and
eyes aglow with joy, she gazed down
the road which led to town. She
was standing under an apple tree,
now laden with fragrant blossoms,
and the swaying boughs, freighted
with their fair burden, seemed a fit
ting frame for the fair young girl
standing there so lonely in her eager
watching, her great blue eyes so full
of happiness. Some time she stood
there. a troubled look crept into
the sweet eyes, and the smiles left
her face.
Finally she sees a gentleman's
form in the distance, and with a
clap of her hands, she calls joyfully:
"There he is - and darts forward a
step.
AS he approaches, her lips trem-
bic with disappointment, and her
eyes grow dim with unshed tears.
The stranger, tall, dark young
man, of about twenty-one, doffs his
hat and says:
"Can you tell me where Mr.. Lyle
resides ?''
Certainly, sir; this is his resi-
dence," glancing toward the house
near by. "Do you wish to see him 20
SIS this Miss Lyle ?" he again in
quires.
sit is" she replies.
"Then 1 will tell you my errand.
Mr.. Lambert is obliged to return to
the city in the morning, and as he is
very busy preparing for his depart
ure, he asked me to deliver this to
you," and he handed her letter.
He watches the young girl pale,
sees the lips culver, and thinks to
himself: "Guy is brute !"
us he coming back 2" she falters.
"He was summoned very sudden
ly by a telegram from his father and
was very busy in preparing to leave"
eff you will excuse me, sir, |
will read this now, as perhaps l can
answer it by you,''
"Certainly," and he watches her
as she hastily breaks the seal. 1t
read:
Ny DARLING WINNIE - How
can I say what / am about to !?
And yet it must be said. This morn
ing, | received a telegram from my
father, requesting my immediate
presence in New York; and now,
Winnie, comes the hardest part of
all. I was engaged to a lady in New
York, before l ever knew you. l
know how base my conduct has been,
and fortune has decreed you should
never be mine. l am a brute l
ask no mercy lean only say last
farewell |! GUY LAMBERT.
The young man watching her, saw
her grow pale and stagger. Then
with a low moan of pain, her head
sank upon her hands.
1t was painful to see her grief, and
with a plying look he turned away.
Presently he felt light touch upon
his arm, and turning, saw her with
pale face and strained eyes, stand
ing beside him.
"This. sir, shall be my answer"
and she laid plain gold circlet in
his hand.
"Will you not permit Chester
Earle to be your true FRIEND" he
asked gently.
do not ask me; you are very kind
to offer it, but have no faith left. -
With a bow, he touched his hat,
and walked away, while she with
slow steps, entered the house.
"Guy Lambert ! you are a miser-
able brute ~ he exclaimed, as wend-
ing his way slowly back to town, the
girls sorrow-stricken face rose up
before him, just as she stood there,
the apple. blossoms framing her in.
"There she is Guy, isn't she love
ly ?" Chester Earle touched his
friend upon the arm.
eyes, she is beautiful; who did
you say she is 2"
"Miss Revere, that wealthy Mrs.
Revere's niece and heiress. She is
the belle at present. Charley Town