Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-12-09

You will think | am a sentimental old
woman, but love is better a thousandfold "
81 don's know. Love is very nice, but
if you must go without everything else
without pretty gowns and jewels and splen.
dor, give me money"
I" You are too young to choose. Pretty
gowns, jewels and splendor lose their charm
when you are used to them, but love out
lasts every thing"
But Miss Eulalie's words were wasted.
81 love money" Isabel confessed 81
adore clothes. | don't know about love"
In spite of all that had happened, Miss
Eulahe was quite unprepared when Isabel
said to her: I've something to tell you
| dare say you know it already. though
| am going to marry Captain Valentine,
and wear cashmeres and sapphires, and 90
abroad, and never have tn count my change
again. Congratulate me.
You are joking" cried Miss Ealalie.
Then it's the best joke in the world
It's no joke to the other girls, let me tell
you"
You are going to marry Captain Val
entine? Do you know that he ia old
enough"
"To know better"
"Do you love him, Isabel"
81 like him well enough. l love his
money"
- Isabel, don't do it. You will SOW tie
wind and reap the whirlwind. l can't al.
low it; the idea of your marrying him
1t Is too prosperous, too mercenary. Why,
he was once lover OF my OWL" pursued
Miss Eulalie, forgetting herself.
Why didn't You marry him and save
me the trouble - asked Isabel. "But per-
hsps he was poor thea"
L. was not that"
"What then? You loved somebody
else -
81 don't mind telling you now, Isabel.
| had another lOver-ABson Andrews.
I've never gotten over it. There have been
weeks and months when I've tried with
all ny soul to forget him-to unlove him.
He and Captain Valentine sailed together
in The Water Witch, aud when Captain
Valentine returned be brought me all the
triukets and letters | had sent Arson An
drews, but never word more"
"Nou dear old faithful thing you shall
dress in satin de Lyon and thread lace we
shall live in the lap of luxury and I'll
send word to Arson Andrews If he is at
tarthest Thule. How oddly things turn
out Fancy my marrying your cast-otf
Ioverw
"Isabel, beg you not to"
"Not marry Captain Valentine Just be-
cause I'm not in love? Perhaps | never
shall be in love. You would have me give
up so much for a mere sentiment. You
mustn't expect everybody to have as intense
feelings as yourself. l couldn't remember
a man fifteen years If ne were the Great
Mogul himself"
Captain Valentine and Isabel were mar
ried in the little parlor of the old house,
shaded by the old elm-tree, which made
pretty dancing shadows on the wall. 1t
was a most informal affair and when it
was over, and the clergyman had pocketed
his fee, and the bride was trying on her
travelling hat, Miss Eulalie stepped into the
garden TO draw a long breath. WHAT were
the worairgmeu doing there at that hour
$50 into the house, Miss Eulale," said
Captain Valentine. 60 am going to eeIe-
brate my wedding day. ISABEL has made
me wedding gifg OF the old elm tree, and
| I'm cutting 1t down to burn on the hearth
at The Towers, while we look out 20 the
'dresry winter sea. Miss Eulslie, when
you thwart Valentine, you do it at your
peril. Do you think l married Isabel for
love! Revenge Is sweeter than love. When
you refused to marry me, swore l would
make You repent in dust aud ashes"
Mss Eulalie turned silently toward the
house, but paused TO look back from the
doorway. There was q crash, and when
strange blur had cleared away from be.
fore her eyes, Captain Valentine lay dead
beneath 4 great arm OF the tree, which had
snapped as it fell.
II ielt so awfully wicked" said Isabel.
some months later. awed and ashamed AT
finding herself IN possession Of the coveted
wealth without the burdengome conditions
I've been looking over his papers with
Mr.. Billings, the executor, and we ferreted
out this letter. It's from Arson Andrews.
thought it explained something; st any
rate you might like to see it. It's dated
Australia, year age"
Dear Val Miss Eulalie ready: Here
l am, leagues from home, but possessed
with an unquepchable longing to hear from
the old place, and a homesickness which
no money can relieve. Sometimes when
I'm smoking in my bungalow alone | fancy
| am home again under the old elm-tree
with Eulalie, still young, with hope in my
soul, and presently | awake from the day
dream and berate myself soupdly for allow.
ing the old wound to throb and ache. Be.
lieve me, old boy, in spite of the fifteen
years behind US, my bald head and her
GoaAle-dealing, l cannot think of her aud
ali We lost without weight at my heart.
l was happy wight when we shipped in
the Water Witch I'm free to confess
I've never seen a happy day sinceiyou con-
hded to me that you were going to marry
| Ealalie. l remember how black you
looked when l told you she belonged TO
me, aud how we then and there swore We
would neither OF us marry sucn heartless
! jlt How have You weathered it, mess
! mate Aud what has become Of her? Has
she b-fooled any more true lovers After
/ al Lsslieve that
g NJ heart would hear and beat
| Had it lain for 4 century dead
Write me about her, and if the old elm
( tree, where l kissed her first, Is still stand