Connecticut western news., 1882-06-21
CARMIE'S LIFE STORY.

"How do you like her, Jud ?"
 Young Doctor Galbraithe looked up at his cousin 8 second before answer ing.
 "If she were worth 8 hundred thou sand would marry her tomorrow. She IS girl that ten years from now will do honor to even a Galbraithe."
 Alice was silent, and outside the open door, in the hall, Carmie had come all unheard in her slippered feet, but not unhearing, and stood silent also. She was not vain, so felt strange delight In this mans words, cruel and heartless as they were but she was proud and sensitive, and her eyes flashed, and something of the superb power that Judson Galbraithe prophesied for ten years hence thrilled her as she stood there; then nothing but a girl, she shivered as she thought how easily she could have been won by this handsome, careless man had she been wealthy won, but not loved; and she crept qui- etly away, wondering if she could ever be anything to be proud of-anything but poor, paid governess.
 "Thirty to-day! Once should have considered myself old at this age, with the best of my life passed, and little be- fore me to enjoy but now am very happy, thankful and content"
 Osrmie Brownell was looking across the blue sea water, her hands resting upon the raiiing of the balcony, her calm. sweet face grave and thoughtful.
 The climbing ivy and roses threw duttering leaf-shadows and sunshine upon her tall, 1.-the form, and people on the beach below turned to look at the unconscious figure a second time.
 " Who is she, Leicester?"
 "Miss Brownen."
 Is that all there is to say of her p'
 "No; might talk a day or two of her, and you would be as little &C., quainted.
 'sYou are unusually reticent. She must have incurred your lordship's dis. pleasure"
 "We are good friends; but knew that your questions were prompted by idle curiosity and thought would wait until you met her. She has won fair fame and considerable wealth, believe, by untiring patience and labor. She has trlumphed over every obstacle, met trouble and disappointment that would nave crushed a woman less brave. and now from 1t all she brings, instead of a cynlcal, selfish nature, one so thorough ly pure that men are made better for her hving."
 "she is wealthy, famous, but still unmarried ?'
 1es' even an old maid, if you like. But no one ever thinks of that"
 Fnlilp Leicester frowned, and there was ring of displeasure in his sweet strong, voice. It angered him to hear this cool questioning even from friend.
 Doctor Galbrsithe, at his side. hand some, fascinating, worldly wise, turned again 10 look at the white-robed figure,
 They sauntered back au hour later. just as Miss Brownell frightened the reins over her high-stepping blacks.
 Those are magnificent animals, by love l" exclaimed Galbraithe.
 "Yes; she handles them perfectly, too.'
 And Philips dark eyes flashed, and Q wonderful light swept over his face, with the smile and bow he gave Carmie brownell; while she gave a glance at Doth, but smile to only one, as she dashed by.
 And the second time that day the fas- tldlous Judson Galbraithe turned to look at woman.
 he had quite fo: gotten her, however, untii ne saw her that evening in Ii tie crowd In the large drawing room.
 Philip Leicester was one of the crowd, and Galbraithe made his way toward them to be introduced,
 She rose, smiling, gracious, thorough. ly lady. with no pretense to girlish- ness. There were valley lilies at her belt, valley lilies in the soft lace at her throat, and valley lilies in the loose, low coiled hair.
 Her eyes were clear, brave, tender her face one that changed with every thought, but was pure and true.
 The summer passed, as all summers have way of doing, and one night, when the season was almost ended, Oar mic Brownell stood upon the terrace in the moonlight, listening to the roar and moan of the waters.
 JudsoD Galbraithe found her there. locking like some still, restful picture; but she turned with her old smile as he