The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1882-02-08

BY this time Maries eyes were
full of unshed tears. Stephanie had
finished, and, rising, she began to
busy herself about some household
duty, while Marie betook herself To
her favorite nook in the garden.
/ The unshed tears still filled Ter
eyes, and now they fell one by oaa
down the rounded cheeks.
"Ah," she thought sadly, ''it is no
wonder papa does not care for me.
If it hadn't been for me my mother
would not have died !"
A tall figure entered the garden
unpoticed by her, and walked up
the path, overgrowD with its border
of luxuriant, uncared-for flowers.
Crying, Marie?'
With a fond gesture the young
man drew the weeping girl to him.
'Oh, Allan |" was all Marie said !;
but her tears still flowed 1t is sweet
to weep when sympathetic arms sur
round one.
They made pretty picture as
they stood beneath the old oaks
pendant branches-two young be-
ings in the spring-time of youth and
beauty. He with his fair Saxon
skin and blue eyes, and she with
her foreign, piquant face with its
rich coloring aud dark. starry eyes.
"Are you coming to my sisters
birthday party, Marie?' he asked
after a while.
81 think not, Allan, though |
havn't said anything about it yet to
papa"
"And you had better not growl-
ed deep, harsh voice which Marie
knew well.
Unheard by the lovers, Mr.. De
We're had come softly toward them.
Involuntarialy Marie sprang away
from Allan's encircling arms, but
not quick enough.
young man, by what right do
you presume to put your arm
around my daughter 2"
Then in an angry tone, turning to
Marie
as this Stephanie's bringing up ?
Has she not taught you that maid
el. never allows such faniliarities,
save from a betrothed lover. ?"
Walking down the path Mr.. De i
We're motioned Allan IT, follow. By
this time the young man had recov-
cred his composure.
"Mr. De Vere," he said, earnestly.
Il have told your daughter that
loved her, and she has acknowledge
that her heart is mine"
Indeed !" was the answer in curt j
dry tones "when did you ask myl
permission to address my daugh-
ter ?'
Allan's fair. boyish face flushed /
as be said 2 ologetically:
Il shonl,, have spoken to you, l
know, sir, but Marie feared that you
would not be pleased-then, too
my people knew nothing about it. h
With an angry inconsistence Mr.
De We're said quickly:
"Your people 2" Do you mean to-
say that they would consider mar \
riage between you and my daughter
"a De Vere-in the light of mis- Il
alliance 2"
Allan's eyes sank beneath theI
piercing glance bent upon him. Y
Not misalliance; but they wish
me to marry rich wife,"
Marie had been standing where
she could hear the conversation, eI-
pecting every moment to see her lov-
er dismissed with bitter words, when
TO her great surprise, she saw her
father actually smiling.
$50 your family want you to take
a rich wife, and you, knowing that
my daughter has no fortune, love
her and would marry her?"
"Yes, sir" simply replied Allan,
as much as Marie at his
luestioner's sudden change of man
ler.
"Well, sir, l began this converse
lon in anger and | end it in friend
hip. You remind me of my own
youth. But my daughter is too
voung TO think of marrying yet.
food morning." |,
Going back to Marie he drew her
lrm through his and led her to the
house, leaving Allan to take his de-
,arture in silent surprise.
When they had entered the hall
dr. Devere said. in his usual i'm
tone:
"Marie, l hope this will be the last
shall hear ofsuch nonsense. That
8 nice young man, but, child. he
5 no mate for De We're. Keep
iour fancy free I; some day we may
urn up in our native land. and there
you can wed in your own station.
Vow 90 to Stephanie."
keep her fancy free 7" Marie was
# an impulsive race, her heart once
,iven, no power could cause her TO
,hange. Mr.. De Vere's warning had
,ome too late.
The next week her father had oc-
.asion to leave his home, and one
lfternoon Stephanie called Marie in
o her room.
Little one, wouldn't you like to ,
% to Miss Adams party You
haven't said anything about it, but
know yon would enjoy it."
Marie's eyes sparkled I; then her
ace clouded.
But, Stephanie, papa wouldn't
Ike it, and, last, but not least, |
ave no dress"
There, upon StephaDie's bed, lay I
delicate India muslin as fine - if
Toven in Titania's realms. So rob
d all in white, with cardinal rose }
uds in her dark hair, Marie went q
D her first party. Mrs Adams
harp eyes soon noticed the lover
Ike manner of her son toward Miss '
)e We're, and later in the evening
hen conversing with her young =
uest she casually informed her of y
n expected visit they were to have !.
BON from Allans betrothed. U
"Allan never told me he was en- Z
aged" Marie exclaimed, impul- Z
ively. =
"Did he not ? Oh. my son is some !