Tolland County press., 1883-03-01
Creighton. One was wealthy young brewer, the other poor clerk in q coant-l

Creighton, One was a wealthy young
 brewer, the other poor clerk in q coant-s langlhouse. saE sxass Es8A aasIA " h1asaE
 9s.Lstsy wills get over il, she said to Lefty father, whose heart ached at
 the sight of his dang ghtefas sad face tsA
 first-love disappo pointment is always hard
 have died when Stephen Ford marr1ed
 my cousin but didn't z lived to mar | ry you, and I have a seal-skin cloak, and
 Mir. Ford hasn't even 8 jacket"
 And so Brougham Brown, who was
 really g manly, generous, good -hearted1 l fellow in spite of his beer and wealth. on.
 couraged by the maternal head of the
 house, began deyoting himself in the most
 ardent fashion to Lefty and she, seelng
 her mother's pleasure thereat, and hear
 ing no word from Rick, received his at-
 tentions in a passive, unresponsive way.
 Threemonths went by, and it was Aunt
 Emory's birthday, and that eccentric old
 lady had decided to divide it among the
 family, lunching with one portion, dining
 with another, and supping with third.
 The lunch party was given at her sister
 Letitia's (Mrs. Lounsberry), and some l half dozen old friends and some dozen
 relatives were bidden to the feast. Letty
 in sea-green gown Rick's favorite
 gown), with 8 spray. of pink hyacinths
 (Rick's favorite spring hower) in her hair,
 went quietly about welcoming the gueats,
 Brougham Brown following her like her shadow, until lunch was announced. I Then taking her place at the table, the young man still near, her, she raised the
 cover from and dipped spoon into the
 last jar of grandmamma's famous peach
 marmalade (she had had it placed before
 her, trusting to be able to hide the mis-
 chief Baby had done), when somebody said, addressing her mother 'Have youl
 heard that Richard. Creighton is going abroad for his be .lth He has given up his situation, and sails in day or two.
 They say he has failed fast lately."
 II And the very next moment Aunt En- ory fixed her speetaeled eyes upon her n1ece's poor, pale face, and asked, sharp Fly: "What Is the matter, child D.. you see anything dreadful in the sweets 2
 sNo, maam, apswered Letty, with a. pitiful attempt at smile, when the spoon struck something harder than preserved
 peaches should be. aa. I . esas I 'sLet me help you," said Brougham i; I and with one turn of his wrist he placed upon the dainty china shell before her-a
 wad of paper. a. I "And so that is the last of the celebrat-
 ed marmalade, is it ?" said Aunt Emory. , 1T don't want any. I prefer my sweets unmixed with unknowR foreign sub
 stances. Take it away, Norah." l But Lefty was already slowly unrolling the paper Git proved to be the missing , part of the jars original hat}-a rather
 difficult thing to accomplish, as it struck . persistently to her small fingers, but ac- eomplished at last, when out rolled the little gold pig. And on the inside of the } paper was scrawled in Ricks bold hand, 3 these words sEa E<3 My Darling.-How foolish Ne are-I mean, am Here is the charm. Miss Va. rian had it about ten minutes last night-on-
 ly long enough to show it to yoa and tell yon 3 a story about it. Baby will give it to you Had no paper so tore piece of one of your jam pots. Will see you to morr,'w 1 evening. RICK r Never did any young lady 20 suddenly break through all the conventionalities of
 society, never did daughter SO quickly did niece so unAinchingly brave the dis r pleasure of thirty thousand dollar aunt, as did Lefty Lounsberry the instant after
 she had read thit note.
 .!.'.Rrougham, she cried, looking at him with beautiful, beseeching eyes, "I must !; see Rick. I neust-I nsasst. You will go , and bring him to me, dear ?"
 I Ct was the first time she had ever call } ed hlm 'daar," and, alas he felt that it would be the last For mament he , pulled his long moustache nervously. ] eve are not very good friends, you know" :; at last he said.
 5 :''Yes, l know. But am to blame for } that too," said Lefty, hurriedly. tFor- r give me, Brougham, but must see Rick" :, And the good fellow, hesitating no lon ger, turned from that imploring face, and, with tugging at his heart-strings, went ], loff to seek hls rival He found him, and brought him back to the girl they both
 loved. s | And what do you think Aunt Emory
 did 1? Aunt Emory, who had declared over and over again that only as Mrs. Brougham Brown, Lefty should inherit any of her money. Cleft the house in a : passion ?" Not bit of it. She laughed and laughed until she could laugh no , longer.
 ''Now shall have something new to
 tell folks,'' she said. ''They must be ) tired and sick of my old yarns. I'm sure : am.. Love, gold pigs, jealousy and 5 marnalade all mixed up together. It's one of the funniest things ever heard in all my life."
 5 ''I'm glad you think so," said Mrs. r Lounsberry cit don't strike me that way. What are they going to live on ?' 7 ''Oh, I'll look after them," said Aunt Emory and her remark makes8a very . good ending to this real sweet story. 
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