New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-10-17
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Hettie would give anything to have
him back on the old footing; but he
seems to take particular pains to show
her how little she really is to him.
She wonders what brought him to
New York, but dares not ask questions.
As the weeks go by and she meets
him again and again, and he maintains
the same reserve towards her, she be-
gins to think that his scorn of her is
not feigned-that his love is indeed
dead.
She is too proud to make any further
advances, although she knows now
that she can never love any man as she
loves John, who has been like her
shadow for the greater part of her ex-
istence.
She is very unhappy-very desperate.
So when Mr.. Royalston, who is worth
two or three millions, asks her to mar
ny him, she says yes, much to the de-
light of Aunt Rachel.
Mr.. Royalston is fifty and grey
headed, and Hettie's engagement
ca Uses a little ripple of excitement in
Aunt Rachel's ser.
Hettic meets John one evening soon
after the engagement is announced,
and he contrives TO say to her when no
one is w thin hearin.:
II congratulate you upon having full.
filled your destiny"
And Hettie goes home that night to
shed some bitter tears upon her pillow.
Mr.. Royalston is nd.hearted man.
He sees after while that his little love
is not SO bright as of yore, and one day
in calling, he mentions the fact and asks
her, gently and kindly, to forget that he
is her lover, and to contide in him and
allow him, if possible, to assist her.
Then miserable little Hettie breaks
down and weeps passionately; and af-
ter the first violence of her grief has
exhausted itself, she tells him every
thing sparing herself in the slight
est. She relates the story of her dis
content, and pride, and ,fckleness, and,
last of all, Johns GOODNESS.
''He hates me, Know she cries;
"and who can blame him? But I-oh,
I love him dearly, and always have; I
know that now! 1t was very wicked of
me to promise to marry you, Mr.. Roy
aston; 1 hardly dare to ask your for
giveness. But if you do feel hardly
towards me you will have your revenge
in the knowledge that never shall be
happy again. "
"My dear child" the gentleman says,
in such a tone of commiseration that
Hettie somehow feels comforted, Il
forgive you freely. Take back your
liberty, little girl. Make it up with
your old lover, and when you are mar
ried, Hettie, you shall have q hand
some DOVER :"
Hettie shakes her head disconsolately.
''You are very good, sir, but John
will never love me again. He is hardly
civil to me when we meet. Auntie will
be very angry when she learns that our
engagement is broken, and I shall be
sent back to my old life; but oh,
wouldn't mind being poor if I could
only have John again!'
And once more the pretty flushed
face is buried in her handkerchief.
Just then the door is opened by SER
want, and ayoung man pauses upon the
threshold, looking slightly disconnected
at the scene before him, and evidently
about to retreat.
Mr.. Royalston is a man quick to I'm.
derstand and make the most of favora.
BILE circumstances. He beckons so i'm.
periously to John Brent that the latter
involuntarily advances.
''Look here, my young friend" the
elder man says, ''this little girl abso.
lutely refuses to share my money with
me because she loves another man.
have an engagement down town, and
in the meanwhile perhaps you had bet.
ter find out who the other man is.
Good-day!''
"Oh, MIR. Royalston?' gasped Hettie
in dismay.
But Mr.. Royalston is gone, and John
is holding her close, and talking eager.
And when at last she begins to under.
stand his words, she bushes delight.
fully.
''Why, John, I was sure that you
hated me- she signs, with her head
nesting very contentedly against his
coat-collar.
His answer seems quite satisfactory,
for she turns her lips shyly to his nous
tache, which is lowering very close.
''Why did you come to New York?''
she queries presently.
Because he replied at once, II
wanted to see you, Hettie, though the
sight Of you only gave me an awful
heartache. Do you feel quite happy al
the thought of marrying a poor man,
dear?' he asks with laughing eyes.
ooh, John! How foolish I was!
would rather share the meanest little
sEanty with you than millions with a
man did not love-though Mr.. Roy
alston was very good to me-" she adds
with some conjunction.
Hettie goes back to her old home, and
is married to John month later, and il
is not until after their wedding that
John tells her of a snug little legacy
which has befallen him.
Mr.. Royalston is present at the
wedding, and his gift is cheque fol
ten thousand dollars.
So you see they are not SO dreadfully
poor after all, and Hettie thinks she is
the happiest woman in existence.
Inc New York Saloon.
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