Delaware state journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1870-1883, 1883-09-20
AFTER ALL.

d.bsy, Uttlt uptown I III ~ Dpon tAe
derk bad hm are several letters that ,
have just arrived by the early post !
aud hs has been sitting, cigar IN baud
W atohing them for the last ten minutes,
not caring enough for them to even notice
the post marks,
Finally he throws away the stump OF
his cigar, shakes himself, aud In care
less manner takes them up, one by enc.
These he merely looks at, aud then
throws them down again, nntil at the
very bottom of all these yellow, business
like envelopes be espies tinted one,
addressed in queer, cramped looking
hand. This he must recognize, for
shade of interest comes into his face as he
breaks the seal and reads the words
written thereon. It reads as follows:
''CnyDE-I want you to come out to Deep
dell for month. | do not think 1t good for
your health to stay in the city this very hot
weather. Come have reented, and take
back all the harsh things l said to you last
summer. Perhaps | was wrong to throw
Young lady at your head in such manner
Come, shall expect you very soon.
Aflectionately,
AUNT CLAnIssA."
"Whew Well, that is good OF course
shall 90. Who would ever have thought
Of the old lady at this time, when was
wishing that had sufficient of the filthy |
lucre to 60 to some cool retreat, sending |
me an invitation 10 Deepdell But wasn't
she wrathy when refused TO pay court |
to the lady she had, a. she said, with |
rare discretion, selected for me | can't |
imagine what can have changed her |
mind. Well, nevertheless, Clyde, Well |
run down and see"
He hastily scrawls an answer, and TAX
ing it in his hand, goes to the mail-box
and deposits it.
The next day finds Clyde en- route for
Despdell, the home OF bis maiden aunt,
Miss Clsrisss Browning. This lady WAS
possessed Of handsome fortune, which
Clyde had always been led to believe
would become his at her death but as
the fate would have it, he had only last
summer deeply offended her by refusing
to marry a special pet of hers-Miss
Larsmors. As Clyde fatty informed his
aunt that "when he came to select wife
he should do so unaided," she became
very angry, and in high dudgeon said
that henceforth he might consider all
favors st her hands al impossibility-in
fact, he was disinherited and discarded.
Clyde had therefore picked up his
traps and departed for the city, his dusty
books and Office again.
For two days Clyde had been installed
at Deepdell. Aunt Clarissa is in the best
Of spirits, and seemingly quite overjoyed
to see him, and he finds the cool, bracing
air Of the country 80 delightful aft r the
hot, crowded city, that he feels III the
most exuberant spirits.
This evening he is lazily stretched out
upon one of the rustic benches in the
cedar arbor, idly dreaming, and taking
In the beauty Of the scenery around him,
when upon lis ear falls the faint rustic
of drapery. Looking up, he sses figure
coming down the broad walk leading
from the house-the figure of young
lady attired in a light blue dress that
falls about her in graceful folds, while in
her hair, on her breast, and at her belt.
are white roses that she had just plucked.
A beautiful picture she makes, and Clyde
sits watching her as she moves gracefully
down the walk-watehes in admiration
until turn in the shrubbery hides hel
from view. Then a low whistle escapes
his lips.
"What beauty Aunt Clarisss never
told me that there were any young Ladies'
stopping at the house. Oh, yes | be
neve she did say that she had a com.
psnion; but surely this girl can't be she
But, however, intend to know more
Hardly have the last words escaped hi
lips whenIhis eye falls upon small whit
object lying in the path. 'Tis but th
work Of moment to take it in his hand
and it proves to be dainty little hand
kerchief, with the name "Sylvia" in
soribed in the corner.
However, it furnishes reason enough
for Clyde to follow after the girl in BIO
haste and restore it TO it's fair owner
which he strsightway decides to dc
Accordingly he ia in a few moment
standing before her, hat in hand, pre-
senting her with her lost property.
She smiles her sweetest as in sof
musical tones she returns him her thank.
and utters not word to tine contrary 9
he walks by her side seemingly inter
upon oonversing with her.
"Excuse me, but you-you are--"
Miss Netherby, your aunt's con
psnion," she says, bright blush spread
ing over her fair face. "You see
already know who you are-Miss Brow
ing told me of your expected arrival"
His aunts companion ! Could II
possible
49, "Why is it that l have been here tv
whole days and haven't seen you beforel
81 have been away on a short visit,
she replies, and gradually they dri
upon other topics and into lively col
versation.
Suffice to say that when the tea b.
rings that evening, Aunt Clarissa, fro
her point of view at the library windoI
tun -,
ting and laughing in the happiest vi
possible, coming in answer to its summon
30 the days glide by as if on wings
Clyde, who realizes to his sorrow that
time of probation is almost at an en-
until only two days remain Of hia stay
Deepdell. Many are the long rambl
''over the hills and far away Ii
Clyde and Sylvia take in the long, sw,
summer days, and it is with a sigh q
regretful tone that, sitting in the ced
arbor one evening, he mentions the fl
that in two days he must return to {
city.
$50 soon 7" says Sylvia. And
looks into her face to see the effect of
words then, emboldene1 By the expr
sion he sees there, says impulaively
at is very hard for me to tear mys
away from Deepdell. never spent I
happier months in my life. hate
leave you, Sylvia-you, have gro
30 dear to me even in this short time.
She sits by his side, unmercifu
pluoking petal after petal from
flower in her hand.
"You understand me Sylvia, dc
you I If not, know that l love you u
all the strength Of my heart. | wo
make you my wife. Tell me, dear
don't you care for me little ~
He steals an arm around her sler
waist, while she looks up into his
roguish dimple playin around
mouth, and answers in laug hing tonei
"Why, certainly DO You IN
have known it all the time had you
been 80 blind. Have l not shown
every way %
He doesn't exactly remember,
knows that he is made most happ,
such an acknowledgment from ber
sweet lips.
"But what will your aunt think
ventures to expostulste. "Will sh,
be angryf She desires you to ma
great match, | understand.
81 know, The answers. fBut that
not stand in my way, Sylvia. lea
soon that want to be sure Of you b
l 60. Suppose this eveniug-whei
take our customary walk-that We
into the rectory and get married
and there2 Will you, my darling 20
Her murmured "yes' is lust aud