The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1884-12-10
sIto4iS ffOKTe TALE.
~ ylPeside Reading these Tong Eve.
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-rAn seuIRE's MODEL.
NM. Hayward. I hear. Il going t,
execute . splendid statue for the Bur-
wood exhibition IN October. Gilling
ham and were joking him about 4
4 the other day. and asking him who hi
model would be. and he blushed like {
boy of eighteen. He would not tell US,
butt think We know who it will be-
oh, ;Gertrude?" and Lady Mercis
laughed srchly, as she turned to he1
younger sister, superb beauty, fully
aware Of her own lovliness. Y
Il wish you wonld not be 50 ready
10 couple my name with Cuthbert Hay.
!. ward 4, {" answered the Lady Gertrude.
pettishly; people will think we are
engaged, and It will spoil all my
chances for the season."
'.Well, do as you please, dear. Only
he Il of old. though untitled family,
and immensely rich; and the youngest
) daughter of poor earl may live to rue
the day she sighted him." was the ell
der sisters plain-spoken reply.
mamma does not agree with you,
Mefcia; she thinks ought to certainly
secure . title; If I fail, then l may. per-
haps, accept Mr.. Hayward. as | should
NOT care to risk another season."
The sisters were sitting in pretty
rustic arbor in the grounds of Grey
stone Hall, and talking confdentislly.
Lady GilliDgham and her husband were
guests for the present; the former. be-
Ing happily married was generously
anxious to see the younger sister SINH
larry circumstanced; but Gertrude was
quite unlike the warm-hearted Mercia.
She was cold-hearted. selfish, and cal
culating, and had neither love nor adj
mfration for any man, except for his
title and position.
The sisters had thought themselves
alone IN the grounds, but as Gertrude
finished speaking, q gentleman, tall,
handsome. and more aristocratic in ap-
pearance than many duke, arose from
. little mound where stood q mar
bic fountain, close to, but hidden from
the arbor, and with bitter smile on
his lips, walked quickly away.
It was Cuthbert Hayward. He was
honestly and truly in love with Lady
Gertrude, and her last speech, unin-
tentionally overheard, was q cruel
awakening from his dream Of happi-
ness.
He had intended her to be his model;
in his youth he had been passionately
fond Of the sculptor's art and it was
still the favorite amusement of his leis-
ure hours, and since he had met the
earl's lovely daughter, great desire
to immortalize her perfect features in
pure white marble had taken possess
ion Of him, and he had resolved that,
~ the Burwood Exhibition was to be
held in the autumn, he would execute
for It beautiful statue of his love. and
whom 1t was closed, the statue would
fill an honored place in his ancestral
gallery. And then, too, he fondly
thought, its lovely original might also
find . lasting home at Hayward Lodge.
Now his dream was rudely shattered.
He had come forth from his home that
bright spring morning, a happy lover;
he returned two hours later, a blighted,
disappointed man. @
49," he thought bitterly, my Lady
Gertrude will flirt and dance, and
hunt with her worldly minded mothers
aid, for title through one more Lon
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lon next month. Til turn him over to
'ou!"
Elma's eyes filled with tears. and
'ainful blush sufused her cheeks.
you are very cruel to talk so, Ger
rude, ana you do not deserve the love |
4 such man as Mr.. Hayward. He
loes love you. know, and you play
nth him as it he were a toy. to be TAX
n up and cast aside at your pleas
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