Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1884-03-05

This was the last Janet saw ol Jonn'
But she had little time to think OF him.
while Mr.. Rayclifre devoted hlnselt so
entirely to her amusement. lie pam
ted her portrait. and while she sat Tor
HIM. besuiled the time reciting. IN ten
der tones, yards Of tender, sentimental
3oe,r,; lhey went on skelching tour;
they eat on the piazza in the twilight,
aud sang together; Jane. had a swee :
alto voice, which the boardsr was not
long in finding admirably suited hi
own.
Thugs went on until Janeps mother
with many a nod and beck and wreath
ell smile, intimated that there was an
under. tanding' between the two young
people. John Wentworth was well
enough in his way, honest, sober and
industrious aud snrewd as need be, but
she looked higher for Janet. Janet had
been to boarding school, she had the
education OF lady, she could sing and
plav the piano, and Nc. RAycllfe prais-
ed her drawing more than little. And
by the way he hung around (his time
to 90 back to the city was up, but he
had engaged the room for another
month), she was sure something would
come oft. She could sniff wedding IN
the air, aud went so tar as to ask Mrs.
Browns opinion as to the most lash
ionable way of making dresses, a very
uice ono, sultabe-and then Janets
mother hesitated, smiled and looked
very wise suitable for a wedding
dress. o. course Mrs. Brown knew at
once tlat the dress vas for Janet, and
through Mrs. BroH who was so ne
times called The Sunnydale daily tat
ler.' the rest of them were informed
without the loss Of precious time.
The report came to the ears of John
Wentworth. Like sensible fellow be
concealed whatever feeling OF dlsap-
pointment aud chagrin the announce
menl aroused from the pryins busy bo-
di, s. H. did not stay away from churc b
or from any Of the social gatherings Of
The Young people because he met Jane
and her devoted adorer there. Not he =,
he danced and laughed the more. al
though the pain in his heart. When he
deierminedly hid from view, was in
reality long in dying out.
Janet had been his first love, and
however lightly she had loved him, be,
at least, had been sincere, and could
not forget her iu a day,try as he might.
Time, however, is great healer,and
when one hazy October day Janet rode
over In her little phe,on to ask John
aud bis sisters to 60 berrying, he look
cd her straight in the eye and wished
her a happy future without a tremor
in his hearty voice or a quiver OF bis
eyelds.
Eugene has gone to Boston, said
Janet, hicking the flies off her gray po-
ny. and leaning forward. we should
nave beard from him yesterday. l feel
little worried. He had good deal OF
money with him. We sent 10 the city
by him for things we could not get here
and several of the neighbors-Judge
Jordan. Squire Ellis and otbers-pald
him in advance for portraits. | dream
ed last night Of his being robbed anc
killed. Ugh! it makes me shivar.
know l am foolish, but l can't fee
easy.'
Bills began to fall due, and Mr.. Eu'
oene Raycln- was still like the un-
known quantity represented by x
People began TO talk. Janet's mother
took TO bed with an illness sudden, and
of a nature unexplained and obscure.
Janet grew pale waiting for a letter.
Finally. one bright Sunday morning
Suun, dale, individually and collective
ly, was agape over startling headline
in Boston paper.
Arrest last night OF Joseph Riymon
otherwise known as 'Dashing Joe,' auC
having for his latest alias Eugene Ray
cliae. Several well-to-do residents o
Sunnydale vlctimizsd by the accom-
plIshed and gentlemanly scoundrel.'
The affair was a niue days wonder
But after a month or two had passed
away and the excitement had quieted
people began to wonder If John Went
worth would take Up with bis preul
early love.
Encouragement for him 20 do 50 was
no lacking 60 the natrons of Sunny
dale will tell you) from Janet's moth
er. Janet herself wrote a little not
on periumed paper to John, aud this
was the closing part Of his reply:
Il don't want to reprOach you fo
your throwing ne Oyel as you did
You have been punished quite enough
But for man like me it's no use try
inc to GO on with things as they are
now. Better each 80 our own way
Aud. although | cannot feel toward
YOU. as | did once, believe me that
bear no ill-will toward sou, and regard
me If you will as a friend STILL
When. a year, after on another stil
October day. John told Janet of hi'
approaching wedding TO young LADY
of Boston, Janet cried a little, and Of
fered faint lachrymose congratulations
with a fury Of regret aud Jealousy il
her heart that the young lady of Bos
tor fortunately knew nothing about
Aud Janet's mother frels summer anC
winter because Jaset is an old maid
but, nevertheless, che 'rowns severely
on any luckless man who off rs {
ssnn, NOR boarder's' remuneration fO