The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-07-12

other would be living death"
 Lady Gay turned her mild eyes to- wards the ceiling, and gave small sigh.
 You surely will not go to that out. landish place till after Lady Ashley's ball. which terminates the London season. You will meet there Sir George Maitland, and i, only depends upon your behavior to become his wife. He is baronet with L3o 900 year. You, an orphan without fortune, cannot afford to throw away such splendid chance; if you wear that becoming pink toilette made by Elise, and smile upon him, he will propose, and SO want you, Susan, to be success
 jumped up, with deep flush on my already rosy cheeks, and exclaimed im- petuously: '' If selling myself to a man who IS repulsive, because of his title and fortune, is success in your eyes, then l prefer being failure. am not ungYate- ful, believe me, for your generosity to- wards me ; am your dead sisters child, and you have not only sheltered and fed me far 100 sump,uously, but you have also clothed me fashienably; bu, rather than marry that ugly Sir George Matt land, with his bottle red nose and leer- ing eyes like Silenus. would prefer al- most being professional hangman. What more can say to prove to you how impossible it IS for me under any circumstances .e mary Sir George - Another sigh from the satin sofa.
 You are fool. Susan, and will re- gre; your wan, of common sense. Sir George is no, handsome certainly, but he IS gentlemanly and kindly and would be a good husband" My aunt slowly rises, heap ofinvi,ation cards for dinners i and balls rustic q VII from her lap. Il suppose l must refuse all these invita- tons, looking I'D dismaliy a; me. You say ;ha: yor are fond of literature and art; here Is dinner-par,y a. Lady Mur- rays to meet grea, and distinguished painter-won , that tempt you :"
 Dear aunt, don, be angry with me :; have already seen and heard most of the lions of London society roar, and always have been sadly disappointed grea, people are bes, seen to advantage Tn their works, not at a dinner party. They geneI lily eat great deal. and often drink too much, and expect more incense than can iavish.'
 The long and short of this war be- tween my aunt and me ended as wished. After having tried every argument, and preached many worldly sermons. she sue cumbed; and three days after Ninettes epistle, 10 my infinite relief, 1 left queen $ Gate and found myself or my way to
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 Re-ceau te mon enhance"
 without even an escort. Oh, the delight tul sense of freedom. the happy escape from the remaining London pomps and vani.ies How heartily breathed when reached Hayre. Already the ligh: French air intoxicated me; everything seemed deiightful-the little red soldiers or pionp;ons, the funny gems d'armes in their cooked hats, the polite sergents de vile. the merry ouvries in their blouses, all so lIght-hearted. got into a dili- Sence for Treuil- Mer was the only so-called lady Wha. would have been Lady Grays feelings if she had seen my neishbors: A fat, greasy pries, talking to peasant woman carrying basket of eggs and butter next to me was a macon strongly smelling of garlic on my other side portfolio, mex, to which was one of the handsomes, men 1 had ever seen-a very dark young fellow with sunburned face. like bronze Appollo-head by ar old Greek sculptor the long moustache gave the face more manly type. He was at;ired in a brown tweed suit with a wide-awake over his crisp curly hair his hands were large, and there was car buncle nng on his little finger his ap- pearanoe was strikingly distingue and artistic. saw him give me long look from under his thick eyebrows, and then he ga,ed dreamily away out of the dili- gence window. Ina, glance was enough for me; felt had me, my fate For the frs, time in my life fe!, in Paradise. could no, explain the sudden strange strong attraction, but i, had come over me. There. next to me. sa. my king of men. could not look a, him ieisurelv. but from under my eyelashes peeped a, at his boots they were patched. he could not be rich: his eyes had d tired look, but wha. strange kind of electric light shone out ot them.
 Everybody 1T the diligence talked 10 everybody else the handsome artis, and myself were the only silent members of the oommunity, and our silence seemed to be tic, a mutual understandings. Wondering who he was, and if we should ever know each other, the two hours in the diligence slipped as rapidly away as golden minute. The fat old horses slack ened their speed. and my garlicky neigh DOT exclaimed. Entn, nous voici a Treuii."
 The pEies, wiped his face with a yellow cotton handkerchief, the peasan, woman shook herself, and remarked that she was glad we had reached our destina- ,ion, as her butter was melting from the heat.
 The oocher cracked his whip and we rattied down a ;umble-down old paved street. The diligence stopped, the blue bloused conductor opened the door. and there standing opposite to me was Ninette Talbot, escorted by two men and a black dog.
 Her arms were round my neck, but she had barely embraced me when. suddenly spying the handsome young man, she started toward him, saying:
 "Oh, Mfr. L-,mley. you heret Whv