Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1884-01-25
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UNDER CONFUSION.

"poor Emeline! | am SO thorough
ly sorry for YOU" And kind Mrs.
Maberley Showed her sympathy in a
very warm kiss on the soft check of
Emeline Maynard. They wers seated
together in Mrs Maberley's fine, airy
room on the second floor of summer
hotel in front Of window that over
looked the amplitude of Long Is
land Soand, bathed just then in the
full fervors of hot, sultry Aug Ist
noon.
Pretty Mrs. Clara Maberley is a
young widew of about thirty-two, and
Emeline Maynard is very charming
maiden of eighteen, with whom. since
they first became acquainted, scarcely
n fortnight ago, Mrs. Maberley profes
SOS to have fallen desperately in
love.
81 wish that certain other person
was inclined to be rs friendly as you
are" Emclne said, and her voice
trembIed tearfulIy. ooh, Mrs Ma
bereyl why is 1t that Uncle Fame op.
poses my marriage with Leonard
Surely there must be some other rea-
son than that of his family Because
Leonard Leavitts father was a self
made man, what possible excuse can
Uncle Fame have for separating us! /
used to think that this old habit of
talking about responsibility for hours
ut time, was merely u harmless
habit, and nothing more. But J have
found TO my sorrow, that it can sacri-
flee the happiness of human heart
to this absurd hobby of his. | wish
poor papa was alive If so, he would
never permit Uncle Fame, for all he is
80 rich and powerful, to stand be
tween myself and Mr. Leavitt."
"Ah, Emelinc! it is idle to wish for
impossIbiIitlcs. You say that your
uncle is firmly resolved, and that he
has told you he desires for you to
match more socially respectable than
that which would be represented by
your union with Leonard Leavitt.
Well, as far rs | can see there are
two courses open to you. One is
elopcment.'
'ElopcmeHLl On, Mrs Maberley
| never thought you would advise SO
wicked -n
II don't advise 1t my darling. Be
lieve me, | am very far from advising
it, There is another course, which,
though difficult, is certainly more
preferable. | mean persuasion
to prevail upon your uncle to dis
card his objections, by sheer force of
skillful diplomacy"
Emelinc face fell. "If you onl V
knew, Mrs Maborley, how often
have pleaded and besought Uncle
Fame and all to no purpose. He never
gets angry. Flying into temper
isn't his style, you know. He doesn't
buster nor fume; he smiles and toys
with his watch and chain, and placid
ly shakes his head Then, when |
have finished my supplication, he gen
orally crosses one leg over the other,
and during n prolonged stare at his
we'll polished boots, tells me in slow,
grave tones that my mother was an
Abercrombic With Uncle Fame it is
supreme favor on the part of Provi-
dence to have had ones mother an
Abcrcromble. think that he con
sldcrs the worlds population 70 be
made up OF AbercrombieS, and few
millions of inferior beings hardly
worthy of mention in so august a con
ucction."
''Nou put his favorite weakness in
very ludicrouS manner, laughed Mrs.
Maberley; but must say, Emeliue,
that us far as my experience goes, it
certainly corresponds very truthfu,ly
with your description
after Emeline Maynard left her
chamber that morning, Mrs. Maber-
ley sat for a long time quite silent, as
though deeply absorbed III thought,
the pretty, countless hucd roll of her
embroidery lying untouched III her
lap, At last she started up, with an
impulSlve air peculiar to her, and
throwing the embroidery on n side
table. exclaimed:
Il may as we'll try ii. Everything
is fair, they say, in love as in war.
There is no better scheme that | can
think of Mt present, and poor Emeline
has endured her uncle's cruelty long
enough.
She descended the stairs not long
afterward and passed out on the broad
high-pillared piazza of the hotel. Quite
n number of people were assembled
there, and To many OF thess Mrs. Ma
bcrley cordially bowed One gentle
man, leaning against a pillar and
looking toward the opposite beach
with a languid air, Mrs. Maberley OBJ.
served rather attentively.
She approached him presently and
lightly touched his shoulder. He
turned, showing pale, pinched face,
adorned-if we may use the term-by
scanty gray beard, trimmed and
combed, however, with the utmos:
neatneSs. His costume, too. was
marked by something which, If not
absolutely foppery, bore a decided re-
semblence to it.
Charming morning" said Mrs.
Maberlcy, looking seward
Delightful" asSented the gentle
man, whose voice, by the way, seem
ed to correspond with his appearance,
being artificial and peculiar in its
sound, and having certain affected
drowl that Mrs: Maberley was by no
means fond of hearing. You are.
doubtless, surprised at my lounging at
titude, Mrs. Maberley. Iconfess that
TO lounge about piazzas is not my
usual custom"
mo, Mr.. Abercrombie. l was
not surprised by your attitude, how
ever"
And may ask why mott"
Because, whatever Mr.. Fame
Abercronbie chooses to do becomes
him" Mrs. Maberley answered, with
her pleasantest smile, and an engag-
ing twinkle of her merry eyes that
was by no means lost upon her hear
er.
"Oh! thanks, thanks. You ere
very kind to say so, am sure
And Mr.. Abercrombie couphed he