The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-04-16
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The twilight was settling down
in misty graynessover the hilllopl
land trees, the birds twitiered {
SLEEPY goodnight and retired Il
rest, and the stars began to peel
out one BY one, as Paul Eyersor
laad May Brooks walked slowly
along the dusty highway together
They had grown up together from
early childhood, and il had been d
fayorite scheme Of their elders tc
unite the families aud property
through these young people.
Like wise old generals, though,
as they we're, not q whisper Of this
was breatbed to the young people.
the plotters knowing full well that
with the natural depravity Of the
human race, they would no sooner
learn what was expected Of them
than they would do all in theil
power to thwart the arrangement
So they had been permitted to have
their own way, the result being
that six months before my story
opens, Paul had one evening slip.
ped a heavy ring on Mays finger.
and leading her to their parents,
had asked their blessing on the
union,
1t was given with a heartiness
that surprised and delighted the
young couple, who had supposed
their relatives to be deaf and blind
to all that was transpiring. Then
had followed bright days, now and
then shadowed BY small clouds Of
Jealousy, which melted away again
in the suuShine Of true love.
Paul was upreasonably jealous.
Why was May always so gracious
to the other fellowsH Had not she
won himY What did she need Of
Others, especially that Tom EltonG
They were cousins, he knew, but
that was no reason why they
should be on such aHectionste
terms. Walking, boating, driving,
when he wanted May to himself;
even corresponding when Tom was
called away for a day or so. lie
did no like it, but he did not ven.
'ure to tell May of his disapproval.
she would only laugh and call him
jealous, while he was not jealous,
only grieved at her lack Of alcc.
tion for him.
So he bore it by himself, never
explaining the coldness he could
not always hide as he thought Of
Tom And May wondered and
questioned, endured and loved.
The wedding was to have taken
place at Christmas, a year from the
betrothal, but in juno an uncle Of
PauI's died in Paris aud bequeath.
ed him his fortune-not a very
large one, by any means-but it
would be a great help to these
moderately circumstanced lovers.
There was some difficulty in set.
tling the affairs Of the estate, which
made it necessary for Paul to 60
there aud remain until all was ar.
ranged.
This was his last evening at
home. He did not know when he
should return. He could not un.
der q year, at least, perhaps not
for two. He urged May 10 hasten
her arrangements and accompany
him, but this she refused to do.
She could not get ready in so short
time, and mamma seemed so
feeble after her fever. On the
whole she thought it best to post
pone their wedding until his re-
turn. Paul pleaded, then scolded,
and finally submitted with a very
ill grace indeed.
"May DEAR" he said, as they
slowly walked together under the
large maple trees, "dcar one, you
will write often, will you not2"
"Yes, every day. Oh, dear; /
wish your uncle had willed his
fortune to some one elsel 1t takes
you far awayfrom me, and then
people are so silly, you know they
may say that I-married you for
your money"
"Who is silly now2' laughed
Paul, drawing her closer to him
and imprinting a kiss on the rosy
lips so temptingly upraisedt Gas
If we cared for peoplel Beside, my
fortune is too small to be very en-.
ticing' But l wish this legacy was
drowned in the depths of the Dead
Sen. | cannot bear to leave you,
Come with me, May. 1t is not too
late, even now. Oh, COuic, please
come Ire urged fondly