The Penn's Grove record., 1884-06-14

O'More lifted his hat with the most
retiring grace, undid the handkerchief,
and listened rapturously as the lady eX-
citedly cried:
Beautiful creaturel Bertha, Winfield,
the very one you are looking fOrI'
Then O'More's hat was raised once
more, respectfully, and he had entreated
the acceptance of the jelly-like sub
stance he vas longing to get rid of.
ooh, no." said brown-hIired Bertha.
lit wouldn't be fair; would it Win
nie?''
Mo- murmured Winnie, looking
softly up. 1--WE thought you had two"
Pray, madam, oblige me by accept
ing it for your daughters, " said thecun
ming Irishman, still besieging mamma;
and somehow or other, when the treas
ure was transferred, he followed up bis
opportunity by offering his card and
begging to be allowed to send them
some very fine specimens the following
day.
The card was respectable-and, more
over, the mother of the girls knew some
O'Mores; and Captain O'More declared
that the people she knew were his
cousins; and then with an assumption
of that assurance which emanates from
The Emerald Isle In rich %prOfuSion, lie
went back through the town beside
Mrs. Graham. Captain Barton met
him walking with expanded chest and
beaming smiles and could scarcely be-
lieve his eyes when his successful friend
calmly nodded and slightly winked at
him.
I'm take my guinea now, Barton, it
will pay for the champagne" said he,
when he joined the captain.
"There you are. Perhaps you'll ia
troduce me now2''
'With pleasure, my boy; but first we
will dine, and then VI can go and listen
to the band and so on"
A capital collection of ''things' for
the aquarium was purchased forthwith
and sent to Mrs. Graham; and nov
every day the old lady's work was IL
out, for Captain O'More was always in
attendance on Bertha, while O. plain
Barton paid u~nmistakable attention to
Winifred. 1t was painful to witness
the chaperon's efforts to see what was
going on before and behind her. She
was just meditating on securing her
daughters to two chains of her chate-
laine when Captain O'More proposed
and was accepted; and no doubt her
efforts in the other direction might have
been happily relaxed, but that on the
very day when such very decided proofs
of hopeless alteration were visible in
Captain BartOn's face, something hap
pened-right in front of all the people
who had been watching the affair for
days, tool
Dear Ned, l am so gladl" cried a
gushing voice; and Captain Barton
turned with slightly heightened color
to meet a fashionably dressed girl who
continued to run on. "Do come and
take me out; it is so fearfully dull at
the hotel, and mamma can't stir in the
sun, you know" And he raised his
hat politely to the Grahams, and Wini-
fred saw ''that girl" take his arm and
march him off as if he were her proper
ty.
Later in the day a dowager asked
Mrs Graham if she had seen that '1ove-
ly Mrs. Barton"
The British matron's ire was reused,
but no signs appeared to show the veX-
alton felt, as Mrs. Graham coolly in
quired:
What Mrs. Barton?"
captain Barton's wife-you saw her
this morning, you know"
The moon was shining over the rest
less little ripples that broke on the rocks
that night; and many lovers were
wandering in their IDOLS paradise. But
that two that we know of were not,
"Where's WInnie-and Barton?''
demanded O'MOre of his future mother
in-law, as she grimly sat out tie watch
the lovers were keeping.
"WInnie is at home; and your friend,
| presume, is where lie ought to have
been long ago, with his wifel"
SIS it his wife ye say?" holly inquT-
ed the Irishman. "By jabers, Mrs.
Graham, I'm not the man at all to hear
NV best friend slanderedI"
You saw her yourself walk off the
parade with him, arm-in-arm, this
morning." cried the mother, waxing
warm in her turn.
"Just excuse me, ma'am; | see it all!
when Winnie saw that she thought
he was married. No, ma'am, we have
no such scoundrels in 'oursl' That Is
the wife Of Barton's sailor brother, and
her own husband is in China. And
you cut Barton dead tonight near
the band-Im go and find the fellow"
And before that moon had paled there
was another pair of lovers, and Mrs.
Graham sat in her easy chair pretend