The Penn's Grove record., 1885-04-25
Ea,e Everetv, Lover.

Billy Sherwood-handsome, black
6ed, curiy-headed Billy-wss as rude
nd noisy, as full of fun and as ready
kor all manner Of mischief as any Of
his comrades.
You would not have supposed that
there could be a particle Of romance
in BIlly's composition; you would never
have set him down as a victim OF the
tender passion. Yet, Billy was re.
marking to his especial chum, Sam
Hillard:
s'Well, Sam, my sister is a nice gal,
'speciaiIy If a fellow wants a button
sewed on. or anything, you know; and
your sister Pattie can skate like a
Moior, and beat me in a fair race.
But, I tell you, / think your cousin
Kate is the ~iclliest girl l ever sawF'
''Kate Everett" returned Sam.
"Pohl she cant come up to your SIS
ter Nell. not by a long chalk. And,
besides. she's orosser han two sticBsi"
"Now, look here, Saml" cried Billy.
defantly, don't you say a word against
her, for l won't have itI'
'fWhat can you do2 l can lick you
all to nothingi" was Sans elegant re-
sponse; but, he prudently added: "But
l won't, of course, If you think so much
of her."
''You bet I dol" said Billy, pocReting
the chestnuts, and swinging his satchel
of books across his shoulder as the
sound OF the ''hrst bell" summoned
tbem to school. Then, as he walked
along by the side of Sam, he contin-
ued; "5am. if 1 tell you q secret, Will
You promise not to tell q word OF 1t
to anybody"
81 promise; honor bright" asserted
Sam.
.sWell, then, III tell you. When
I'm 81 (ahi that height OF q boys
ambition) / am going to marry Kate
Everett" and Billy looked impresslvely
at Sam.
81 don't believe you will," said
Sam, incredulousIy. 81 read in THE
Speaker that folks don't ever marry
their first loves"
"WelI, I shall,' returned Billy, res
oluteIy. "YouII see. I'm in love
with Katie Everett, and / shall marry
her just as soon as I've been through
college,"
'sPerhaps she won't have you, sug-
gested Sam.
Billy was somewhat staggered at
this, but presently he exclaimed In q
tone of triumph:
swell, if she wont, I'll go to India
and get awful rich, and wear a red-and-
yellow cap, and smoke a long, twisted
pipe, as Uncle Edgar did, when he was
disappointed in love-"
In boyish parlance, that was q
''clineher;" Sam could say no more.
He looked upon Billy as certain to
marry his cousin, or. failing in that, to
go to India and come back with a for
me and a Hindoo servant.
We will suppose the curtain has
been drawn ten years: it rises again
on the brilliantly lighted parlor OF a
mansion on Murray Hill. where are as
sembled the elite of the great city.
Two young men stand near the
door, toward which one OF them keeps
casting expectant g~lances.
Do you know them, reader?
'.BllIy and Slm?" you ask.
Billy, but not Sam. You might
find him In a happy Western home,
the mistress Of which was once Nellie
Sherwood.
But this fine young mar who keeps
looking toward the door, is Billy, or
rather Mr.. William Sherwood.
He is here as q guest at the house
OF a companion, a college friend.
Suddenly his eyes grow bright, and
a smile of pleasure creeps over his
handsome face as a young lady OF IL
enters at the door.
And well may he smile, for q love-
Her creature never crossed that stately
threshold.
"Ah, there is Miss Everett ex-
claimed Henry Bell. "Isn't she beau
tiful2"
beautiful indeedi' murmured Sher-
wood, almost uneonsciously.
Very soon he was bending low be-
fore Kate Everett-his first love-"
"Ahl good evening, MIR. Sherwood"
she said, pleasantly. ct is no longer
Billy and Kate, you see.)
Then, with q motion of her hand
toward the gentleman by her side,
she added. by way of introducing him;
''Mr. Armand Silvretto-Mr. Sher-
wood. Armand, Mr.. Sherwood is one
Of my oldest friends; we were play
mates in our CHILDHOOD"
Mr.. Silvretto bowed with elegant po-
likeness. A tall, fair man, with wavy
blonde hair and a foreign-looking beard.
William Sherwood returned his bow
as coldly as civllity would permit.
She had called him Armand, and she
spoke to him in a low tone that made
Williams heart ache, for he yet loved
Kate Everett.
"Who is this stylish Armand Silv-
retto?" he asked of Henry Bell.
"S1lvretto2 Oil he is the catch of
the season. And Miss Everatt has
caught him."
''She is engaged to him?" ques-
toned Sherwood.
"Yes; fine thing, too" was the In
different response.
All Billy, do you contemplate going
TO India2
Walking through q lonely street,
somewhat late in the evening, a few
DAYS after the ball, William Sherwood
saw a sight that made him grit his teeth.
A woman, alone and unprotected, a
single woman dressed in plain, dark
garments, and closely velled, was
being followed by a tall man, in whom
he recognized Armand Sllvretto.
He, too, followed the yelled lady,
flor a lady she plainly was)-followed
her that she might have protection if
1t were needed. And it was needed.
He saw Silvretto overtake the lady,
and laying his hand rudely OF her
arm, accost her with some insoIent
question.
The lady uttered a low, sharp cry.
and William, ~springing upon Silvretto,
dashed him to the ground, crying:
"Ruflianl take that for insulting a
ladyl"
''Mr. Sherwood Oh, l am so gIad!"
"Kate!-Miss Everettl' he cried, as
tonished.
''Miss Everett" echoed Silvretto,
who had regaiued his feet, and now
came forward, covered with confusion.
.'Ohi 1 beg-I-l-assure you it was
all"
Show dare you address me?" cried