The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-05-10

everything. In short, ne wrote eau
tiously. He inwardly resolved to be on
the spot very soon whether BARLEY
wanted him or not; but he did not tell
Mary this
Mary was disappointed. How kind
and wise he isl" she said to Julia-"too
wise"
Next Wednesday morning Mary Bart
lev rode to Mrs. Gilbert, and was re-
ceived nv her with courtesy. but with a
warm embrace by Mrs. Easton. After
a while the latter invited her into the
parlor, saying there is somebody there;
but no one knows. This, however,
though hardly unexpected, set Mary's
heart beating, and when the parlor door
was opened, Miss Easton stepped back,
and Mary was alone with Walter Cliff
ford.
Then might those who oppose an hon
est and tender affection have learned a
lesson. 1t was no longer affection only.
1t was passion. Walter was pale, agi-
tated. eager; he kissed her hands i'm
petuously, and drew her to his bosom.
She s0bbed there; he poured inarticu-
late words over her, and still held her.
painting, to his beating heart. Even
when the first gush of love subsidized a
little he could not be so reasonable as
he used To be. He was wild against his
own father, hers, and every obstacle,
and implored her 10 marry him at once
by special license, and leave the old peo-
pie to unite the knot If they could.
Then Mary was astonished and hurt.
"A clandestine marriage, Mr.. Clifford"
said She. Il thought you had more re-
spect for me than to mention such a
thing"
Then he had TO beg her pardon, and
say the separation had driven Linn mad.
Then she forgave him.
Then he took advantage OF her elem
ency, and proceeded calmly 20 show her
that IL was their only chance.
Then Mary forgot how severely she
had checked him, and merely said that
was the last thing she would consent TO,
and bound him on his honor never TO
mention 20 Julia Clifford that he had
proposed such thing. Walter promised
that readily enough, but stuck TO his
point: and as Mays pride was wound
ed, and she was n girl of great spirit
though love-sick. she froze TO him, and
soon after said she was very sorry, but
she must not stay too long, or papa
would be angry. She then begged him
not to come ont of the parlor, or the
servant would see him.
That is "A triiie," said Walter. II am
going TO obey in greater things than
that. Ali Mary, Mary, you don't love
me as | love YOU
"No, Walter" said Mary, 81 do not
love You rs you love me, for | respect
you" Then her lip trembled, and her
eyes filled with tears.
Walter fell on his knees, and kissed
her skirt several times; then ended with
her hand "Oh, don't harbor such
thought as that" said he.
She sobbed. but made no reply.
They parted good friends, but chilled.
That made them both unhappy to
think of.
IL was only two, or at the most three.
days after this that, as Mary was walk
ing in the garden, nosegay fell at her
feet. She picked il up, and Immediate
ly found a note half secreted in il. The
next moment it was entirely secreted
in her bosom. She sauntered indoors,
and scudded upstairs TO her room TO
read it.
The writer told her in few agitated
words that their fathers had met, and
Qe must speak to her directly. Would
she meet him for moment at the gar
den gate at nine O'Clock that evening.
mo, no, no." cried Mary, as if he was
there. She was frightened. Suppose
they should be caught. The shame
the disgrace. But oh. the temptation,
Well, then, how wrong of him to tempt
herl She must not go. There was no
time TO write and refuse: but she must
not go. She would not go. And in this
resolution she persisted. Nine o'clock
struck, and she never moved. Then she
began to picture Walters face of disap.
pointInent and his unhappiness. At
ten minutes past nine she tied hand-
kerchief round her head and went.
There he was at the gate, pale and
agitated. He did not give her time to
scold him.
"Pray forgive me-" he said; but |
saw no other way. 1t is all over, Mary,
unless you love me as / love YOU"
Don't begin by doubling me-" she
said "Tell me. dear"
cit is soon told. Our fathers have
met at that wretched pit, and the fore
man has told me what passed between
them. My father complained that min
ing for coal was not husbandry, and it
was very unfair to do it. and to smoke
him out of house andhOme. (UnfOrtu-
nately the wind was west, and blew the
smoke of the steam-engine over his
lawn.) You father said he took the
farm undel that express stipulation.
Colonel Clifford said, No; the condition
was smuggsed in Then smuggle it
out, said Mr.. Barley"
"Ohl"
"If it had only ended there, Mary.
But they were both in passion. and
must empty their hearts. Colonel Cliff
ford said he had every respect for you,
but had other views for his son. Mr..
BARLEY said he was thankful to hear it,
for he looked higher for his daughter.
Higher in trade, / SUPPOSE said my
father; the Lord Mayors nephew
WELL said Mr. BARLEY. Il would rather
marry her to money than to mortgages
And the end of it was they parted enc
mics for life"
NO, no; not for lifel"
"For life, Mary. 1t is an old grudge
revived. Indeed, the first quarrel was
only skinned over. Don't deceive your
self. We have nothing to do but dis
obey them or part"
"And you can say that, Walter? Oh,
have a little patience!"