The Penn's Grove record., 1885-11-21

the park togerner. Miss LuttrelI, in q
passion of self-immolation and wound
ed pride. managed that Alice and the
colonel should be thrown together. She
continued this policy until after iun-
cheon, when they all went in a body to
see the picture.
"Itis n of the many pictures that
were thrown out of this years Acsde.
my by jealousy and caballing,o SAID
Sir Alfred.
"What is the name?'' asked some
body.
"tAfter Long Years ~ answered Sir
Alfred. "Don't you see, the old fellow
and the lady with spectacles have been
lovers in their youth, and have met in
their old age2 Look at the wrinkles
aren't they good?-and his bald head.
and the fallen leaves and flowers about
them, to show it is nearly winter
winter of life, don't you know?o
Cant say the subject is very origi-
nal, Bennett" observed Mr.. Dering
cautiously. "Idea borrowed from the
Kendals' Sweethedrts-only comic. and
not pathetic"
Helen Luttrell was looking at the
picture, all unconscious of a great
tear standing in each eye. Norrey's
voice had sounded from the outmost
circle of the group. There was a move
ment made, and she felt q hand take
firm hold of hers: then she looked up,
and saw that during her minute of alb
straction the others had left the room,
and she and Norreys was alone.
"Helenl"he exclaimed, looking stead
lily into her swimming eyes with his
steadfast gray ones.
She was so unnerved that the tears
rolled down her cheekS-She could not
keep them back; she could only lower
her eyelids and try to turn away her
face.
"Have you got over your little ct of
ill-humor yet?n he asked. you have
had time enough, surelyln
sit is too late.n she murmured sadly;
sit would not be worth while now. All
the summer has gone out Of our lives;
there is nothing left but bleak winter.
Look"-they were standing now by the
window-''it is like an omen. When
we saw each Other last, it was spring,
and all the flowers were bursting into
blossom. Now the leaves are fallen
around us.n
She was so overcome by her mourn
full imagry that the tears once more
welIed up into her eyes,. He stopped
and kissed her gently and gravely.
"Look, indeedln he cried. Did you
eve see any spring morning as beautI-
full as that?"
The sun, a great disc of shining gold
was low in the west. golden light flood
ed them as they stood together, the
autumn flowers blazed in the beds be-
fore them. Then Alice came to them
with a great bunch of crimson roses.
t'Seei" she cried. "You wouldn't
have thought the summer had left us
such flowers as thesep
81 quite thought you would marry
Alice" Helen said one day, some weeks
later.
"Alicei Thank you, my dear; but |
should prefer a woman for my wife. /
don't want a chum," the colonel an
swered promptly.
"Alice. l quite meant you to marry
Colonel Norreys."
1ALo lcuhhlA piOSSuCu tuO Aaco OnO
considerably, being made on the very
evening of Miss Luttrell's betrothal.
marry Colonel Norreysl My dear
aunt, don't you know that L have a
prior attachments Dear Aunt Helen,
you are 81 happy, and you know what
it Is to throw ones youth away for
nothing-speak to mother. and persuade
her to let Inc marry Charlie Caryl."
''Charlie Caryll l never heard of
him."
sWe were drawing the Hermes to-
gether at the British Museum-he is so
clever and SO nice, and SO fond Of mel
"a great burst of tears. "He has no
money; but he will be a great artist
some day-and my heart is broken
and do, Aunt Helen, tell mother that
we won't wait twenty-four ~years-there
isn't time nowadays"
my dear, l am SO gladl ! did not
believe that you girls, amongst all your
arts and science, had time to fall in
love. 1t seems however that l was
mistaken; one can become a victim to
the tender passion amongst the marbles
at the British Museum, and ever IN
middle age,n