St. Paul daily globe., 1886-11-21

"~o quite daZZled by the young IeilOW.
I 'oiu you he was one of the men born to
pe petted and spoiled and worshiped by
he pleaded for an early marriage. The
~. ns'ant ne obtained consent to any at all
NC uegan entreating that it might be
SPECIFY one. till at last between little
,,e na,ala al horror at the suggestion and be-
Whuernent from teasing, and his beautiful,
Deseecning eyes, Aunt Rhoda cried out:
ANYBODY would think you supposed
you could take her with you tomorrow
morning without thing ready"
II wish could, he interrupted. What
Is the use of such getting ready?"
but Aunt Rhoda was firm. The earliest
period she would hear mentioned was the
month of October.
And it's only the first of July now!" ex-
claimed Dudley, and the agitation in his
voice was not acting
you're spoiled. bad boy" said Aunt
hhoua, iaughlng. 60 along and iet mc
60 to bed"
Al least, we need have no secrecy?" he
asked. II may tell everybody what prize
l have won?"
by all means; / hate secret engage
ments. secrets of all SORTS" replied Aunt
Rh0da, energetically.
| SO Clement had to be satisfied with that
ana went away. But he was back Defore
the month was OUT between then ana
| October made many feeting visits, and with
each Lizzie's happiness grew brighter.
| de had told Aunt RhOda that he had
been learning TO attend to his profession as
a lawyer; he had been rather lazy, wild
| dog-he was sorry for it now. his fortune
was somewhat embarrassed, but he should
| set it all right; he showed her how, In
| sketchy, brilliant manner. which was so
effective that Aunt Rh0da, keen as she was,
did not perceive how little real information
there was in the account.
/ Lizzie Moore was rich-S100, 900 in her
own right; and aunt Rh0da told Clement
there would be almost as much more COM
| ing from herself.
Il shall not tell you have never thought
about this" " lie said you know it will
make no difference to me- am not going
to say deSpise money! like the good it
brings; but can't think about it yet;
want Lizzie, not her fortune"
| He looked so handsome and so noble as
! he said it that Aunt RhOda felt quite
proud of the prospect Of possessing such a
nephew. Then the time passed on till 1t
was within a week of Lizzie MOore'S we'd
ding day.
Dudley had come to pay his last visit; an
Intimate friend, who was to be the best
man, accompanied him in order to make
LiZZie's acquaintance; and young lady.
who was TO be one of the bridesmaids, was
| there also. So they spent delightful day
and the two gentlemen were to go away
some time the next afternoon.
And the delightful day came to an end,
and with it Lizzie Moore's last day of
girlish peace and trust ended, too. II is
an old. old story that am telling you; but
it was LiZzle's own, as new and strange to
her as if countless other hearts had not
suffered the same pangs-SO l shall tell it
to you.
Late that evening Clement Dudley and
his friend had gone down to the village to
send telegram to town; and while they
were out Aunt Rhoda went to bed and Miss
Clare soon followed her
Lizzie was not sleepy, so she let them
think she meant to go to her own room, eX-
tinguished the lights in the library, and
went out into the shrubbery to dream in the
moonlight.
How long she sat there she did not know.
WHAT reused her was the sound of voices
close at hand, just outside the little thicket
where she sat dreaming.
the girl never shall Call me what you
like; Pm not to blame"
1t was Clement Dudley's voice; the words
seemed fairly to turn Lizzie to ice. If she
had beed dead she could not have been more
powerless to move or speak.
Il did love Madame Santaine; I'm such
a fool that L believe love her now, in spite
of everything she has DONE"
Even to compare the two!' exclaimed
Gresham. why, Lizzie Moore is an angel
beside that woman, with all her beauty and
coQuettish arts"
Don't preach as if you thought me
monster, Harry; am doing what men do
every day. l shall make her a good enough
husband-she will be content"
''And If the day should come when she
discovered that you did not love her?"
1T never Wilt can trust myself"
Poor girl!'
sit is all very fine: l think need the
pitv She loves me-is satisfied, and hate
the idea of being tied fast. But there. let
it go. l must have rich wife. and that
ends the matter"
Il tell you what, Clement" returned his
friend; ''you know will say what l think,
so it's of no use to be angry"
MY dear fellow, do l ever waste my
energies III llldl WdS9 IlCC yOuI DllUOt,
you'll be happier after; and I'm SO accus-
toned to having you tell me disagreeabe
things that shall not care in the least for
this"
How any man, with as much that's
decent in him as there is in you, could in
vent and carry out plan so utterly cold
blooded and heartlesS is inconcevable to
me-"
MY dear old Mentor, you can't call it a
plan! came down here to get away from
all sorts of bothers; met Lizzie; found that
she was rich; saw that could win her. l
suppose it was destiny.
"Destiny!" repeated Gresham bitterly.
"a ruined spendthrft deceiyng a noble
woman and giving it that fine namew
Now you are going to be sarcastic.
shall go in and take myself to bed" said
Dudley, laughing lightly.
He threw away the end of his cigar and
walked toward the house, and Harry
Gresham followed him.
Lizzie got into the house at last-up to
her room. Then the stony apathy passed.
and she wrestIed with her anguish as each
human soul mus. do i'll its turn.
In the chill dawn she sat writing letter
to Clement Dudley. When it was finished
she crept away to her bed and lay there as
completely exhausted as if she had been
living through long illness instead of a
few hours. When they knocked at her
door she said only that she had headache,
and lay still. She would not even send her
letter down to Dudley--nO. let him go away
and it should follow him.
Neither Aunt Rhoda nor Miss Clare dis
turbed her, and there she lay. doing little
sometimes. only to dream that she heard
Clements voice calling her, and waking
suddenly to remember all that separated
them now forever.
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