The Palatka daily news. (Palatka, Fla.) 1884-1888, 1886-06-06
A CORRECT MISTAKE.

Mrs Murray wss wife Of the vicar Of 81.
SsepheflN. Nhite,hapel. an elderly. SCHOLARLY.
uhSl 'e'->'tG! clergyman, whose nsaans were
wholly h;at'luate 10 meet all the clains
male Oh hin by a numerous family. Tbs
son-iavti by name-had early Developed
intelle'tual tastes; his expenses at s.hool and
eollega hai t.en betrayed by wealthy &C.
eentrt' kirr,irrtn Of his mother The youth
turiei out shy, studious, and dreamy, the
p.sSSs>or nj an enthusiasm for poetry, but of
little pratisal ability. and Of no instructive
knpwlsise If the world.
Mrs Murray belonged TO q wealthy family
who hal taken umbraSe at her marriage with
spSr KarsotL Her brothers amt sisters had
eslSisnssl hsr 10 oblivion, and her name was
omitted from her fathers will But few
days before my story opens, . sister, the
willow Of a fabulously rich East India mer-
chant, named Wilton. held out the golden
Srpter II psonciliation. and Mrs Murray
anNh'Us Ia make the acquaintance % your
eldest htl," wrote Mrs Wilton You
have not vet, I suppose, s~n your
way to putting him into any profession
ann resolved To like the lad; even build
castles in the air for him, and have in my
heal a s,,hsnle for his marriage with nv hus-
hands ward, Joyce Balfour, who lives with
me and is my heir.sS Send your son 10
Florence, "a pass the winter here. ami to N.
turn with Us in the spring Let him spend
what time and se what plsess hs likes en-
route. I enclose chesk for his travelling ex-
pensS"
Mrs, Murray WAS only too glsd 10 rseive
her sisters overtures. She told herSslf, in
her simple pi-ty, that Providence hal o,sne,i
\ MAY for the provision Of Der son; she called
on David to rejoce with her.
but David refused To rejoicr. tine clause
IN thu letter that relating % pSsible mar
riage l-t we~n Joyce Balfour and himself
hal aroused his ire.
"Who is this Joyce Ralfour motheri" b
asked, tossing aside the monentous letter.
II know little more Of her than your aunt
tell, ,s dear; she WAS Mr.. WiltonS wari, h
rather younger than you. I fancy, AMI I
have hearl that she has considerable prop
erty. When she inherits my sisters estates,
IN addition Ia her own, she will be enorni-
o,lsly rich Your aunt slight ,~,iss
ami II wistful look in Davti's direction -"waa
always fond If match making II her fancy
for an engagement between you two young
I've made, David
"But don't want my fortune b be made
after that fashion," crisd the young man
hotly. "what do know, AMI what do
care, about Miss Balfouri"
AT least you will not decide In the matter
till you have seen Miss Balfour, David"
mo. | will not decide till have sss,n her."
And you will 60 to Florence!
David rose walked to the window and
looked out. But he saw nothing; his thoughts
were far away. Florence" was u fas-
cinating name To the untravelei lad he
wished that his errand there were not 70 un-
welcome.
"Yes, will co. he said slowly
A few days later the young man startel on
biz travels In the excitement insrparable
from first foreign tour, the Object Of his
wanderings was almost forgotten. He went
through the usual vicissitu,les Of long JOUR.
ney The usual important package was left
behind, and its absence, a. usual discovered
too late for recovery. Then came hurried
meals at railway stations then views Of mo-
notonols French landscape, with its inevita-
bic long, straight rows Of poplars, thn
gliml~cs Of holder scenery, Of chAlets, AMI Of
snow peaks, AMI then Switzerland burst upon
Davirs view.
At last Italy was reached; at last, Milan
lay like dream behind him, and one early
morning found him sleeping fitfully in rail
way carriage and nearing Venice. At 8
o'clock he awoke, rubbed his eyes, opened the
mine miles long-whch connects Venice
with the mainland. In short time the forms
and clustering houses began to reveal them
selves against the horizon; the train whized
on, and presently the city Of the Adriatic lay,
broad and clear, beforc Davd's eyes. The
young man held his breath As he gazed. But
railway station h the last place for senti-
mentalisrn, and before the platform Of the
railway station the train came in a few
minutes, To standstill Before the station
were number Of gondolas, their proprietors
hailng passengers with deafening cries Of
'iondoli, signori. Signori, gondoli, gon-
doll"
What hotel does the signore commando
asked, hat in hand David's gonlolier, .
weather beaten old Venetian, with the man.
ners Of duke.
THE 'Angleterrc,' returned David.
Soon he was gliding on, along the grand
canal, under the bridge of the Rialto, past the
fruit market, with its wealth Of grapes and
pumpkins, l*~ide world famed Gothic Of
Renaissance palaces. He was In Venice q
last--in Venice the city Of dreams, and tlss
whole scene had come uron him ~ suddenly
that he failed 10 grasp the reality Of his sur
roundings.
It was with senss Of o good dayS
work well done that he took his xeat
that evening at table d'hote, stihesl q hungry
yawn, stretched bis tired legs under the table
and looked about him The hndows looked
full on the kiva; q plaintive little face
peelssi in, through the curtains, AMI plain
tive little voice solicited aims
"Excuse me DO you know whether there
Is tn be singing on the grand canal tonightr
said voice in English In Davids ear. Some-
thing in the tone at once arrested and fasci-
mated his attention. He looked quickly down
to a face turned to this, and the blood
mounted into his own face with rush The
propounder Of the question was his nearest
neighlor, young girl, the owner Of the
most attractive face that David had ever
sen. From beieath mass Of glorious red
brown hair locked a pair Of the merriest,
brightest eyes in all the world. The nose
with its slight tendency 10 turn saucily up
ward. the dimped chin, aAd the laughing
mouth with its sweet lips, made up picture
which A, ,,l,sj AMI l.wilierpd David