Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1886-01-08
CHAPTER III.

It was about this time, think, that such
training as Mr. Lorraine had indirectly
given me began to bear its first full crop of
fruit. When first Stepped into the world
the novelty and freshness of all I saw had
kept the evil which had imbibei in the
background. But now that 1 was man,
now that the glamour with which boy
surrounds everything had faded away,
much of Mr.. Loralne's teachings, many of
his cynical axioms, came back, perhaps I'M
awares Z, me- The certainty which he had
always felt as to some selfish motive being
the hidden handspring in every action Of
man or woman, with me became at least
suspicion I had already met with false
friends, who had, under the guise Of friend
ship, robbed me not only of money, but Of
what I valued more-trust in my fellows.
After awhile began to persuade myself
that such popularity as 1 en- oyei was not
due to my own merits, but to my worldly
possessions: that was by no means fine
elbow merely u young man Of large prop
srty.
This feeling is danger which contin.
ual y besets rich and sensitive man, es-
pecially if bis companions are poorer than
himself and his own nature is not such as
can accept hatIery as his due Under such
circumstances it is easy to develop much of
the nlClsm of Julian Lorraine
Women had as yet lone nothing to lower
my seize TEEN. Until now l had not
found the woman l could love. One reason
for this was that wa; still of romantic
nature, and was resolved that whomsoever
asked to be my wife should love mo for
myself-not for my money.
wish, so far as possible. to keep this tale
free from any sarcastic remarks of my own,
1,,t of hot ~ no
mothers of fair young daughters would
have found M SUCH charming fellow had
not Julian Lorraine made that brief will.
But at last was in love-hope iessly, I'M
reserve lly in love- My nature is, I believe,
passionate ons, and now that it hal found
its AIM 1 gave it flu AMI fec scope I
loved madly, b-indiy, anl, alasl jealously.
l bad set nv hoart upon no daughter
Of a wealthy or well born family. The
girl l loved was not one whom l met in
society; vet proudly thought OF thu day
when every eye woul tur, and be dazz I'D
by her beautv-when people who apprai led
the charms of fair women would rank those
of my wife above all.
OF course | was partial-all lovers are
but now, as glance from my paper to the
portrait which han rs on 10 wall facing M,
tell myself that my love did not lead ma
lar aSGray.
The soft, thick fair hair growing low
down on the forehead, AMI swept back over
the ear to join the knottei, silky mass at
the back of the head. The head itself,
small. well-shaped, and, above all. we'll
roised. The large. soft, dark blue eyes.
The fringe of long. straight lashes-ves,
straight, not curvel-falliug, when the
eyes are closed, literally on the cheek The
girlish, yet perfect figure. Ali need not
look at the portrait to recall AMI describe
nv lovei
For the rest. her name was Viola Keith.
She was an orphan, and all but alone.
How met her, where met her, matters
little. Nearly all first meetings take place
under prosaic circumstances Anyway, as
nv eyes met hers, told myself that
looked at the one woman whom it was pos
sible for me to love with an eternal love-
knew nothing of her family or her sur