The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1886-04-07

| ID bno1 bno way you Bohoinuy
drive in LondonP" quietly asked his
companion.
IAN insolent reptile! He shall smart
for it. I'll have him before the magis-
trate at Marlborough street.
Don't call me as a witness, then. 1t
was your fault. You got into the fel-
lows way"
81 didn't get into his way"
"At any rate you didn't get out OF 1t,
which amounted to the same thing. |
ask If that is your usual mode OF driv-
ingPn
"What If it isp"
"It's a careless one. The next time
you offer me seat, Stanley, | shall
propose to take the reins."
al thought saw her carriage before
u.s." exclaimed Captain Stanley, in a
more conciliatory tone, for he was be-
ginning to recover his good humor.
1T made me oblivious to every thing
else, Winchester.
"Who is 'her'P" demanded Lord
Winchester.
"The loveliest woman, Winchester! l
can tell you you have got treat in
store; you'll say it when you get intro
duced to her. You have lost some
thing by stopping abroad. l couldn't
exist" added the Captain, twirling his
mustache, without daily sight of
that angel"
The viscount yawned. He knew, OF
old, Captain Stanley's propensity to go
into heroics over "angels;" he went
into them himself upon occasion.
"Mrs. Stanley to beP" asked he, indif-
ferently, by way Of saying something.
mo such luck. She's married"
"Ohln
"By Jove! here she comes! She has
turned back again. The green car
riage and dark livery. Iknew l saw it.
Isn't She"
Take care of your horse" inter-
rupted Lord Winchester; "there's an.
other cab"
"Shoot the horse! Look at her"
An open barouche was approaching
One lady sat inside it. Lord Winches-
ter caught sight of an exquisite toilette,
and then, the point-lace parasol being
removed, of an exquisite face. A
young face, looking younger, perhaps,
than It really was; clearly cut, delicate
features; cheeks of rich damask;
brown, glossy hair; and soft, dark eyes
of exceeding brightness.
"There's picture for your muir
INJURED the enamored Captain Stanley,
letting his horse go as it wOuld-to a
spill il it liked; "and the face is moth
, ing to when you come to talk to her.
She has sent half London wild"
, OF went his hat, for the bright eyes
were smiling, and the fair head bowing
, to him. But off went Lord Winches-
, ter's also, for a brighter smile and q
, more familiar recognition-which
seemed to have in it somewhat Of sur.
4 prise-greeted him.
A "Hailoa. Winchester say, that's
0 too badr' cried Captain Stanley, wher
5 they had passed. "You know herl"
t before knew you. She's Selin'
Dalrymple." b"
d "Selina; yes, that is her Christian
# name; saw it one day on her hand
e kerchief. Where was tho pull Of you
making such a mystery over itP VIII,
couldn't you say that you knew herP
o 81 made no mystery, my good fel
low. ! did not know IL was Selinj
), Dalrymple you were speaking of. VIII,
has she married. What's her nameP'
q Married! her name! What d'y,
meanPn
$ 81 thought you said she was mar
J. ried."
"What is the matter with youP" crieC
Z Captain Stanley, looking at the Wis
count. "You call her Selma Dalrym
pie, and then ask who she has married
and what her name is. Do you sup
Q pose she bears one name, and her hus
band anotherP That's not Englisl
. fashion"
e "What is his namep" imperturbabll
continued the Viscount.
"Dalrymple. What should 1t bep"
9 "She has never married Oscar Dal
rympler' exclaimed Lord Winchester
in reused tone. HAS she3"
Her husband Is the only Dalrympl
g know Of in the land of the living. !
@ cold, dry, wizen-faced man. You ar
i given to mystifying to-day, Winches
II ter"
It mot at all. She was Miss Dalrym
5, pie. How was to know she bore tn
d same name nowp"
, "Miss Dalrymple, was shel Some re
1t lation TO himP"
z, "a cousin; three or four times n
q moved. So no, Oscar Dalrymplel 1t
better TO be born lucky than ricf
y Moat- Grange and its fairest flower
3 You did not bargain for that, once upo
~ q time
u "How did you know her?"
'r "Oh, have often seen her. They AZ
10 neighbors Of my Uncl, Cleveland
=. Where are the Dalrymples living
NJ town."
~ "May Fair. Only part Of the hous
IL They are not rich"
= Mrs. Dalrymple's carriage had col
% tinued its course. 1t was now on !
way TO her dressmaker's. Nine. Dam
80 reau. An enormous custom-clientel
=. u she always said-had Nine. Damereal
nhe Thoroughly we'll established wi
III madame. Her house was handsome;
cs rooms mixture OF Partisan taste an
ou English comfort, with their velvet-pi
9r carpets, rich crimson furniture, brillial
,r mirrors and ornamental objects
~, porcelain, all delicate landscape pain
ne ing and Furnished gold. Surely room
M nu so elaborate in their fitting-up, we
eI,' not needful 10 the house Of q millin
al. and dressmakerp Needful or not, tn,
. Vi were there. There was a spacio
'or showroom, and lounging-room, al
a trying-on room, and an ANTERIOR
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