The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1886-11-17
Sc oh, gresu is forsaken,
And yellow's foriorn:
But blue Is the sweetest
Color that's yyornii

blue silk thread, because it was too big, and
lost it going huckleberrying on Snake
Hill, but he gave it to me all the same.
Yes, I'll keep my troth--pll marry him ~
she declared to herself, with round red spots
on her cheeks aud restless glitter in her
eyes. "The-the only pity is that he is
Charlie Yorke's uncle, and-and-and do
think Charlie is fond of me. But when
papa and mamma are in question, I don't
think it would be right for me to think of
any sentimental nonsense like that"
So, when the afternoon came, Lefty
dressed herself, and upon some trivial ex-
cuse, went to Mr.. Trevelyan Yorke's house.
The old gentleman sat reading in his study
"A handsome, white-haired parsonage.
why, it's hlue-eyed Lefty Lovett ~ said
ae. Come in, my dear-come in! What
san do for you to-day ?"
All the way there, Lefty had been study
ing an appropriate form of words in which
to express her plans but they all seemed
to desert her when the crisis came.
Mr.. Yorke," she futtered, picking
mercilessly at the little pink ribbon-bow at
her throat, "I-we-you always used to
call me your little wife, didn't you?'
So did, my dear, said he, courteous.
ly setting chair for her" SO didi"
And you gave me a blue ring once"
did II All, yes, do remember II
now ~
And-and-if you really care to marry
me-
But her words failed her. She put both
hands OF her scarlet face. Mr.. Trevelyan
Yorke looked on her with eagle-keen eyes.
Lefty" said he, kindly, "do you love
me2 An old man like me ?n
"N-no," acknowledged truthful Lefty.
But like you-oh, ever SO muchi And
rllmarry you if you wish if only you'll
promise to let papa and mamma live with
you, too, and give them nice room, and
take them out riding in your double car
riage every day. Because papa is failing,
and-and-"
The poor little yellow head fairly droop-
ed on the good old mans shoulder; the
tears burst out in an unrestrained power.
Mr.. Treyelyan Yorke stroked her curls
kindly.
Don't cry, my dear" said he" don't
cry. understand it oil. Get your things
ready. Wen have the wedding next
month";
"rll try to be good wife TO you," said
Lefty, looking up with tear-drenched eyes.
:" am sure of it," said Mr.. Trevelyan
Yorke.
And Lefty went home, not quite knowing
whether to rejoice or be frightened
Lila was incredulous. Rosamond was
amazed. Mr.. Lovett, with the unconscious
seliishness of invalidism, took it all fol
granted. But Mrs. Lovett shook her head.
=" can't believe" she said, i" that luck
will come of such an ill-assorted match.
And I don't understand Lefty ct ALL It's a
riddle to me-"
But, nevertheless, the wedding dresses
were made, the big cake baked and the
house decorated with flowers; and on the
evening appointed, Lefty Loyett stood there,
pale and beautiful rs lily, in her white,
floating robes.
She had been very silent all day. The
importance of the step she was about to
take had just seemed to dawn on her child
soul. And when the sound of the bell an
nounced the arrival of the bridegroom, she
started and grew crimson.
Mr.. Trevelyan Yorke came in, jocund
smiling, with rose in his button-hole.
Doctor Yorke walked by his side. Lefty
began to tremble all over.
"Oh, why-why," she asked herself,
couldn't he have got some other person
for best man besides Charlie ?r
Here we are |" said the old gentleman.
genially. Lefty, my child, give me
kiss I've come to the conclusion that ole
folks like me haven't any business to get
married But can't let such little prize
rs you are go out of the Yorke family, &C
I've brought my nephew Charlie as q sub
stitute. Eh--how will that do 2''
Charlie Yorke held out both his hands,
with a whole volume of pleading in his
eyes; but he spoke only one word:
"Lettyl"
While Mr.. Trevelyan Yorke put Letty's
hand into that of his nephew, and nodded
TO the clergyman 10 proceed.
1" It's all right" said he, jovially.
So, then and there, Lefty Loyett was
married to the man whom her heart secret
ly recognized as its master.
"And my wedding present, said he, "ii
the house and grounds. 1 always meant to
leave the place to Charlie in my will. He
may as we'll have il now. And the carriage
and the horses are included; and there il
to be special suit of ROOMS fitted up fol
Mr.. and Mrs. Lovett Hey, little Lefty, do
you forgive me for jilting your"
Lefty came up to him, with the joyful
tears sparkling in her eyes.
Please, Uncle Trevelyan," said she
for you know you are going to be my
uncle now-may kiss you? For, oh, /
10 love you SO dearly!"
"No objections in the world,p said
Uncle Trevelyan, 80 long as Charlie isnl
jealous !"
But Charlie was not in the least jealous
When the young people had gone of OF
their wedding tour, Uncle Trevelyan laugh
Cd, Win lille trelnor Ill MS voice ana
moisture in his eyes.
"Such brave little heroine as she was !"
said he. Ready to sacrifice herself for
the good of others And, as it happened,
that very day my nephew Charles had told
me how much he loved her, and how he
hoped to make her his wife Was I going
to be the stumbling-block to their happi-
ness-I, that was old enough to be her
grandfather?"
And Mr.. Trevelyan Yorke made great
show of blowing his nose, and fell to play.
ing cribbage with old Mr.. Lovott.- Helen
Forrest GrGues.
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