The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-11-13

: UTTOUS TLBVnOTdc
dressed in his best, and with the air OF a
conqueror; and when reached my room
found three notes lying on my table-one
from the florist requesting me to Settle
his little account" one from Professor Toll
ston warning me to be ready for my exam
nation, and third from my father telling
me that he had heard | was running uD
very heavy bills, that he hoped the rumor
was an untrue one, and wished to warn me
in time that he should absolutely refuse to
pay any bills beyond my regular allow
| ance.
This was not cheering, and mechanically
l unfolded the florists bill, and looked
over such items as the following: Basket
roses twenty dollars; bunch vioets, fifty
dollars etc, etc. After this l went and
turned out my drawers in the vague hope
of finding some money. Then l sat down
and read over Laura's letters, and finally
wound up the evening by writing to her
and imploring her to forgive me if 1 had
offended her. Last of all | wrote to the
florist and begged him to wait "a few
days"-a request, by-the-by, which, as
from me to him, had been so often reiter-
ated as to be mOnotonous. | also-I really
! do not see even now how could have been
so silly-enclosed several poems rejected
by tho leading magazines), which assured
| him were worth great deal of money
and which, until L could publish them l
offered to deposit with him for security
1t was long past midnight when finished
| this precious correspondence and when at
last laid my aching head upon my pillow,
| and WAS fast falling asleep | suddenly re-
membered that had not sealed up nv
translation-my precious 'Saphic." and
crawling from my bed, | put it up by the
| light OF the moon, then struck light AID
directed it, l was obliged to be up early
the next day, was busy with examinations,
| all the morning, and was only able to sena'
/ if.tRrq late fha aft
livered Alexander Dugald's (the horist'sf
myself, and he thrust it gruffly into his
| pocket with one hand, while he handed me
my bouquet of moss-roses with the other.
OF the effect of my eloquence upon Laura
| | could not judge. as she was ill in bed with
headache that evening, and did not appear
at all, and Immediately after dinner had
| a poem to deliver before the Upsilon So
ciety, and could not linger to make in
quiries for my love. The next day passed
for me brilliantly enough; won the high
est honors in everything; but still l was
not happy, but the reverse. My little dar-
ling did not write and sense of impend-
| ing evil hung over me, a foretaste probably
of the terrific downfall my pride was des-
| tined to have. Destiny, when once she
has made up her mind to knock fellow
down, makes short work of him and when
returned late that night from a graduates
dinner, | found the following agreeable
package of letters awaiting me-
Mr.. GUY RAYMOND:
Sir:-Tll be much obleeged by the imeeiit
settlement OF NEE bill. The other young
gentlemenses isn't so large, and has been
pa to the ha penny. Them poor trashes OF
letthers is not worth to me the bits of paper
they're wr item on. II I'm not pa by the
18th (the day after Commencement, I'll go
to law as sure as NEE name S
ALEXANDER DUGALD.
THE HOMESTEAD June % 1S4l.
MY DEAR GUY:-Had any one told me that
unt e e,e
such extreme gaucher e, and must add vul-
garity, l would have refused TO bel eve it
Alas! the ev dence of my own eyes can not
be denied. The first was bad enough-wor-
thY. to tell the truth of some horrd little
Jew or counter.iumper: but the last VIII CHI
only accidentally, but most fortunately came
to nv knowledge, is too dreadful! Your
father-whO has just arr vedis furious!
He declares that you are no gentleman nv
hope is that Laura VIII not find it out, but
she is already much agtated. She had
written to bid you farewell. but, as | have
already told YOU, she is in a state Of such eX-
C tement that l fear her ms sting upon a
sight OF the contents Of the fatal packet!
Your fathers spartan firnness you know;
he would not be likely to refuse her this in
diligence, if INDULGENCE it can be called. 0,
Guy, how could you do it!
Your deeply mortified aunt,
LOUISA RAYMOND BEAUMONT.
P. S-Laura is in fr ghtful Mysteries.
fear that your father has already told her.
THE HOMEsTE Nd, June q, 1875.
STR:-All is at an end between US | could
never have bel eyed you capable OF making
sottened me, but on the contrarg, has DIS
pleased me yer much For the sake of the
connection existing between our families
Shall cont nue. to treat you with courtesy,
but must beg you never again to speak Of
love to LNURh B sAUMONT
P.S.-Alow me to express my deep regret
at having innocently caused you such great
expense.
The HOMESTEAD. June %, 1876
SIR:-I am aware that Laura and your
aunt Lou sa have already wr tten to you,
ana now do the same, to re Iue5t you not
to expect me to notice you n an way to-
morrow Your mother arr yes early in the
morning, and for her sake | shalt conceal
the truth from her until the Commencement
eXerc ses are over, and in the presence of
strangers Will treat you as usual With your
proficiency in your stud cs | am satisfied,
but / would have sacrificed it al TO see you
behave like an honest man and gentleman.
Your conduct has been that of a coward and
an ignorant, low bred coward ut that. ANY
Broadway p ckpocket could have devised as
honest Il way of paving his bills as you have
done; and not one of them, | do bel eve,
would SO have treated the girl he profes sed
to love- shall know how TO deal with you.
GUY RAYMOND.
out of my bosom and fly directly to lay
itself at the feet of my offended go ldess,
with the blood ru hing through my veins
at lightning speed with throbbing temples,
an aching head and q cold perspiration
starting from every poro, | read this
astounding bundle of letters and shivered
as | read But | could not in the least
understand what it all meant and with
frantic idea of d9man ling an explanation
hon and there, throw open the door and
stepped out upon the staircase, just as a
neighb)ring clock struck three. | do not
know how passed the time between then
and six O'Clock. | have vague idea of
having blthed, and having made an elabo-
rate toilette, and in thatdandiisd condition
of having wandered about the college
grounds till morning. What really know
is that l found myself in front of my auut's
gate that IN )rning ut six O'clock, Just as
old Timothy, her negro coachman, issued
from it vita package in his hand and an
expression of most awful solemnity on his
countenance.
How is Miss Laural" said, confronting
him
Miss Laura and your aunt and your pa
and all the fambly's just the same, sir
That is to say they're feein' awful bad
about som ething," replied Timothy, with
the m elancholy of one who never failed to
improve a gloomy occasion. Miss Laurais
tryn' to git little sleep now, Mr. Guy,
and she sent you this; aud ! was to tell YOU
there's no answer Mr.. Guy. Not now nor
never"
With this final blow Timothy turned his
back upon me, slammed the gate and re.
treated to the stables, while | rushed back
to L1y room and tore open the letter.
THE HOMESTEAD, June %, 1886
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