The Sunday tatler and Jersey City express. (Jersey City, N.J.) 1883-1886, 1886-06-20
yl)URSE OF TRUE LOVE.


hanging every resemblance Of the past
Z soft summer days, the two girls met unex-
pectedly. There was bit of the wild
common at Dunsfeld. edged by,a row of
fine elms. which in Summer listened to
the love tales of youth and maideas, but
in Winter few troubled their solitude.
Two miles from any habitatiou, il was
strange that this should be the selected
walk of Nora Fitzgerald and her friend
Lottie Maynes. neither Of them lovers of
black solitude. and neither expecting 10
see the other.
There was embarrassment in the greet
ing. Nora's beautiful Irish face blushed
as she recognized the quick, expressive
countenance Of her former school friend.
.Norahi did not know that you were
IN the neighborhood."
II am staying at the Browns. respond
ed the other.
The Brownsp repeated Lottie, drily.
Alb remember; one OF the girls was at
our school. Very heavy, very rich; soap.
isn't itf"
Lottie was little, slightly made, and
with a face so full of intelligence you for
gave its lack Of beauty. She looked de-
family up into the good blue eyes of the
lovely girl beside her, and something she
saw there made the defiant look drop
away-she said, unessily:
Il beg your pardon, Nora. Are tAe re-
ports we have heard true?"
rQuite true, said Nora, gravely.
slit seemed so impossible Forgive
me Thought what we used 10 talk of at
school would come to pass; and this in
stead of i'll 1t is past believiugi"
You know nothing about it," said
Nora, quickly. st is better not to pur-
sue the subject" And she would have
passed on, but Lottie caught her hand.
Nora, we have been fast friends for
years; do not let US part like this.
could not bear to think you tickle and
mercenary"
stBut yon do think it, said Nora, proud
y, a warm light shining in her face. g. on
believe me all that is worst.
No, no, indeed don't! But when [
knew you wished to marry your cousin in
Limerick
"Hushl" cried the Irish girl hastily, II
can't bear that yet"
And the inpuIsive hands were clasped
together, rs the gtrl looked sternly and
drearily out over the gloomy common.
There was silence for minute, then Lot
tie said, timidly:
viii you come and see me, Nora, and
talk it over?"
1T is a settled thing, Lottie, and needs
no talking over. A good and worthy man
is to be my husband-soon, very soon, >
her voice trembled. I'll see you when
Pm married"
T,,et fl,-,, az, eox~,, oI~.,
path the figure Of middle-aged Irish gen.
Stleman BE wore shooting suit, and an
air Of general dissatisfaction. When he
beheld the two girls a wary look passed
over his face. Nora turned rs he APP
preached. murmuring:
Ny father"
A genial smile beamed and rich brogue
answered:
"A friend, me darlin, in these lonely
parts. Introduce me, I beg.
And forthwith Captain Fitzgerald was
made known to Miss Maynes. Instructive
ly Lottie disliked The man, and she knew
Nora had no mother.
do We live near here?" inquired the
Captain, insinustingly.
~Two miles off, said Lofty, quietly. 81
want Nora TO come aud see me"
'sIndeedl and what pleasure for herl
But we are off to London almost imme-
siiately. After certain event, though,
my daughter will be here altogether, he
pursued, smilingly; 'sand sure YETI be
capital neighbors."
Lottie Maynes bowed, but 10 some wav
felt it hard to speak. Captain Fitzgerald
jauutily glanced at his watch.
Fine to go back, Nora. Sure there
ri,o faAsoa s.,~s 49, 4
than any poor mortal man has a right to
expect to see. Are you going to add TO
the group, Mics Mayues?"
A slight raising OF the head Lottie could
not control, rs she answered:
Il am returning to HOLLYWOOD at once. "
Then her eyes rested lingeringly on Nora
as they took their leave.
Not yet, answered The girl, quickly.
We shall meet bye-and-bye."
ssOf coorse, of coorse" generally re-
sponded the father, raising bis hat, as his
daughter slowly turned away with him.
What wearied, plotting little brain
was Lottie's as she walked fast home to
her mother, whose bright, clever face look
ed across the cups and saucers, which
were revealed by the dre-gleams to be
rare and costly.
11h kunlt C44iu JIG tcd W lAl D9 6lL40at
9 syrup through waiting for your lady
ship.
Quickly Lottie threw off hat and jacket,
coming to her low chair with SO eager a
look that Mrs. Maynes (she was the Hon
CRADLE Mrs. Mag der, having that
pyaax TO her namesas the daughter Of a
good old Tory Lord, still living said anx-
iously:
what has happened, Lottie2'
aOh, mammal Poor Nora Fitzgerald
is going to marry young Brown, the soap
boiler, and I've seen herl She Is staying
with his father and mother.
A smile, half sarcastic, half plying,
passed over the mothers face.
HE is very rich. Lotlie. Her friends
viii count her fortunate"
..But," demurred Lottie, yehemently,
as she sat down her cup and saucer with
little ring, "you saw her at Brussels