The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1888-02-17

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love once more. Arrayed in silken
robes of palest azure, Lucy descends
the broad stairway, and comes to
greet her love.
lie stoeps to kiss the jeweled
hands; but 10! suddenly raising
his head and drawing himself up to
his full, manly height, he gays
slowly and distinctly, aud the
words fall like lead on Lucy's heart:
81 had scarcely expected you to
weary of my gift so soon, Miss
WeSson! Does the giver weary
you, AS welli You have proved
the Inconsistency of wOman's love.'
And before tue stricken girl cOuld
reply, he was gone.
Coldly the blood pulsated
through Lucy's veins, and slowly
mounting the stairs, she seeks her
boudOir, and burying her face
among the pillows OF her snowy
bed, sObS in an agony of grief as II
her heart we're indeed broken.
An hour later her maid coming
to readjnst her lady's hair finds
Lacy quietly awaiting her. As she
goes to the dresser, Fifine lifts the
dainty, frilled cushion of Mechlin
lace from the marble, and with q
with bound aud rebound Lucy's
diamond ring, the cause OF her low.
er's anger, rolls cleaning like a
hoop of fire to poor Lucy's slipper
toe.
'sPut it away, Fifne," she says,
languidly, and that damsel, in mute
astonishment, obeys, and, turning
again, begins to brush and rear
range the masses of sunny hair,
piling it high over each snowy tenn
pie to fall in clusters over the ta-
pering shoulders and arching neck.
Grandfather Wessou fumes and
frets over his darling's unusual pal.
lor. He has watched her since
tiny babe, her mother had given
her fatherless child to hun, and
then went to be with the angels
ever more. As she grew up a mer-
ry, prattling beauty, his declining
years had foudly leaned upon her
as their prop aud stay, and Grand
father WessOn idollzed his only
grandchild. Was it strange, then,
that his loving eye could detect,
when nOue other had, the strangely
altered manners of his Lucyi Let
US not imagine, hewever, that Lu.
cy's pride bad deserted her.
No! To the gay assembly con.
stantly coming and going, she was
the same stately belle as ever.
One day as Horace MountjOy
sits iu his room a waiter rapping at
the door, enters, aud throwing
letter upon the table retires.
Horace will start, GU the morrow
for his magnificent estates at "The
Oaks" which, since his fathers
death, had been left in the hands
of a tenant, and sadly needed their
young masters care.
Mechanically breaking the seal
OF the missive just brought IN, Hor-
ace starts, and begins to read:
"Mr. MOuutjoy:
SIR: Although doubtful of your
true claim to tho utle, "Sir," which
| believe, is usually applied to gen.
tlemen, l condescend to make a
statement, which IS intimately con-
cerned i'll the happiness OF one most
dear to me. understand, through
her maid, that my granddaughter
accidentally lost the ring Ou the
night OF the masquerade ball which
she was to attend. | would will
ingly pay u thousand to h0rsewhip
you for your behavior, were not
respectful of the feelings of anoth-
er. s. G. WEssoN, Esq.
Linden, -
Half an hour later, aud Horace
MountjOy is at the feet OF his beau
tlful love pleading as only be can
plead.
Three weeks pass away aud st.
Panl's vast Cathedral is ablaze with
beautiful ladies' and gallant men,
and 10 her rich brOcaded wedding
robes Lucy sweeps down the aisle.
While the wedding march peals
through the vast ediiice, she looks
shyly up to the handsome, dark
haired man who is now her hus-
band; intentively their eyes tall on
the tapering finger on which gilt
tiers the solitaire diamond, aud as
he draws her closer Horace whis-
pers "Mine now, and forever, Lu-
cy,n to which she replies, "Thine
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