Montgomery County sentinel., 1888-04-06
MisfellamenMs.
THE OLD LOVE Is BEST.

''Quarreled with your lover? For
shamew said Mr.. Wentworth
"Quarreled with Frank Why, how
could you, Nellie ?" was his wife's re-
mark, addressing her sister.
Don't look SO horrifed." said that
young lady. "You we're kind enough
to ask me to spend the winter with you
aud declined because | thought | was
in love with Frank. Well, I find am
not, so | have come p She stood before
them still dusty from travel, but look
ing very charming in her tairlor-made
suit
: am coming out at your reception, "
she added gayly. II intend to catch
millionaire and be happy forever after
ward"
II sincerely hope so, said her brother
in-law obviously.
"And why not?' replied the gay girl,
turning sharply on him, Doesn't every
body. nowadays, say that moneys the
chief good You've got so much of it
yourself you don't understand about
others. You can afford to be romantic !;
but | can't And as for living all my
days in poky little rectory's-7
"Ah, my dear !' interposed her sister,
with deprocating shake Of her head.
There, now. don't be didactic," re-
torted Nellie, laughing again. at
doesn't become you, darling, and besides
intend to have my own way al
ways did have it, you know"
Nothing more was said at the time
about Frank and the winter that fol-
lowed was the liveliest socially for years
Mrs. Wentworth's beautiful sister be-
came quito belle and before Lent she
had dozen proposals, which she prompt
ly rejected as they were offered.
10 tell the truth. Nellie was heartily
sick of society. The men she found all
fops and the women marionettes.
~ am disgusted with them all, she
said to herself, "and with myself most
of all. I'd rather go back and marry
the parson and mend stockings in the
bay window of the rectory than marry
the best man in society"
"But the parson isn't there no, +" said
Mrs Wentworth to her one day, when
she had repeated something like this in
her presence
What has he left Dingley parish 2"
and she gave a great gasp, while the
color fed from her cheeks.
Yes, I heard he had"
"Left Dingley parishl" What for
good?"
II suppose. Some rich city church
has called him. They thought the jewel
required fner setting"
''And it did," she said, frankly
Frank was too great for us and our little
village; might have seen it. Why
hasn't anybody written? Mother knew
that lat least, she might have thought
1t would havc been of some little interest
to me-"
"Mamma knew you had thrown him
over, and took it for granted, | suppose,
that you didn't care to hear"
Nellie's reply was significant shrug
of the shoulders.
II shall never see him again, sup
pose," she said that night, however, to
her sister.
"Ie will find you yet, DEAR" said
Agnes.
Never, You've no idea how horri-
bly, | treated him. Now suppose he'll
60 hunting for wealthy woman. Well,
| don't care"
But she did care Her tears in the
night watches attested to it. She cared,
in her own language, tremendously.
The next day was Sunday.
Nellie could hardly be induced to go
to church. She had suffered in leaving
too late, perhaps, the priceless worth of
the heart she had dared to trife with
The church was a goodly distance,
and Nellie, as she entered with down
cast eyes and heavy heart, felt desper-
ately in need of its calm and strengthen
ing services. At the first sound of the
rector's voice, however, shiver of de-
light thrilled to her heart She dared
not, at that moment, lift her eyes, she
felt so humbled, but when she did gather
courage, there stood Frank Penrose, and
his ringing voice was the sweetest music
she had ever heard, And when she
caught his eye, she bade farewell to
hope; for she felt then that she loved
him and had loved him all along.
At the close of the service he came to
meet them-came quietly, steadily, smil-
ingly-this man whom Nellie had de-
serted for society and fashion.
II bis hand had but trembled little
as he grasped hers masterfully she might
have again INDUCED in some 6ippant
speech to prove that he had not con-
quered her but the tears were too near
for that.
He pointed out the varied beauties oI
the old church "aa
II think you would like the parson'
age-it is not green" he added, with q
half-suppressed smile.
Frank" she said, imploringly.
"And when you are there. it will bt
bower Of roses,'' he added. "Yor
will come 2"
What could she say Nothing. Hel