The Forrest City times., 1888-01-14
The Old Love is Best.

could you, Nell ?" was his wife's re- mark, addressing her ster.
 "Dont look so horritied," said that young lady. "You were kind enough to ask me to spend the winter with you, and l declined becasse l was in love with Frank Well, l find l am not. so have come r She stood be fore them still dusty from travel, but looking very charming in her tailor made suit.
 "I am coming out at your reccp- ton" she added. gayly. '1 intend to catch millionaire and be happy for ever afterward.
 "I sincerely hope so." said her brother-n-law. dubiously.
 And why not 9'' replied the gay girl turning sharply on him. Doesn every body, nowadays. say that moneys the chief good io"'ve go. so much of it yourself you don't understand about others. You can afford to be TO- mantle, but can't. And as for living all my days in poky little rector" "Ah. my deari' interposed her sister, with deprecating shake of her head
 There. now. dan't be didactic," re- | torted Nellie, laughing again. "It | doesn't become you, darling, and be- sides l intend te have my own way l always did have it, you know"
 Nothing more was sa d at the time about Frank and tho winter that fol- lowed was the lveliest soc ally for years.
 Mrs. Wentworth's beautiful sister be- came quite a belle and before Lent she had a dozen proposals. which she | promptly rejected as they were offered.
 To tell the truth. Nellie was heartily sick of society The men she found all fops and the women marionettes
 .l am disgusted with them all" she | said 10 herself. .and with m, self more than all. I'd rather go back and mar | " the parson and mend stockings in | the bay window of the rectory than | marry the best man in society. | 'Bnt the parson isn't there now, said Mrs. Wentworth to her one day. when she had repeated something Ike 1 this in her presence.
 What? has he left Dingley parish?' and she gave a great gasp, while the color fled from her ekeeks.
 '.Yes, l heard he had. 7"
 Left Dngley parish'" What, for good?'
 ..So I suppose. Some rich city church has called him They thought 1 the jewel required finer sett ng.
 And it did. she said. frankly. Frank was too great for Us ani our little village; l might have seen it. Why hasn't anybody written. Mother 1 knew that lat least. she m ght have ! thought 1t would have been Of some i little interest to me. Mamma knew you had thrown him over, and took it for granted, l sup pose. that you d dn't care to hear
 Nelie's reply was significant shrug of the shoulders.
 'I shall never see him again. I sup pose" she sad that night however, ioher sister.
 'He VII find you yet dear," said Agnes.
 Never. You've no idea how horri- bly, I treated him. Now l suppose he'll 90 hunting for wealthy woman. Well, don't care"
 But she did care. Her tears in the 1 night watches attested to it. She cared. in her own language, tremend- ouslv.
 The next day Sunday. Nellie could hardly de induced to go 10 church. She had suffered in learn ing, too late. perhaps. the priceless worth of the heart she had dared to tr fle with.
 The church was a goodly distance. and Nellie as she entered, W tn down. cast eyes and heavy heart felt desper- ately in need of it's calm and strength ening service. At the first sound of the rector's voice. however a shiver of de- light thrile to her heart. She dared not. at the moment, lift her eyes. she felt so hunbled; but when she did gathor the courage. there stood Frank Penrose. and his ng ng voice was the sweetest mnsic she had ever heard. And when she caught h 0 c. 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-cane quietly, and stead- l ilv. smillnglv-th man whom Nellie had deserted for society and fash on.
 If his hand had but trcmblei ttle as he grasped hers masierfully she might have again indulged in some flppant speech to prove tEat he had not conquered her; but the tears were too near for that.
 He DO nted ont the varied beauties of the old church.
 '.l think you would like the parSon- age-it IS not green, he added with . half-suppressed smile. Frank" she said. imploringlv.
 And when ,ou are there. it will be a power of roses, he added. You will come?"
 What would she say? Nothing. Her eyes. eloquent with tears, ,d.d the talk inc
 Did you know Frank was going 10 preach this morning?' she asked of Wentworth as they drove home. Of course" was the laconic replr.
 You might. at least, have prepared me"
 Why? To keep you from going. and defer, if not prevent, this happy end ngP Confess now, you're tired of fashion and society"
 She held out her hand.
 Fl am red of it. and forgive you. :" she said '.Love is better than money. after all. And. i" she added. enthnsR asst eally. 'there's not another mai in the world so good as Frank Pen rose"
 Except Harry" said Agnes. nest ling closer up to her husband. 
 Not so Ignorant as he Supposed.
 Wfe-"Won't you read the paper