The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1888-02-17
PRIDE VERSUS LOVE.


Temple was parading the streets to-
night, and Jennie Lambert curled up
her thin lips scornfully, while carefully
undOlng her furs, and stretching her
white hands over the cheerful Ulaze.
The familiar name brought a decided
flush 10 the dainty lace of Nellie Graver-
son. She was the only daughter OF the
Honorable John Graverson, che million
aire, and sole mistress OF the magnificent
structure situated on Regent Street her
mother having been dead these five
years.
The lady whose sarcastic words open
this story, Was cousin OF the heiress,
and was treated the same as n sister; her
parents having died when she was but a
mere babe. She hated her cousin Nellie
with deathless hate for her beautiful
lace, elegant manners, magnificent car
riagc, and half millioni while she, though
really pretty, VAS made 10 appear IilIin
and insignificant by the more radiant
and dazzling beauty of her cousin. still,
II was 10 her interest 10 curb her hatred;
but she was continually saying or doing
something which annoyed Nellie exceed
ingly.
Indeed, Jennie, cannot guess.
GuCssiri-, you know, is not my voca-
lion, and Nellie looked ut her cousin in
4Uiringly.
NO. then I shall tell you, rs I sup
pose you are anxious to become ac-
quainted with your future husbands
friends. 1t was Renie Stewart, the
pretty factory girl; and she did look
pretty tonight, leaning ON Louis Tenn
pies arm, and her face was raised TO his
in quite an adoring fashion" nialiciously.
For once, Nellie GraverSOn gave her
coasn the satisfaction of knowing that
her shaft struck.
She drew herself up proudly, a dark
red suilusing her neck and brow.
"Louis Temple walking in public with
Z factory girl / cannot believe it ,"
Ask him, dear; | do not think 1t is
the i1rst time. All there goes the door
hell now. His tastes are iaStidlious -
from the factory girl TO the proud heir
css, and with low laugh Jennie van
ishes through the drawing room door,
leaving Nellie in q thoroughly wIetIhed
state.
When Louis Temple opens tho door,
he feels instinctively that something is
wrong Instead OF his betrothed spring
ing TO meet him, she does not even turn
her head as he enters.
Thinking probably she is asleep, he
goes up softly behind her chair and
gently places white, shapely hand over
her face.
Great is his surprise when n hand
reaches up and iriEidly removes his.
She rises slowly and looks at him Coldly.
"Well, Mr. Temple, have you seen
Renic Stewart safely home?'
"N hat do you mean, Nellie ?' lie
asked, not quite cOmprehend.uE.
81 mean this, louis Temple. You
have been seen on the street with Renie
Stewart, the factory girl. l ask YOU, Is
Il so t'
why, certainly, Nellie, dear. but why
DO you look at me SO coldly? surely you
would not have me pass a lady on the
street such night rs it IS to-uiIht-so
slippery one can hardly stand, without
Offering TO assist her, especially with one
whom / am we'll acquainted"
a lady she repeated, scornfullv,
her lair face flushing hotly. cray, may
ask your opinion OF a 1Vdy? Is your
ideal found in factory virl -
Louis Temple looked at his bctrothed
in pained wonder. He always knew she
was proud, but could ii be possible she
carried il 10 such an extent
Il certainly think Renie Stewart a
perfect little lady. The fact Of her hav-
ing TO work in the factory does not alter
uty opinion"
alt alters mine, considerably, Mr.
Temple; and man who places factory
girl on the level with me can never com
mand nav love. ] shall not submit my
self 10 be lowered 20 such an extent
Consider our engagement broken" and
she haughti!y pulled beautiful diamond
ring from her finger and handed 1t 10
him.
His face grew white as death, for no
loved the beautiful, proud girl before him
as only an honorable man can love.
"Nellie. do YOU mean what you say ?
| do you not think your pride triile over
/ strained and far-ietched?"
| 81 think Mr.. Temple forgets himself"
she answered, icily. you have not the
| right 10 question my actions" and she
turned and swept maiestically from the
! room.
What fools men are,r mutterei
Louis Temple, dashinS his hat down over
his eyes and plunging madly along the
! cold deserted street zone places all his
] .ove and confidence ct girls feet only
| to have il thrown back in his face with J
| careless shrug OF the shoulders. Catch
me trusting another one OF the heartl, s
| sexr'
II was fearful blow to him. lie tried
! to make himself believe that he dill not
care, but the Leautiful face of Nellie
| haunted him necessarily, and he often
| found himself wondering what he would
| do with his empty life.
Three days later he surprised his
| friends greatly by leaving the town, bag
| and baggage, Tor parts unknown.
| Nellie Graverson heard of Louis de.
parture with a calm, Indifferent face, but
when she was in the sanctum OF her own
chamber, the mask fell. Great heart
rending soils shook the regal form. She
had sent him OF with coldueSs that
even surprised herself. but was she
happy would Louis white reproachiu
face ever be erased from her memory
Weeks and months flew by, and during
that time Nellie Graverson changed
lot FunfN
preston ON her beautiful face was giving
place to a sad pre-occupied one. The
servants who always feared her before
were beginning TO love their young mis-
treSs; she was so kind to them.
Il have broken my heart and spoiled
my liie, she would often say 10 herself
"and now l shall break my pride. oh
Louis, Louis! if only had it 10 do owe
again"
''AIy dear" her father said to her on,
| day, my dear, / imagine YOU look pal
and thin. Are you not feeling well -
"Ees, papa, / am as well as usual" he
heart beating quickly.
| "No, pet you are not. i shall call in
doctor"
'Uh, no, no, papa! am not i'll, indec,
! am not: but-but-"
"But what, dear ."
Cannot we 90 away for-awhile7 z
| am-l-would like a change"
! 10 De sure, Nell; whenever you like.
The following week they started Tor a
| indefinite period on the Continent.
! Two years passed away and agai
! Nellie was home. Her father was yer
much worried about her her two wear.
travei did her no goOd. and Mr.. Gravel
son brought his daughter home as lis
.css and white as when he took he
away.
PCoplc maryelcd at the change in her
her regal head was carried inst the same
bat with a certain sweet humility on tn
! geutlc, high-bIed face.
One afternoon the Western expires
! steamed rp at the station, and tai
familiar form stepped out on the plat
form. II WAS bitter cold, mi althoug
the iur collar on the great Ovcrcoat ha