Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1888-05-23

her handkerchief III you love me as
you say you do, you would not ask me
to leave q life of luxury and ease for
one of drudgery."
Il do not ask you to do that. will
wait till can offer you q comfortable
home and as good a position as that
which you now occupy
bat it is all tho same. You might
wait ten or twenty years AMI be us far
then from wealth and station us you
are now"
Every we'll. Miss Neremore." he
said, rising and taking his hat Il
think l understand you. I have Of
fered you all l am. and all hope to
become. What man can do morep If
have offended you. l beg your par
don. Do not fear that shall ever re-
peat the offense. for l hope have too
much self-respect to offer my love the
second time to one who considers it a
misfortune to have met me-"
She made no reply, and in a mo-
ment more he was gone without even
saying goodbye. She gave a sigh of
rolief as she heard the sound Of his
receding footsteps. and while remov-
ing the evidences of tears from her
face she said to herself:
Il do love him, but he must be fool
ish to think can marry him while he
is in his present circumstances, or
wait ten or fifteen years. and run the
risk OF his making u fortune. Work
hard, indeed! I venture to prophesy
that he will not be any better prepared
to support wife ten years hence than
now"
AS Arthur Lindsay walked down the
street that night his mind was in a
condition which, to say the least was
not complimentary to Miss Neremore.
His disappointment was not greater
than his anger at himself for allowing
his affections to be so long conferred
on one whom he now considered un-
worthy of a moments thought.
Il could have seen her passion for
social pleasures. he thought, ''had
not been blinded by my foolish love-
Her love for me, if it can be called
that. will not prevent her marrying
the first man who comes along with a
sufficiently large bank account. She
thinks l can not attain the position
she wishes her future husband to oc.
cupy. We shall see. my proud beauty.
You will be sorry for this night s
work. or my name is not Arthur Lind.
say"
Half an hour after the door closed
behind young Lindsay, it was opened
to admit avery stylishly-dressed young
man whose bearing betrayed the fac
that he had always been permitted to
do as he pleased. and expected nov
to have every thing his own way rs a
matter of course. His name was Gin.
ton Weeks. and he was the son Of
John Weeks. the great banker and
merchant. Clinton was Intelligent.
and rather good looking, and would
probably, with the proper training,
have made useful man; but his father
was rich and busy. and had permitted
his son to grow up a conceited cox
comb who never turned his hands tc
any useful employment. Neverthe.
less, he was considered good ''catch''
by mothers with marriageable
daughters, fact of which he
was we'll aware; and. when he
entered the Neremere mansion thai
night he had not the faintest idea of
going away without the promise o.
Miss Neremore to become his wife.
He had met her six months before,
and. taking a sudden liking for hel
pretty face and her fathers fortune,
at once resolved to make her his wife.
Holding to his purpose remarkably
we'll for him, he had called upon her
regularly ever since, and now intend.
ed. as he expressed himself 10 a friend,
Ito end her suspense.
She was not expec ing him that
night, and was somewhat surprised to
see him; but She was glad to have
something to draw her mind out of the
melancholy into which it had fallen.
He soon noticed that she was unusually
quiet and thoughtful, and made some
remark about it; but she assured him
that she felt as we'll as usual and had
only been a 'little lonesome.
This. he thought, was his opportuui
ty. and he coolly explained his GRAND.
What a contrast between his matter.
of-fact proposal and Arthur's earnest
pleading: She could not help compar.
ing them; and she found the contrast
unpleasant to her outraged heart.
Mr.. Weeks. however, went away with
her consent. never suspecting that he1
hand and heart had that night beer
forever separated.
When Arthur came home on vaca.
ton, Kettle was married and gone. HI
did not take the trouble to inquire
where she and her husband had set.
tied, for his memories of his forme,
sweetheart were not pleasant, and he
would have banished them entirely
from his mind had such thing beer
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