Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1889-08-29

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waves of Lsabers dark hair, as she wills
pered softly: 81 believe he is good man,
and that is worth more than gold or dia-
monds "
Eyes. Lottie,'' replied Isabel, in whisper
also; yet that seems TO be the last thing
others think of. If l could not have felt
that he was good and true, l would ReUer have
consented"
Nine o'clock precisely brought Mr.. Fal-
coner to the shop, where he proffered his re-
quest with the air of man who knew what
he was about. Madam was all smiles, and
seeing that the affair was a reality and near
at hand, began to alter her department to-
ward Isabel materially, in hope of gain to
herself; the future wife OF millionaire be-
ing person of much more importance in
her eyes than plain Isabel Grant.
She could not forbear one little malicious
shot, however, and she asked with a touch
of sarcasm IN her honeyed tones: ''Do your
friends, the Stanfords, attend the wedding!"
"Mrs. Falconer will make the acquaInt-
ance of my friends in her own home,
madam replied Mr.. Falconer, coIdly; he
understood the sarcasm perfectly, and re-
scented it.
Il observe that the ring fitted, Miss
.
there were too many curious eyes about to
indulge in aught but commonplace.
81 wonder YOU could have guessed so &C
cUFately," she replied.
cat one, then, you will be ready" he con-
tinted, still holding her hand.
YES" How strong he was; how his pres
ence swept away all the objections which,
when the darkness and solitude of night
had surrounded her, came trooping to her
mind, suggesting thousand tOrmenting
thoughts and fears.
"If there are any expenses to be met you
will allow me to defray Them" making a
motion toward his breast pocket. Nine.
Arnot had withdrawn her sharp eyes for
the moment
'Oh, no, no. and she shrank back
hastily; Il have been frugal and am well
supplied for the present.
There was little accomplished in the
work room that morning, the prospect of
the wedding in the afternoon effectually
dIssipating business ideas.
Isabel would almost have preferred leav-
ing her life at Nine. Arnot's where she had
taken it up, in the work room, but she ban
lshed the idea as sentimental one. All the
girls were to be present at the ceremony,
and Kitty Ray remarked that they owed
Isabel a vote of thanks for getting them a
glimpse of madam's parlor, which, though
nothing grand in itself, she held sacred
from the intrusion of her shop-girls, but in
this instance she could not refuse the re-
quest of the rich Mrs. Falconer TO be.
She was too busy during the short time
remaining to have many IDEAS aside from
packing her slender wardrobe into trunk
several sizes too small for it. 81 suppose the
toga trunk with a cupola on It" said
Jennie, as she dextrously fitted Isabel's
best hat into box.
''The future looks like vast untried
sea- replied Isabel, so entirely vague
that make no calculations on what may or
may not come TO me-
Not even in the prosaic matter of a
trunk laughed Jennie; now, should have
a whole wardrobe, hung with elegant
dresses, and half jewelry store blocked
out in my mind if stood in your shoes"
Isabel dressed herself in her best, a plain
brown silk, suitable for travelling, with
bonnet and wrap TO match, and she looked
quite as stylish as Mrs. Stanford herself.
and Mr. Falconer looked at her in pleased
surprise as he, in company with a clergy
man, came into the parlOr; he had only
seen ner IN her PLAIN shop dress, and to- dav
she had let down her hair and allowed it to
take its natural bent, the little tendrils
curling about her forehead and quite trans
forming her plain face. "a decidedly fine
looking woman, +" was Harvey Falconer's in
ward comment land Will fit into her sur
rouudings like charm
The solemn service was soon said, the
heavy wedding ring slipped into its place. |
and after bidding the girls an affectionate
goodbye, Isabel Falconer was handed to
the carriage in waiting, and babe adieu for
ever to her life at Nine. Arnot's, and it re-
manned to be seen whether Harvey Falconer /
had read her character Alright, or had made
q false move in the game of life.
Well, the affair really did come of after !
an said Nine. Arnot, spltefully, after the /
carriage had gone and there was no further |
necessity for smiling. Il must say / be- |
heved ne would repent of his folly at the /
eleventh hour; but I'd like to see the tab |
ieau when the Standfords hear of it," and |
She eleved her pent-up feelings by order /
5ngi ne girls about with even more than her |
usua acridity
bear me, 1 wish there were some more |
nice sensible millionaires to take US out of |
bondage" sighed Jennie Dewey, as Nine |
Arnot left the work-room.
'tBut as there are not" said Lottie Ford. |
1'let us rejoice in Isabei's escape. Poor |
girl, she was just at the point where her |
life here was becoming uncomfortable. and |
hope she has happiness enough in store for 1
her tc atone for it all''
''Wen. am glad for one that there is a man |
who is sen nole enough to fall in love with a |
girl that isn't a beauty" said Lizzie |
Knowles. 'sIn the novels all the heroines |