Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1889-04-10
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George. YOU haven't chance
From suudry tnfles light as air. !
can STE that Mnndc Is mine. aud
the one thing To- impsft bitter
taste TO my cup Of happincss is ihn,
you, my dear old man, will have To
suffer
IN put her TO the test today" I"
And 80 shall this evening"
And may the best man win"
"Ay. may the hest man " In"
Aud the honest youths drank
g'a,ely To the honorable sentiment.
Maudc Minnion was not unprc.
pared for immediate action on the
part OF her Two ndofcfs. Maidcns.
be they rosc.buds, blossoms, cor l.k,
wire, iru',ly from age. seem TO
divine the psychological moment.
and when George Coulter entered
The drawing.room, she saw from his
pallor and general nervousness that
he meant never 10 leave that luxu.
rions apartment until he had asccr.
tanned his fate.
Well, she would answer his uncs
ton. Why npti II was n toss up
Her heart was M nowisc engaged
There was no necessity for sent.
mental rubbish. Tiffany, Connolly.
and Brewster shntcd the honots iu
her heart. As for romance--pah, !,
Love was humbug--a mockery, r.
dclusion and snare. She had
never seen man To- cause her an
additional heart. beat, save one. and
that was Tommy Pintub, Of Pitts.
burgh, whose two millions possessed
the power OF thrilling her.
30 when honest George Coulter,
10 deep faltcring tones, asked her to
bc his own, his very own, his
queen. and 40 forth. she bashfuily
hispcrcd that she would, aud re-
ccived his engaged aud engaging
kisses after the most coy and charm
ing aud cnrcssing fashion.
IL was during the receipt Of one
OF these district messengers Of Gu.
pid that u vile, commonplace, nine.
tcenth century interruption took
place, in tho shape of u scdaie ser.
want bearing telegram.
"Ob, bother" poutcd Miss Min.
Mon, ''lci IL lie there"
Now, telegram possesses Ger.
tain fascination all its own, One is
seized with morbid desire TO open
II, and learn whatever IL may con.
tain, be IL pleasant or the reverse
the demise of ones motber.in.
or the fall Of some cherished stock.
30 Miss Miunion, gently discngag.
ing herself from her lovers sur.
rounding arm, proceeded TO open
the telegram, and to read these
words:
Arthur Bsring's uncle dead.
This makes Arthur millionaire
Lsok out. PoP."
The telegram was from her faith.
cr, who, be Il said. was thoroughly
du cOurdnt with the ASPIRATIONS Of
the two young men. and who was
ieverishiy anxious to see his daugh.
ter mated, ~ order io--wcii, secure
the hand and dollars Of FRISCO
and risky widow.
PLEASE, Mr.. Coulter, take your
arm away
''MiSter- Mnudel"
"And-apd please don'i--mind
what ! have said--I--I really do
not care for you.7
Not care for me, MaudeS Why
you have just told me that you loved
me, and that you would be my
queen
a bfigat light flashed over Miss
M'nnion's pretty face. She had
been struck by happy thought
IL did, Mr.. Coulter, but you should
rccoliect that this is the FIRST Of
April"
"I'lI be hanged II she'll make nm
April fool Of msl' cried Arthur
Barring, when the miserable George
had mournfully related what had
just taken place. mo, sir; and
what's more, I'il write and tell her
80"
"Oh, dear" sobhed Mauds Alin.
Mon rs shc laid her pretty head on
her lace-cdged pillow upon that
memorable first Of April night
what an April Fol I have been.