Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1889-02-07
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Nloh Nphlhu hoIp ~. w Iulul-
ers are queer mortals, you know. Once
IN a lifetime We come across a face,
idealze 1t, and forever more IT, is the
bas OF ali our productions" and Hugh
Rutherford gazed with something more
than painters admiration on the face OF
his Scottish Mary.
Two red spots burned on Lucette Hey
woods checks, and her pale blue eyes
snapped ire as she gazed at the hand
some nrtist
Birds OF feather flock together. /
am positive now that this poor artist and
my pennlless cousin love each other And
/, the heiress of Haywood, have patron
ized-licnized him In vain," were the
thoughts that passed. rapidly through
Miss Heywood's mind.
And Lucette Haywood was right Hugh
Rutherford had come TO spend a couple
OF months among the New Hampshire
hills. A poor artist everybody thought
him, aud 10 pleased him to let ever, body
think 30, but the aristocratic Heywoods
took notion TO patronize him-they
took bim up and the artist found Il m
telf the lion Of the place.
Miss Lucette Haywood was the most
ratronizing of this very aristocratlc
family, and she did al In her power to
SHOW the artist how very condescending
che could he, The truth of the matter
was Lucete was IN love with the hand
some artist and was determined her cousin
should not have him.
dear Claris,a," said Lucette, signing
softly, 81 shall miss her very much when
she gofs away"
as Miss Ireton going awsy9" and the
artist looked up quickly.
"Oh, yes, after her marriage with Mr..
Squires she goes to Europe"
The painter dropped his brush; Luce,te,
his picture, aud everything iu the room
danced around him In ring.
For the last two months he had been
living like q man In beautiful dream,
and this terrible awakening was too
much for him.
lie caught sight OF Lucette's pale, blue
eyes bent upon him pityingly. There was
something iu her glance that stung him
TO the quick, and no recovered his COM
poeure instantly.
"sIarge / Lever heard anything of the
approaching marriage" said the artist,
quietly. III say strange, because thought
In a small place like this affairs oil that
kind were freely discussed"
80 they are, Mr.. Rutherford; but you
know Mr.. Squirts is quite an old gentle
man, aud when May and December
marry, people-well, we thought 1t best
for Clarissa's sake to keep it secret.
You are the first l have mentioned IL to
outeide OF our own family.
Mr. Rutherford bowed In ackno Wedge
ment OF the compliment.
"You will not fail us this evening, Mr..
Rutherford2" said Lueette, moving to-
wards the door.
''Thank you, Miss Haywood l will put
in al appearance, If possible" and the
artist held open the door for Lucette, who
left the cottage, fully satisfied with her
mornings work.
Hugh Rutherford returned to his I'M
finished picture, and lifting 1t from the
easel, set 1t with It's face TO the wall, say
Ing:
"May God forgive you, Clarissa IretoD,
for this summtr's work set you up
for an ideal-a being as perfect as mortal
could be-but l find you, In reality a
woman, FULL Of woman's weakness. Well,
it's lesson most OF us have to learn
sometime, and 1 suppose the sooner it is
here and over the better, concluded the
artist, bitterly.
.,Clarissa, you look as II you had bur
led all your friends. Really 1t makes me
nervous TO watch you" said Luc attic
Haywood, as che lotlced the cloud rest
ing on the perfectly beautiful face OF her
cousin.
"Then don't watch me, Lucette, " an
swered Ctarissa.
''But can't help watching you. What
ails you, Clarlssai'
ooh, Lucetts. feel miserable"
"Why, you silly girl, how can you say
sol And Mr. squires about to oiler you
his hand and fortunel'
81 caunot accept Mr.. squlresi do not
love him."
'rhe love part of the business can be
dispensed with, Clarissa, Papa says you
must marry him."
my uncle dares not force me Into such
u marriageW Clarissa was standing now,
her graceful figure drawn to It's full
height. ''But will be- burden to him
not longer. You Will remember when
George harvey was here last winter
ho said my voice would command good
position any time. He is acquainted with
all the musical leaders in town, and |
know he will only be too glad to do
something for my fathers daughter"
.'What nonssnseI Papa would lock you
up in your room If he thought you con.
templated such step. Now, Clarissa,
the whole trouble is, you have taken a
fancy to that poor artist, Rutherford,
and, take my word for 1t, he cares moth
ing for you. And II he did, what would
1t amount tol He will be too poor to
marry for the next ten years unless he
gets rich wife,
''Lucette, have never done anything
my conscience did not approve OF; l can
not do 1t now"
"And verify you shall receive your re-
ward" and Lucette laughed derlsively.
"You may laugh, Lueette, but believe
those who persist In following the die
tates of their coasclences are always re-
warded,
That night Lucette moved among her
guests with bitter disappointment grow
ing at her heart. She had received q note
from Mr.. Rutherford reerettlng his it,
ability to attend, as business called him
away without delay.
II wonder II what told him about
Clarlssa had anything to do with his
going away. am glad she has the sulks
tonight. If she were here she would
surely notice my disappointment. She
keeps her room to escape Squires. But
it won't do; papa will break her obsti.
nate will YETI And with this thought
Lueette consoled herself.
"Aello, Rutherford, old boyl Where
have you kept yourself for tho last cen.
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