Johnstown weekly Democrat. (Johnstown, Cambria County, Pa.) 1889-1916, 1889-08-02

for every 4 yggood-lookins masculine claw
ia he handsome2" pursued Hide
| garde.
Eyes, very"
Ozark or fair?"
"Fair. with very large blue eyes-a
regular Apollo of n man"
''But do you think he cares for you
| Estele? Come, be frank with me, that at
least ! have told you everything"
''Well, yes; TO tell you the honest
truth, l do think he's rather smitten
with me-" said Estelle, with slight
laugh.
''And you canlaugh2" murmured Hill
| degarde, reproaohfully
why shouldn't /, child? Would you
have me cry about it?" vivaciously de-
manded Estelle. IL can tell you think
| it is very good fun to be pretty girl
| with plenty OF beaus. Time enough to
sit down and shed tears over the total
| depravity of the world when 1 am for
saken old maid"
"And that you will never be2" said
Hildegarde, with an affeotionate little
sqeeze of her friends rose-leaf hand.
Estelle was more like her silver-haired
mamma in more respects than one.
Nor you either, cara mia, If l can
help itf'
III AIR sighed Hildegarde, II an
quite different parsonage" "
I'VE shall both be married on the same
day. now see If we AREN'T" merrily went
on Estelle, ''only your inamorata shall
b. fair and mine dark. You shall wear
pink roses in your hair, and l will wear
white, and if anyone presumes to say
that YOU make a better looking bride
than do"
"Dear Estelle, don'ti' pleaded Hide
earde. Hush there is some one com
ing up the walk T.
And like a startled fawn Hildegardc
Russell disappeared into her own room
before Estelle could lift hand to detain
her.
Col. Say ybrooke courteously lifted his
hat as he came up the broad graveled
path in the moonlight.
"a day before you were expected?'
said Estelle, carelessly-he would have
given much to see the crimson flush OF
pleased consciousness which was not
there-"but none the less welcome to
JeGsamine HILL
He bowed low.
II hope have not driven away your
sister, Miss Villars.
'She is not my sister and she has the
option of coming back again at any mo-
ment that she pleases. Shall we so in!
The dew is, perhaps, little chilly out OF
doors p
SO ended Col. Saybrookes hopes of a
moonlight tete-a-tete with the pretty
young heiress Yet he was not alto
gether discouraged as he walked back I o
the hotel after midnight. Girls are nal
urally caprictQus, and an experienced
fisherman values his success the more
highly in proportion as the pursuit II
difficult.
Hildegarde Russell opened the door OF
her room as Rstelle passed, singing along
the corridor with IL night-lamp in her
, hand.
"Estellep she whispered.
Are you not asleep yc', Hildegarde:"
"No. Come in for "a ~ 'ute u
The hand with whicn drew Este! g,
was strangely raflid in the Pickering
spire of light
"Estelle, it is heP'
'Whor
''Col. SaybrookeS"
"Of course it is Col Seybrooke," said
Estelle, sitting down on the sofa beside
her friend. 81 told you so before,
didn't I?'
You never told me his name. Es.
telle, it was Leslie Saybrooke VINO loved
and woOed and deserted me y
Eatelle Villars sat silently looking into
Hildegarde's white, agitated face
Can this be possible" she exclaimed
half-aloUd.
Dear Estelle," pleaded Hildegardc
"do not listen 10 his love- Oh, if l coulC
tell you the strange feelings that cam'
over me as ] sat here listening TO thC
honey sweet tones OF his cruel voice He
is false and wicked and tTeacherous-thC
man who has willfully broken one girls
heart can never make good husband tt
another! Lstelle, Estelle promise me
that you will never be his wife"
II promise you," said Estelle, quietly
and now GO to bed and seek the repos'
you need 30 sadly, you poor startled
childw
"But 1 need not see him tomorrow
mot unless you choose"
Col. Leslie Saybrooke spent the beau
tiful month of July scorching hv
moth-lika wings around the flame of f.
telle Villars beauty: and when the An
gust moon hung its slender crescent q
gold in the violet west he asked her to b
his wife
My dear Col. Saybrooke," said Es
telle, demurelY, "did you never hear tn
charming old balied
"fts well TO be merry and wise,
It's well to be honest and true,
It's well to be of with the old love
Before you are on with the newi"
Il don't know what you mean, Mis-
= Villars," said the colonel opening hi
5 handsome blue eyes somewhat wide
/ than usual.
e don't you, said Estelle. "Perhap
e you may understand me better, theI
when l remind you Of certain old Ell
gagement of yours to Miss Hildegard
Russell, of Charleston, South Carolina
: The colonel turned mahogany color
G but he recovered his presence of min
rnther sonner thnn could have been nN