The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1889-04-27
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IT ENDED WELL.
A Botrothal Which Was Accomplished
Under Difficulties.

n hcNrOtnal NntCn was Accomplished
Under Difficulties.
The voice of the young man had a
tremulous, vibrant quality, and q glow
like that of June sunset spread over
his face as he took the vacant seat by the
side of the young woman and greeted her
joyfully.
"This is an unexpected pleasure, Miss
Beane," he said. II did not know you
were on the train. am not presuming
too much, hope, in rejoicing in the an
ticipation of "a delightful trip instead of
the long, tiresome journey Of half day
that l had resigned myself to suffer when
l came aboard"
Certainly not, Mr. Winterbottom,"
she replied, and the observant young man
noted an increasing quickness in the fut-
tering movements OF the feathers and
flummadiddles on tho travelling hat of
his fair companion not duo altogether to
the jar of the train.
"Her heart is beating faster, he said
to himself, but even in the rapture that
-hrilled his frame and tingled to the ends
of his fingers at this discovery he felt he
had taken q sneaking advantage of her
and learned something he had no right
as yet to know.
For months Cyrus Winterbottom had
carried in his heart the image of the
lovely girl who now sat by his side. For
months he had hoped that the time and
the opportunity might come when he
but let us not anticipate.
Tho train thundered along over rocky
gorges, around the base of precipitous
cliffs and down into spacious valleys
upon which the promise of q glorious
spring was already showing itself in
landscape that glowed and smiled be-
meath the ardent rays of the sun; but the
young man needed not the panorama of
surprising loveliness that was unfolding
itself on either hand. He had something
better to look at.
Miss Vanilla" he said, with beating
heart, as he braced himself with SUPER
human effort, "this may seem an inop-
perfume moment for tho confession am
about to make, but / am impelled by
feeling can no longer resist. My heart
hungers for
"Ticketsl'
A shade of annoyance crossed the brow
of the young man at the interruption.
he produced his ticket, handed it to the
official, and in q few moments resumed:
81 was about to say that have carried
in my breast burden I can bear no
longer. 1t is for you to say whether 1
must suffer still heavier one or whether
life shall have new meaning for me
henceforth. Vanilla Beane, l love-
"Caramels, peanuts, figs, gum?" in.
quired the train boy.
"Nol" said Cyrus, shortly. "Have you
ever felt that the time must come, sooner
or later, Vanilla, when
"'Life of Jesse Jamesp' suggested the
train boy, returning to the attack; mag
azines, latest railway guide, Robert
Els -
II tell you don't want anythingr ex-
claimed the exasperated young man.
"May tell you what is in my heart, Va
nilla? I--no, sir; don't know what the
next station is, sir, and don't care!-I
have looked forward to the time, nv
own Vanilla, when could summon the
courage to tell you how inexpressibly
dear to me you are and to ask you if you
will be my wife. VIII
There was sudden crash. A broken
rail had thrown the train from the track.
The car rolled down tho embankment.
At the first wild lunge of the coach Va
nilla Beane had seized the young man
about the neck with convulsivo clasp,
and though the passengers were cavort-,
ing and plunging from floor to ceiling
and ceiling to floor in the careless, un-
studied freedom of motion and absence
of all ceremony that may always be OBJ
served in an affair of this kind, she did
not lose her self possession.
"Cyrus Winterbottom," she shrieked
into his ear, with the resolute, fearless,
let-no-guilty -man-escape voice of q young
woman attending strictly to business,
'I"- Bang! "Will"- Thud! "Be
your Crashi Little Crunch!
''Wife" Booml Rattlel Bangl "There,
Cyrus, darlingl We've got down to the
bottom at last. Straighten out my hat,
love. Chicago Tribune.