Telegram-herald., 1889-11-09

with her hair OF braided sunshine. her
deep. limpid ewes. aud the beach-like
bloom upon her perfect cheeks
And yet this dew-eycd beauty was
neither more or less than factory girl
who worked a machine in the big shop
whose gray stone chimneys rose out Of
the hollow below. at dollar a day: a
+ girl VINO had grown up on diet OF yell
7 los- covered novels. and dreamed OF
knights and ladies' and perilous adven-
lures
Yes" said Gerty. lifting her dew
/ blue eyes. an elopement. Isn't it ro-
mantle. And ism he handsome"
Sarah Willis looked sadly down into
the eyes that were so like blue flowers.
"Gerty. said she, Il beseech OF you
to think twice about this business. Have
/ you forgotten Francis Tryon?"
/ Francis TryOn! Only cutter in the
shop"
IAN honest, honorable man." said
I Sarah, impressively.
Why don't you take him yourself,
since he Is such a paragon:" TetOrted
Gerty, saucily.
Because he loves no one but YOU"
Then ne may leave of loving me at
/ his leisure. said Gerty. - don't care "a
/ hg for him, and never shall. I am going
T 10 marry AIR. MontressOr; and l never
would have told you OF the elOpement
II l had supposed you were going 20 be
so Ill natured about it. My father is a.
uniustly preiudiced against him as you
are. and so | am driven to it.
And Gerty Fame tried 20 vail her exal-
tatiOn beneath a tone of injury as she
rose up and began to make her way
through the tall ferns. Sarah looked
wistfuiiy after her.
a spoiled, harmless little beauty p
she said 20 herself. But Mr. Trvon
was kind 20 me when | came here friend
les and alone and Mr. Tryon loves her:
FOR his sake l will not stand quietly bt
and see her rush on 70 ruin"
"fou see. GertY Fame had told her.
conidentially, Il am TO 90 TO the chop
on Wednesday, just rs usual, so that my
father viii not suspect anything, and
then / am 70 feign a headache. lust az
train time, and leave work. step quietly
or board the train. and go to Pittsburg:
there / stop at the BapCoO9 house. lie
comes there tho next day. and we're
married and then we shall 20 10 Sara
toga. or Newport. or Long Branch. or
some Of those aristocratic places; and
won't lt be charmingf'
But Sarah Willis shook her head dubi-
ously
Il don't ike Mr.. Montressor's looks"
said she.
Hes just exactly Ike that picture,
Lord Byron, in the Poets OF Eng
land, retorted Gerty. triumphantly.
He II only travelling salesman
But he TO be partner in the firm Ia
the fail He told ne so himself. and he
showed me the photograph OF his en-
ploysr's daughter, who is madly In love
with him
Why don't he marry her, then?"
And now Gerty dimpled into radiant
cOnsciou ness.
Il suppose because he likes rae best"
said she
~Oh, Gerty and you believe all this
farragO sighed Sarah. despairingIy.
you're only Jealous because YOU
haven such q lover yourself. re-orted
Gerry. irowning under her curs like
lovely. wHdui cdild.
An -ben sarah Willis abandoned the
tass Of rem on7trance. But for all that.
tae Thought ~ Frank Tryou's heart
tra Jay sore and heavy at her inmost
soul
"ohe may 60 20 ruin her own way
fnorgh- Sarah f'hut she shall not frao
E.U down with her. Moutreeso~- Non
tr'ssoF know I have heard the uama
s.maThere r. carries q agreeable re- /
omoranca with it. I remember now 4
it was Ar Norfrrseor that boarded ao
long with Aunt Polly Sbaraer and then .
went away without settling his score f
George Gordon Nonfrezsort trat was
fee name tI 90 SEQ Aunt Polly frI4 f
very r.rht ear easily cat ffer. 0n tha .
train .F rc.ors. ara back aeaio in t-le f
for work Tomorrow m1ruin- Andf
f0e-' fo Pee found rnt. TIl
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