The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-09-15

Tor as 90 Tor your I'm Il DaQ lou eliouBhs
but there's no man loves you better"
Now that the mischief is done, the girl
rises with averted face, and say
ing family: "Oh-Mr. Blake-f never
thought~ tries to put off the evil day by
leaving the room, but the young man,
the crisis having come, faces 1t, man
like, and detains her, not unwil-
ing. He holds both her hands in his
big brown fist, and says, trying to
look into her downcast eyes, "For
heavens sake don't go-tell me some
thing-whether am to go on telling you
what darling you are, or whether it's
all up with me. can't stand this kind
of thing any more"
She says nothing, but slowly, sweetly,
with delicious shyness, her eyes meet
his-and then
Certain events happen in every mans
life which glorify their surroundings, so
that the com1nonest things are ever after
ward made sacred It may be flower,
or tune, or street even. Blake's pleas
ATTEST association so far in life has been
linked to common enough tune, which,
especially if brayed out with much brass,
will bring before him the little lake at
Worcester Quinsigamond, with its still
waters quiet under the July sun, its
wooded banks swarming with the roaring
crowd, and the crew of the rival univer-
sity three lengths behind as the oats
sweep down the last half mile.
But in future the freshness of a
calm summer evening, after a recent
rain, will fill him with foolish recollec-
tions of the perfect bliss that was his for
moment just because a certain fair
haired girl lay in his arms, and hid her
face on his shoulder, But onlyfor mo-
ment. Then she suddenly slips away
from him, and stands motioning him
away, and says quickly. 'No-no-you
must not say another word. For Gods
sake, don't tempt me- 1t can never,
never be-"
There is short time for explanation or
entreaty, for the sound of wheels on the
gravel gives warning Of the return of the
driving party.
what do you mean?" demands Tom
savagely.
"oh, Tom, forgive me! didn't dream
that this could happen. No; it can never
bel I'm engaged"
'tJilted, by Cd beg your pardon
| forgot myself. ! should say, congrat-
ulate the man very heartily. May I
ask
ooh, don't ask anything-don't say
anything. Here comes the people.
Tell them have headache And
Miss Stuart rushes up stairs, and
Blake has to saunter quietly out to meet
the others, and to hear what delightful
evening it Is for driving, and wasn't it
very warm walking; and he and Miss
Stuart must have enjoyed quite q tete-a-
anything but soothing when one is hard
hit.
Dinner at the Vanvoorsts' is, always
good thing considered solely as dinner, but
this evening there is certain amount of
gloom around the festive board Mrs.
Mackenzie does not trouble herself to be
agreeable; Miss Stuart begs to be excused
for the evening; the old gentleman's most
elaborate compliments and best turned
periods fall fat and he evidently has
something on his mind; his son Is more
like an idiot than common, and only Mrs.
Vanvoorst is in good spirits, for Blake has
very little to say, and has nearly lost the
fine appetite he brought home from his
walk. Every one is glad when dinner is
over, and every one Is disturbed when
Vanvoorst senior begs the ladies to re-
main moment, sends the servant out of
the room, and is apparently about to make
q speech.
my dear friends-Mr. Blake, will you
be good enough to fill Mrs. Mac1enzie's
glass?-I feel that here in the privacy Of
the social circle, among my family and
among my friends, am justified In an
nouncing to you what / trust you will
agree with me in saying is one of those
events which--in fact, ] may say, which
should fill the--the mind with tho most
amiable emotions. You will, trust, par
don me when l speak of myself; but
among friends all false, modesty should
be--in fact, dismissed-yes. am aware
that | am not in my boyhood, but kind
Providence has endowed me with remark
able vigor of health, and I may say with
youthful buoyancy Of spirit Wilhelm
fact, has encouraged me to take the
step which | am about to speak of.
My children - my dear friends II
have great pleasure in announcing
to you that l have formed a mat
lady, who, although considerably M iu-
Nor, unitcs in rare degree those Quail
ties of mind and person-good sense.
amiability, beauty fit their Dos
SCISSOR to make ANY man happy. You
will. | trust, joiA. me in drin' ng the
health Of the lady when p1spose-Miss
Katherine Stuart"
The response is not unanimous. Young
Vanvoorst drops his glass with tinkle
TO the floor; his wife falls back speechless
in her chair. Mrs. Mackenzie makes no
sign, but sits still and tugs in curious
way at the broad gold bracelets shewears
Blake bursts, into roar of laughter, and
reaching across the table, touches glasses
with the astonished old gentleman and
drinks the toast with unpleasant hilarity