The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-09-29


"MY sToRY's BEEN ACCEPTED =
'What, The Carnival of Crimey"
gasped.
YES" cried Fred.
"Who the devil would take anything of
yours?" growled Garbould.
The Eclectic, and no mistake, you duff
fer, replied Fred.
| Nonsense" we both cried
Hero is the check to prove it," said
Raeburne, producing q narrow slip of
paper.
| Of course that convinced me, and was
beginning to wonder whether after all
could be mistaken about Raeburne. Not
| SO Garbould. He is never taken abAck,
and he is never convinced.
II have long said" he remarked icily,
that that magazine is in very bad hands.
Its present editors are running it--simply
running it"
eyes," broke in Fred; ssbecause they
won't have any more of your musty old
war "reminiscences. You are out of date
with your scandals of Queen Elizabeth"
II must be out of date, indeed" re-
joined Garbould, when the mere fact Of
having silly story accepted, undoubt-
edly through some mistake, gives boy
like you the right to insult man whose
name was q household word long before
| you or your magazine were born, and viii
be when you are both forgotten"
Raeburne was about to make some rash
reply, and there Is no knowing how far
the wrangle would have proceeded, had
! not come to the rescue as peacemaker.
Fred is something of Hotspur, and as
for old Garbould, he is an Englishman.
and is gifted with more than tho usual
amount of true British obstinacy. 1t was
therefore with some difficulty that l at
last succeeded in reconciling them Fred
was tho first to como round.
Come, old man, he said, holding out
his hand, don't be huffy. There, l apollo
| gize. Give us your fu."
GarbouA consented to be Modified, and
smiling peace once ppare abided with Us.
4 OF course this great piece of news
| knocked all other subjects Of conversation
on the head. Tho fortunes Of 'sThe Writ
ing Master" the play Garbould had been
talking about, no longer interested me.
l read Fred's letter from Tho Eclectic
while Garbould examined the check (for
! good round sum it was, too), at first
doubtfully, then critically, but at last ap-
provingiy. He was forced to admit that
Fred had written something which, for
some reason or other, had found favor in
the eyes of one of the greatest literary
huIuOTltlSS III bu0 COudtIy OGIUOulu IL
critic, and it goes without saying that
he is a skeptic and a cynic at the same
time. OF course, he admitted nothing
openly, but / thought could see a grad
ually dawning respect for RaebusEe in his
tone and manner as the conversation pro-
crossed. The old fellow is intolerant to
degree, and only listens to other peoples
opinions upon conlpulsion. But this af-
ternoon he showed unusual forbearance.
for him. not contradicting US more than
once in three minutes So that when the
two got up to go off together detained
Fred long enough to whisper: IF | was
not convinced of your good fortune by the
evidence of the check, should certainly
be forced to believe after seeing old Gar
bould's manner toward you congratu-
late you, my dear fellow
Fred laughed and bushed, and went. off
evidently well pleased with himself, with
me- with Garbould and with the world in
general
Well, the result of it all was that Fred
and Laura were married Mrs Rutledge
did all in her power to break of the
match, but when shs found that was Inn
possible she consented with as good grace
as might be to an early marriage. Miss
Window said that she had given her
word that if Fred got an article accepted
she would marry him. and she was deter
| mined to keep her promise. Besides. she
argued that the very fact2of the accept
ance Of his story by SO high an authority
as The Eclectic was proof positive that
Fred had great literary career before
him. Whether Mrs Rutledge was con-
! WINGED by Miss WINDOWS logic have nv
reasons for doubling. 1t is far more
probable that she was finally urged to
forcgo her opposition to the marriage
rather by motives of policy than because
she was converted to a more hopefulyiew
! of Fred's future as an author. Miss
Window was an heiress, and she was itst
coming of age. Her guardians could.
perhaps. make her uncomfortable for q
short time by Withholding their consent.
But in the end she would marry the man
of her choice. and then she was not likely
to forget those who had evilly treated
her. 1t would, on the whole, be pleas
anter to have Laura friendly. And, after
all. what real difference did 1t make to-
Mrs. Rutledge whether the girl threw
herself away on pauper OF, nota So I
think that astute lady argued the matter
to herself, and the conclusion was that
she consented to marriage in thessprine. :
So when the winter had passed away and
there was smell of early violetsin the
air they were married. The event took
place at one of the fashionable uptoyss q.
churches. Kitty and went 1t was a
hot. flower scented. stuffy affair, like all
church weddings. don't remember that
Fred looked any less miserable than other
men do under similar circumstances, | do
remember, though, that the bride was
radiant Kitty says her dress was Of
cream white, set in with front Of point
lace. and veil of the same; corsaee decoi-
lete- Her ornaments were diamonds, and
she carried bouquet of white jasmine.
All that sounds like Jenkins, / know.
but | want to be correct. and have
written it down just as Kitty ave il to
me. Well. in this state Miss Laura Win.
dom Travelled up the long aisle to the chan
Gel leaning on Mr., Rutledge's aim, and in
precisely the same state Mrs. Fred
haeourne walked down the sane aisle ten
minutes later leaning on her husbands
arm. And give you my word they looked
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