Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1891-01-29
MHhancdom Frederick County, Maryland Thursday January e. 1884,

heart was better treasure than wealth
or fame could bring him.
But being man, he put the thought
away. For-"Love is of mans life a
thing apart"
"She IS a sweet little thing!' lie
thought contentedly, "and when nv
position in the world is assured l will
come back and marry her. No man
could haye a lovelier or purer little
wife |"
But the world, with its batteries and
disappointments, its promises, deluslons,
and snares, soon eiIaced the light i'm
preston poor Daisy had made upon a
light and tickle heart ard he was
annoyed when his mother wrote him,
three years later:
"Our Dalsy," as you used to call her,
lis nineteen now. Her aunt has left
her little fortune, and she has well
coined it for your sake, Cyril, to be of
some Use to you. You cannot think
how the poor child has studied to I'M
prove herself. for the same reason, or
how faithfully she clings to her love for
you, and her belief in your solemn
engagement. My son, if you do not
really purpose m king her your wife, it
would be more honorable to ask her to
rslease you. 1t is a crime to trifle with
IA trusting heart, and such a one is
Daisy's."
When this letter reached him he was
quite impatient and vexed, and inveigh-
ed bitterly against "the folly of young
girls who take Il word Of tlattery in
earnest
For l have no recollection of any
thing like serious engagement be
wrote, "although, of course, if Daisy
claims that such was the case, | shall, if
necessary, sacrifice myself to sense of
honor. But l believe my cousin is too
just to require this, and too sensible to
believe that man and woman could
marry happily upon the mere remnant
Of a boy and girl filtration. 1t is net
that any other love has filled my heart.
I have never really loved. My art is
my one love, and my liie's one ann and
hope is-Ambition.'
And to himself lie SAID
MARRY, indeed +. Tie myself down
with wife and family, to be q clog
upon my best endeavors No, md ed
And for Daisy, too-a poor. little simple
country girl, as sweet and lnsip'd as the
flower | named her after. Why, look
at her picture here--a vertable Mar
guerlte, with innocent, baby eyes, and
ii veil of Alxen halr-ft for a poem or Il
picture, indeed, but not for a wife my
wife. Will she hold me bound Have
l ruined my whole career by Il moment
of thoughtless folly:'
Not If "the ruia Of his whole career
meant marrying Daisy.
The very next post brought a letter
that act him free. 1t contained but few
words, simple and to the point, and was
quite prettily written. He turned it
over and curiously, his first feeling of
self. consratulation giving away to an
odd sense of annoyance and loss.
"Cool enough. certainly. She couldn't
have been so fond of me us mother
thought. And nicely written. She
must have improved good deal" He
glanced at the picture again. "She was
lovely creature IN those days, certain
~, and with proper training, and dress,
and culture, and al that, might have
developed into beauty. But pshaw
don't | know how these country girls
grow up? Freckled and tanned, coarse
and awkward, tow haired, ignorant,and
narrow minded. am well out of a
troublesome scrape, and have good rea-
son TO be thanktul.'
He thought so in good earnest when
in the following winter, be met at last
the woman whom he called chs Fate y;
at sight of her the sht and ambitious
heart-that Daisy's simple loneliness
had touched, indeed, but never really
won-was stirred to its depths, and
awoke to Il real passion.
They tell me, | am like your picture
of Marguerite" said Miss Armytage to
him, with her calm and gracious smile
II should like to see it, and judge for
myself, it you haye no objections
He had an objection, though he dared
not say SOFT Was such fanciful and
idle one. In his soul he shrank from
allowing the woman whom he loved to
look upon the portrait OF the girl who
had loved him, and whose trust he had
betrayed.
For he could better appreciate now,
what he had made Daisy sutftr-now