Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1891-04-25
III you will promise not to publiah
my epistles in the Daily American" !"
lo Marian

agreed" said he. They talked for
an hour or more, and at last the dark
ening shadows warned Claymcr that it
was about time he was sitting at tho
head of Mrs. Bobb's supper table, and
he made his first effort to go. The first
effort was never his last. Finally, no
said: I'm going now, really. Good
by. Don't marry an English lord, or
Count Macaroni, or anything of that
kind, for goodness sake"
II WON'T" said she. II don't want
any imported husband; tariff too high.
I'll come back and throw myself away
on an American senator"
Claymer laughed, held out his hand
and said: "Good-by; God bless you"
DEAR MISS MARIAN: Yours, dated May 1o,
Milan, received this morning. Glad to hear
that you approved of the cathedral; II you
hndu't, poor Campioni would have turned over
in bis grave, or crypt, or wherever his Dustin.
Euished remafns may lie I've no doubt the
Jim Slocum's new dry goods store, which has
been erected since you left. It has beautiful
cornicc, and just two pancs OF glass to each
window. Hayling Is still boom, and bust.
ness lively. saw eleven wagons all in town
at once. yesterday. and 1t wasn't Saturday
either"
DEAR MISS MARIAN: All lovely ut Hayling.
Two new subscribers to the Daily American.
Your description OF Venetian ltfc is very enter.
tanning; I'd like to publish it. but I remember
my promise Iguess ST. Marks isn't much, nor
the Bridge OF Signs either; Mt least they
wouldn't appear SO to anyone who has seec
Jim SlocLm's store with tho magnificent corn
ices and the rech>rehs window panes. John
Giles has bought horse and buggy. and you
ought to see the style Mrs. Giles tries to put
on; but tho horse isn't built for style, and it's
no go. You seem to receive your due share OF
attention from the Macaronis; don't forget the
American senator fair and gracious lady. He
Ia don Avyf0 nal firrv A$,1~v,
You say you may be here by December That's
right! We will have some good times in Hay.
ling. Christmas"
DEAR Miss MARIAN. think II I " ere In Lon
don, should write a better letter than the one I
got from you this q. But then. would not
be pet OF society, and would have more timo
to WELD the pen. perhaps. You are evidently
very happy now, and I'm actually glad OF it.
You mention various lords and ladies and per-
sons OF high degree. lave you seen any Little
NcllS. or 'MicnwberS,' or Sam WcllcrSS' You
said II you were ever in the land Of Dickens
you would look out for somo OF those interest.
ing characters. think most OF your time and
attention is given to the Pelhams, Godalphins
etc. In real glad you're to be home soon
Don't stop long in Washington on your way
home for want you to see Jim Slocum's place
before the dnin:y freshness is worn on tr at
heavenly cornicc and window"
Washington society welcomed with
open arms the beautiful, talented and
wealthy Miss Harper. She and her
parents are such favorites with the SEN
ators and their wives that their stay is
prolonged,
Though don't see any senator hero
for me, ma," laughs Marian. Every
one is married, and has large Dnd in
teresting family"
'Well, dearie," says ma. with smile,
you are sorry now that you didn't con-
sent to become Lady Goforgold. aren't
you?"
Not much; I'd much rather marry
the poorest fellow in America
Ben Claymer, for instance" hints
ma. Marian family 1lshes and says,
laughingly: ut is pity that he is not
SO susceptible as those foreigners
y magnificent reception is at its
height. Marian Harper stands, clad in
flmy white, the center of an admi ring
circle.
"Ah," says one, 'thero is the now
senator from Texas your state, Miss
Harper, and you should be proud of
him. He is the youngest senator in
congress and has made quite a rcputa-
ton since he came in. a remarkable
young man.
AS Marian turns to look at the object
of these remarks, her eyes meet the
gaze of the large, gray, dreamy orb,
Ben Claymer of Hayling, Texas, and he
Immediately makes his way to her.
MIR. Claymcr! What Il genuine sur
prisel'' says she. What are you doing
in Washington, and especially what
are you here for'?''
I'm in Washington because the dear
people sent me here, and | am at this
reception because heard that should
be likely to meet a fellow-citizen here
ne answers. conc;~ely, but with n bright
sparkle in his dreamy eyes, They eX-
change conmonplaces until Ben, by
some deXterous sleight-of-hand perform
ance, causes the admirers Of Marian to
vanish and leave him alone in the fl cid.
II proposes a stroll through the con-
servatory, and as they arc at last FREQ
from the gaze of all eyes, Claymer
turned and claspcd ncr hands tightly in
both of his.
Marian, no words can tell you how
glad ] am to see you. Are you true to
your American senator?"
IL am proud of your distinction" said
she, in frightened evasion. Il was cS-
Pecting to find you grinding out fine cd
itorials for the Daily American. Why
didn't you write to me about this?"
Never mind: III tell you all about
1t some other time What l want to
know now is if the girl who is worth
her weight in gold is willing to ex-
change herself for an American sem
ator, as she once said she would.
Marian, nothing but the hope of one
day feeling myself in such position
that to proffcr you my love would not
be an unworthy and foolish act, moth
ing but this has brought me here. You
were my incentive, and without you l