Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1891-10-01

favorably impressed, and having wol
them over to my cause, was seized witt
Il sudden desire to take saltwater baths
and day later was in Vera.
We met-Edith and where every
body does-on the beach. She and he
aunt were walking up and down. Mis-
Allison favored me with naughty littl
bow, but | saw the red flame into he
cheeks.
met her in the parlor that evening
but-forewarned, forearmed She wa
cold as q Polar wave. Having beer
snubbed by my lady twice in my life,
did not propose to run the risk again
would be sure of my ground anothe
time, | thought.
In her simple lawn dress Edith was
more sought after that night than many
an heiress in lace and satin; but, then
very few knew her real position.
| grew frantic while watching the at
tentions lavished upon her, and she man
aged so adroitly that could not see he
one moment alone
SO week pas ed; she gave me no pos
sible chance for private interview, anC
one day temper rose to a white heat, and
left Vera. vowing never to look upor
her face again. | felt certain that shC
had never cared for me.
There is a certain village in New Jer
sey which | shall call Omro. 1t is hal
surrounded by hills, and there is nj
prettier spot in America.
a certain wealthy speculator built 9
lovely mansion there. 1t was surround
ed by lovely grounds; there were green
houses, and everything that taste anC
money could do had been done to make
it beautiful. This place was sold at {
forced sale, and | became its owner
Hitler repaired after my retreat from
California. | wrote note to Mr.. anC
Mrs. Allison, thanking them for Their
uniform kindness to me.
miss Edith does not care for me-"
wrote, land ! shall not annoy hel
again"
So my dream of happiness ended.
installed a widowed cousin as housekeep
er in my house, and took myself out OF
the country. | had plenty of money anC
nothing to do. l scorned to give myself
up to dissipation of any sort, so
drive Edith's from my memory, anC
never finding it.
After nearly three years had elapsed
the Union Pacific. Some mining specu
lations called me to Colorado. | haC
out-grown the bitterness, the anger, Of
those first days, but | had not forgotten
| sat thinking it all over as the trai1
swept along. 1t was very dark night
and the rain beat against the car win.
dows in sheets.
Suddenly there was terrific crash,
that sickening sensation Of falling, an in.
slant of terrible pain, and then-blank
Inconsistencies
The first thing that attrated my re
turning senses was the click of a tele-
graph instrument. | thought | was
dreaming of old times. | opened my
eyes and looked into those of Edith Ali.
son-older, graver, but Edith unmistak.
ably.
"My darling-my darling." | said.
"Oh, Arthur, my love. do you know
me?''
l tried to put my right arm around
her, but it was helpless.
500 you love me now, dearest?'
whispered.
81 love you," she answered.
''kiss me, then"
She blushed to her temples, but she
laid her sweet lips on mine-and so we
were betr1thed. --e'
Explanations came after. She was
agent and operator at the little station
at the end of the bridge through which
our train had dropped. |. with Others
of the wounded, was brought into tht
depot, and Edith recognized me at once
and had me carried into her office.
She discovered that she loved me aftel
7 lnet Ip1a 1Dtf
her mother, received soon after. ex
planned everything. She felt that sh'
had judged harshly; | knew | had beef
hasty, so the forgiveness was mutual.
Mr.. Allison had given up civil en-
cheering, moved to this h5tle station OF
the Union Pacific, and gone to raising
stock; so it happened that Edith was OPP
orator there, that she might be at home
| was carried to his house, and th'
care of his wife and daughter was unre
hitting until my cut head and broker
arm were we'll. After my recovery
went on to Colorado, attended to my af
fairs, and returned in time to attend
quiet little wedding in September at Mr.
Allison's house, in which Edith and
were the chief actors. | telegraphed my
cousin to have everything in readiness
and | took my wife straight to her new
home.
To-day she is the leader of the strictly
select society in the aristocratic littl
village | have mentioned; and not on,
of the ladies who copy her dresses know
that she was ''only an OPERATOR" or tina
she and her husband were first acquaint
ed Shy wire" If they did, no one would
care.
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