The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1891-07-11
tiers he had promised-for ne was .
man of his word.

tiers he had promised-for ne was
man of his word.
To Miss Sturtevant he wrote this:
MY DEAR MISS BIANcHE--i wish to apologize
to you for some REMARKS made to you last
night, and to say that I have changed my nina
concerning the matter spoke Of. 1t was real
" of no consequence, and beg you VIII not
give it any thought. II was only an idle cues
tion, which merely amounted TO nothing ana In
the fact cause which existed for my request no
longer exists. Please treat the whole affair as
. joke, and oblige. Yours, L. WESTON.
"There," he said, as he pushed the
sheet to one side, 81 fancy that disposes
of Miss Sturtevant very easily. She
will think it was some foolish joke
will never fancy I intended to ask her
to marry me-for she thinks me a con-
firmed bachelor She is lively, good
natured girl. and will soon forget the
whole affair. Now, for Miss Yelling
ton"
On another sheet of the fine cream
note paper he always used, he wrote to
Miss Wellington thus:
M. DEAR MISS pLANcHE-Had time permit
| ted last night should have urged you to &C.
| cept INV hand and hoart But the crowd was SO
| great and the opportunity for private converse
| ton SO limited, that it was impossible. You
promised to write to ne-may l hope for
| favorable answer! II So please appoint time
for me to call and tell you all would say, more
| fully than can commit 1t to paper Yours
| L. WESTON.
s'There," as he folded both letters and
placed them in their envelopes, 81 feel
pretty sure of her reply, and now for a
smoke"
This was in the morning, and in the
evening Fred Bent dropped in, as was
his custom.
For a few moments the two men
smoked in silence.
Then there was a knock on the door,
which Mr.. Weston answered.
When he came back into the room he
held in his hand two letters.
ssIf you will excuse me, Fred, will
read these" he said.
"Oh, certainly-go ahead. From the
fair charmers, suppose?"
Laurence Weston opened the letters
at random.
The first read like this:
DEAR Mr.. WEsroN-Although your proposal
: was a great surprise to me- for l always
, | thought you were not a marrying man, can
saw that am inclined to regard it-and you
favorably If you will call tomorrow at ten
shall be glad to receive you. Yours,
BLANCHE STURrEvANr
II Blank dismay was pictured on his
features as he opened the other and
. read:
Mr. WESTON: Dear Sir-It is entirely imrna
s teriai to me whether your language OF last
night was joke or not, and no apologies arr
necessary. Allow me to advise you, though
that in weli-regulated society such jokes are
4 considered insults TO q woman. Yours.
BLANCHE WILMINGTON.
"What's the matter. Laurie? Yo,
I look as though you had a shock" sais
d Bent.
Q $50 / have. Here, read these" and
he pushed the letters toward his friend
: Bent read them.
Then he burst into hearty laughter,
d "What are you laughing at?" asket
t Weston.
"Ha, ha! Because, really, old fel
r low, can't help it. It's too good
d well, if it isn't rich. Did you mean +
do it?'
d "Mean to do what?"
e "Can you ask me?" said Bent. trag
h ically, waving the two sheets of scente'
n note-paper in the air.
n "What have / done? For Heaven
sake tell me if you can, Fred"
IS SIS it possible that you don't know
A. You are not very shrewd, Laurie, O
A. else you are in love, and love, 20
know. is 'proverbially blind"
go on" said Laurence, impatientlJ
- "Why, man alive, you put your lei
q. tiers in the wrong envelopes. as near as
II can see."
- "A sudden ray of intelligence darte
~ over Westons face.
: 81 believe / did," he said, ruefullJ
10 "and see what scrape have draw
= my devoted head into"
n ..'Could you make it up with Mis-
Wellington"
ST feel sure l could. But Miss Stu
~ tevant has practically accepted me, an
- see how must insult her."
Sand yet," unused Fred, '.you ougl
to explain to Miss Wellington"
- 81 know it," distra ctedly, ''but if
- do, must also explain to Miss Sturt
want"
- "Now, honestly. Laurie, do you ca
- anything for either one?"
- LduTcuce WcStou AuCt LIS 1iACAo
gaze without fiinching.
mo. honestly, Fred, like and a
10 mire one as much as the other"
'Why not give them both up"
te- ''And get into the mire deeper than
lis am? Besides, am determined to ma
nv one of them"
SWELL" said Bent, rising to go,
lis am sorry for you, Laurie. This
oS what your assurance and sound COZ
mon sense has brought you to. F
tn my part, l prefer romance. Good-b
old fellow"
Do "Good- by, "came morrnfully from Il
depths of the easy chair.
At the door Bent halted.
let 81 say, Laurie, 1 might help you on
At might marry one of them.
to IF you only would; but which one