Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1891-05-01
LOST MR.. GREYLAND.
BY HERO STRONG.

She was a proud woman always,
and just now she was a very angry
one.
Her fine figure was drawn up to its
utmost height, her brown eyes flashed
so they looked black, and Il vivid
crimson burned on her cheek, whose
brightness no oriental rouge could
ever hope to rival. lmogene Leigh
had always been handsome-tonight
she was magnificent.
Charles Greyland could not help
admiring her, even while her glance
of scorn burned into his soul and
crushed out the deep love he thought
he bore her.
lie was rich and she was poor, and
in that fact lay the cIuse of the trou-
bic. Some kind everybody
has these kind friends. WA kal..su =
had insinuated that Imogene was
marrying Mr.. Greyland for his
money; and Greyland, in moment of
piquo occasioned by Imogene's dane
ing twice with handsome cousin of
her own, had let fall something of the
kind in her hearing. OF course Grey
land was fool, but not so much of a
ono that he was not sorry for his folly
the instant the thing was done, but he
was too proud TO say so. lie did no.
for moment believe that Inogene's
love for him was influenced by his
fortune; he had only spoken thus be-
cause he was angry, and angry people
are generally idiots for the time be-
ing.
Never would lie forget the flash of
Imogene's eyes, or the keen sarcasm
of her tone, as she answered him:
"You are free, Mr.. Greyland. A
man with a soul so small that he deems
few paltry thousands of more conse-
quGnes than Iis!s>~ss,s ,,ssss,s seek a
mate from among his own kind. Take
back your ring. 1t is a diamond, and
as such 10 doubt valuable TO you"
lie set his heel OH the bauble and
ground it into the carpet; then he
said few angry words, for which he
would always be sorry, and left her.
They went their separate ways, and
tried their best to show their faces to
the world bright and gay.
Imogene succeeded admirably, but
Mr.. Greyland overshot the mark, and
people said he was getting frivolous,
and the pastor of his church ''labored''
with him, and won the everlasting
dislike of his wealthiest parishioner
by so doing.
About this time Marge Atherton
came to the city where our disunited
lovers dwelt, and here was field of
labor just suited to her. She had been
some years in pursuit of a rich hus-
band, but the man she desired to honor
was SLOW in making his appearance,
and there was a strong prospect that
Miss AthertOn, in spite of her mani
fold attractions, would have to die an
old maid, or emigratc to Oregon
country where it is generally supposed
they do not raise women. .
Mr.. Greyland was The very subject
for her. She set herself to work at
once to conquer him. SIZE flattered
him, she deferred to him, she asked
his opinion on every trifiing thing,
and poor Greyland's heart was so sore
that he was glad of anything by way
of balsam.
The very day that he had made up
his mind to propose, fate stepped in
and did a good stroke of business for
him.
y great financial crisis occurred, and
swept away every dollar he possessed,
and in twenty-four hours the news
was all over the city; and when, a
day or two afterward, Greyland,
aching for sympathy and love, went
to call on Miss Atherton, she was
mot at home, though he could have
sworn he heard her at the top of the
stairway.
And that ended their acqua lntamce