Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1891-11-06

hhcm tHat wilson was an honest, fur-
seeing man, and that he had been moro
Intimate with Flavel Ashcroft than any
OF the other, clerks; consequently, he
ought to be able to judge him correctly.
Yet she also knew that Wilson's affec-
tons were all bestowed ON herself, and
that his love for her might make him
jealousy spiteful towards handsomer,
richer rival. She had always liked and
esteemed Harvey Wilson, but who could
blame girl of nineteen if she had been
captivated by Flavel, who, during his
thirty-four years of life, had travelled
much and learned many things, among
them tho art of making love to every
pretty facet
Harvey sighed as he noted the flush on
her face, and walked quietly away.
Days passed, weeks vanished, yet no
visit or message came to her from Flayel
Ashcroft Bessie was young and IN
Senious, but she was sensible girl.
Gradually his true character presented
itself to her mind as shc read OF his CAV
life among fashionable people, and she
saw that he was indeed a recreant knight.
And US this knowledge was forced upon
her, she slowly came to appreciate Har-
vcy Wilson'S. unwavering, though hope
less devotion -
''Oh, Dir. Wilson," she exclaimed to
him one evening when he was calling on
her, 81 have heard so much news to-
day. One thing you, too, have perhaps
heard, that Mr.. Ashcroft is engaged to
the lovely but hitherto unapprcachablo
Miss Carroll" RB
Harvey looked quickly at her. Her
woman.
"Poor Flavel" he answered. "Sho
has the reputation of being cold hearted
and mercenary. Can you pardon me i'll
say that l thought him devoted to you
in the oldcn days2"
$50 did l." she replied, lightly, "but
we were mistaken. really believed,
too, that was devoted to him, but
am happy to see that 1 was mistaken
about that, Also"
"Oh, Bessie, your words open para
disc before me! / know can't hold
candle to him; if he failed, how can l.,
n rough, plain fellow, ever hope to
win2"
"To win whatl" she whispered.
1t took many words, many kisses, many
tender glances before he had answered
that question to his satisfaction; but at
last he was satisfied anG in clysium.
"Namc the wedding day2" said Bessie,
an hour or so later. "That cannot do
without consulting dear mamma. You
know, of course. that | am not Mrs.
Moorc's own child; that she took me,
namclcss waif, from an orphan asylum2"
Eyes, yes; but TINT is nothing. You
are your own dear self; l ask no more.
But Mrs. Moore has been a mother to you,
so let us go down to the sitting room and
ask her blessing"
Mrs. Moore not only gave her blessing,
but said that there was no man in the
world to whom she would more willingly
see Bessie married.
"But when you get the license, per.
haps you ought to give her own name,
for my husband aud 1 never legally
adopted her"
sob, mamma! And 1 never knew it'll
My fathers name was Theodore Terrill,
was it not9 You don't know my moth.
cr's?"
mo, dear, but Harvey can find out.
The matron of the asylum whence VIC
took you told us that your father placed
you there temporarily while he went in
search of your poor mother, who had
wandered from homo during temporary
delirium. He gave her u copy of his
marriage certificate, in case he might die
suddenly, but sho never saw him again"
Theodore Terrill!' exclaimed Har-
vey Wilson in surprise. "My father had
n chum of that numc and called my
second brother for him. I will write to
the asylum, and il the father of my Bes-
sic is the same man, how singular it will
bel"
81 have lived long enough to learn
that life is full of condolences; it is the
unexpected which generally happens"
Mrs. Moore sagely observed.
"Perhaps my unknown father may
have left me some money" cried Bessie.
"Wouldn't that be nice2"
''It's all very nice as it is, darling"
az am glad to hear you say so, Har-
vcy," said Mrs. Moore, "yet little
money is always useful"
JuuSc, IL you Gun, Oh daryeyS surprise
when it was proven that Bessie was the
lawful owner of the wealth which had so
turned the head of Flavel Ashcroft No
words can describe the lattcrs disgust
with himself when he found that the
pretty girl whom he had courted and
then forsaken was the one to whom he
was forced to resign the riches which
he had always known were not his own.
Bessie would gladly have given him
share of the money, in spite of his con-
duct to her, but he gave her no chance.
He vanished utterly and completely; even
Miss Carroll never heard of him again.
Ladies Home Companion.
Ludicrous Prcdicnment of Judge.
One of the peculiar brand of Jpdoes