Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1892-01-15
The Young Mans Mistake.
BY HELEN FOREST GRAVES.

ooh, but you'll be sure to make
your fortune, JASON" said Annie
Dayreli, enthusiastically.
81 snail make try for it at all
events" said Jason Trowbridge, rath-
err conceitedly, adjusting the lavender
silk necktic that the dainty fingers of
his betrothcd had stitched for him.
He was tall, handsome young
man, with curly brown hair, pink
and white complexion, and an exquis-
itc little shadow of a mustache on
his upper lip; the only son of a Wild
owed mother, and the Apollo of the
village mythology. Such young fell
lows are very apt to be a little
spoiled, and sometimes more than a
little.
81 wish could go to the city," said
Annie, discontentedly. In her mind $
eye, pretty Annie Dayrell saw her
daisy-likc loneliness eclipscd by the
: ss'5.'s i.'.s-- 4 w 5al1s.. r.
remembered how, in all the novels
she had read, the wealthy merchants
beautiful daughters invariably fell in
love with the courageous Young asni-
rants for fortune. And what woman
could be blamed for falling in love
with Jason Trowbridge? Already
Annie felt the envenomed dart Of
jealousy tearing at her heart.
"Jason will take you there ono day.
my dear" said Mrs. Trowbrilge. com
placently. 1T Isn't every young man
that enters life under auspices like
those of our Jason. But then, Won
see, the head of the firm used to be a
college mate of my poor dear hus-
band"
"Mr. Alwayne?' said Annie.
eyes. Mr.. Alwayne, The firm is
Alwayne e. Afford"
Annie listened in revorcntial silence
TO these items of information, which
she heard at least score of times he
fore; but then it was such a privilege
to be allowed 10 come and heIp mack
Jason's trunks and mark his cuffs and
collars. and follow him from room TO
room, like patient, adoring little
girl, as she was, that she would scarce
y have found the multiplication table
itself tedious.
80 Jason went to seek his fortune.
Ike him of the Golden Fleece, nobody
Knows how many centuries ago.
1t was quite true, as his mother had |
'ald, that his debuto on the grand stage
II the world was surrounded with
more favorable circumstances than
hat of many young men of his age
'nu qualncatlons.
Mrs. Trowbridge, anxious that her
MY child should succeed in life. had t
written long letter to Mr.. Alwavpe
ecalling to his memory the gay young
ollegian of thirty years ago, and beg
ing his interest, aud Mr.. Alwaype
lad responded with brief, brusoue
tote, which people told the widow
vas characteristic of the rich lncr-
hant.
"send the young fellow on,n il
aid; 81 am willing to try what
lettle he is made off,
That was rather slender founda-
ion whereon to build, but it was
nough for Mrs. Trowbridge and
Annic Dayrell-nay, even for Jason
imself.
"He's an eccentric fellow" reasoned
ne young man, "with lots of money
nd no son of his own; it shall be no
ault of mine if he doesn't take a
ancy TO me-"
Thus he meditated az he eIbowed his
ray through the crowd at Albany to
ct his ticket. AT the same moment
felt hand laid lightly on his arm,
nd he was addressed by feeble look
ig old man in butternut colorcd
lit and a knotted cane.
"Would you please get my ticket
'r me, sir 7 ] am not so spry as
'me of these travellers, and believe
lr time is limited"
sect your ticket yourselflv sharply
ished back Jason Trowbridge, aggra-
nied especially by some rough boot
} ing placed Just lLen on his tight J