Smyrna times., 1893-03-22

Dear aunt" exclaimed the voutb
In tone of deep affection, 81 hope sh,
will enjoy life for many, many wear,
longer" and his pious wish was re-
warded with a tender glance from
Sylvia's dark eyes.
Aunt Dolarics also listened to him
with delight.
He has the instincts as we'll as the
manner ofa natural born gentleman. :"
she whispered to her brother. "Who
would think that his ancestors had
always sold cinnamon and nutmeps p,
Uncle Dorival, who read encvclo.
p@dias, and was thought very learned.
retorted quickly "And why should
he not have as fine sentiments as q
nobleman? Away with your absurd
notions, sister. All men are equal !"
The clock struck 2, and Saint Andre
suddenly felt a pang of remorse for
the part he was playing, as he recol-
lected that he had to arrange for his
friends burial and would be expected
at the hotel. He therefore rose from
the table and, announcing that he had
important business to attend to. pre-.
pared to leave. His host protested in
VAIN, Sylvia looked up in blank amazs.
ment, and everyone entreated him To
remain
i do not understand" began the
old man, following his visitor to the
front door.
The young man interrupted him
saying sOemnly:
i will explain. At II O'Clock this
morning died after short and sud
den attack of collie and l gave the hotel
proprietor my word of honor that nv
body should be removed this afternoon
You see, therefore, that if l were to
absent myself any longer it would be-
very awkward"
With these words he disapnearad
leaving the old father overwhelmed
with disappointment and amazemept
"hen the rest of the family heard
what had been said, they decided that
the youth was only joking.
he has humOr," said Uncle Dorival.
i shall congratulate him the next
time see him. He will be here in
time for supper"
But supper time came and nassod
ana there was no sign of the son-in.
law. The family became anxious and
then alarmed, and toward eight O'Clock
they sent a messenger to the hotel to
inquire for the passenger who had ar
rived there by coach that MORNING
1he proprietor sent back word that
the gentleman named had died at II
o'clock of cOlic, and that the bodv had
been taken away for burial in the after.
noon
This news was received with I'M.
bounded astonishment, and little
Sylvia burst into tears, as she declared
that she would wear mourning as if she
was widow.
1T was his ghost that came here
said the girls mother, in tone of ave
but Uncle DOriyal shrugged his shout.
ders.
DO ghosts eat and drink as he did"
he asked. THAT fellow was merely
some young scapegrace, who wanted
to play a trick on us and get a good
meal at the same time"
Nevertheless the ghost story went
the round of the servants hall. and the
tootman boasted of having seen a spirit
In broad daylight The tale spread
until 1t became a subject of wonder in
Doudolrs and drswing-rOOms, and the
poor young widow who had never
married, wore black gown and veil I
ana shed passionate tears for the Aft.
anced husband whom she had seen
but once.
Two weeks later she was wandering
about the garden listening sadlv to
songs of the nightingales. The stars
were shining brilliantly, but the sight
Of their beauty only served to increase
her sorrow. "Alasl" she sighed "if l
be were but here to stroll with me 1
along these pathways" '
AS she spoke cracking of bou0bs a
iear her made her start with terror
md in another instant a man broke !
through the Towering shrubs and
melt at her feet. The stars were shin t
ng to some purpose then, for by their
ight she recognized the face for which q
he had been longing, and in a voice
which betOkened mingled Joy and c
Tread, she cried, "Then you are not
lead /" d
mo, indeed, sweetheart" he an.
wed softly, 81 am alive, and 1 hope to C
i've and love you for many long dav v
et." ft
When two young people entered the Il
the family were playing
ackgammOn. A look of amazement 81
reeted the appearance of Saint Andre. a
nd every one being dumfounded. the o.
Dung Baron had no difficulty in tell
lg his story, which he concluded bv G
skiing for SylVia's hand. ],
The marriage took place as soon as v
le proper period of mourning had al
apsed, and Aunt Dolarice was trium-
hant. II
Did l not tell you he had the bear
e of noblemau ?" she cried.
"Alls we'll that ends well, and a pc
Aron is as good as grocer" said ia
ncle d orival. As
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