The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1893-12-01

every detail OF my uncvcnIiul ne q
seven-and-twentv summers.
She asked me to come in; papa would
want to than, me, she said.
/ found papa genial enough, albeit
somewhat condescendiug. The young
man from the bank" / afterwards
found he called me, although rny name,
Ernest Wynter, was known to hln, and
he himself had begun life as mill
hand at six shillings 4 week. StiI !
was allowed 10 visit at harrington hail,
and 10 play tennis with the girls, and
every day l grew more abjectly IN love
with Ella, whose unaffected charm OF
manner no parvenu surroundings could
impair.
OF course ! dared not 70 speak of my
love 10 her. In my position, that was
out of the question. 1 could only try
To kiss The dogs head, just after her
lovely lips had rested there. and % de-
tain her hand as long rs possible in
greeting and parting from her.
Yet she must have guessed something
of what | felt; for she took me one day
into the l,itchen-rarden away from the
children. and there. looking 1t me with
lovely, tcar-dimmed eyes, she suddenly
remarked:
p
wants me 10 marry Alderman ir John
Wcstbury. lie i a nice old thing. and
papa says / snail Toe lady Ioayoress.
But think he Is quite a. fond OF my
sister Bertha as he is of me, and-l am
III love with some one else.
The look with which she accompanied
her last words was a revelation. She
grew very red the next moment and
began rapidly talking of something
else, while /. like fool. stood ana
stared at her until her wretchcd young
brother Bob came bawliug down the
garden after her, and 50 took my
chance of speaking from me.
For III rest Of the afternoon Ella
avoided mc. and cursing my own stu
pidity, ! wen home and wrote her the
following letter:
NY DEAR Hiss BAVRISGTON- don't know
whether you Wl.l think cur rha most rGECeLtc3
alive for supp1siug THAI "a few words Of
yours to-day encourage ne Io tel yo- what 1
meant 20 keen s-CrCt-ihGt ever since lrSt
met You, three months d 20. I have been 50
m-aIy IN love with you that I think OF
nothing else. Bat as my entire Iu-CL.u does
not exceed two hundred ana t.t- year have
thought IL would lie pre- p.uOus 10 talk q
marriage TO you. even had l felt hODaf-l Of
gaining your love will not venture into your
presence again Until j have fe-Ir1 from YC--
Only, eEJrcat OF you. for the SAKE Of our de-
lshtful friendship. If have Elads a mistake,
and IL is some one else whom goa love. moi 10
write 10 ty-I llc what fool have leCu. / shall
understand and respect Your silence. ana,
much as may suffer, viii not intrudc upon
Always. my dear Miss Barriagton. what
You wish me 10 be-your sincere friend or your
ERNEST wYyrER,'
I suppose other men have watched for
the postman before now, but surely no
man ever waited upon his footsteps as
| did for three wn0Ic weeks.
Even at the end Of that time / should
have gone on hoping, but for the Sact
that, meeting Ella and her sisters in
the street, her manner toward me lett
no doubt as TO her decision. for, whereas
the younger members of the family
were as friendly as ever, Elias manner
was chilling TO q degree She would
not even look at me, nor would she
shake hands when we parted.
own ! was thoroughly miserable,
and developed a faculty for caUstic
epiglams at the expense of the sex IN
general, writing several stories, enti-
tied respectively, "Jilted, mo Heart"
"a Coquette's Conquest, etc.
Then, one dreary November day, l
met Mr.. harrington in the streets of
and insisted upon my coming home TO
dinner with him.
Never mind about dress" he said.
at Is quite an uncercInonious oc-
casion. And. TO tell You the truth,
shall be glad of strangers presence
to control the family weeping. My
Ella leaves US tomorrow. as suppose
you know, upon her marriage with my
friend Sir John Wcstbury, the future
lord mavOr of London"
No, l did not know. and | could have
gone home and blown my brains out.
But instead, l went TO dinner with him,
feeling that l must see Ella for the last
time.
She was looking very lovely, bat eX-
tremely pale. and her rcd-rimmed eyes
seemed To dwell on me reproachfully. I
could not congratulate her, the words
stuck in my throat Sir John West
bury was there, a handsome, we'll
hammered man, who hardly looked his
fifty years of age
After dinner, Ella stole out to take a
long farewell to her precious Bull
Sir John objected To dogs on honey
moon trip. and she feared she would be
too nervous to attend to him IN the
morning.
Suddenly, as Sir John ana Mr.. Bar
rington and brother Bob and / sat over
our wine and smoke, the dining-room
door burst open, and Ella flew in, in
tremendous excitement, laughing and
crying Historically
In her hand she held aloft some dirty,
crumpled pieces of paper, and at her
heels was Bull"
Mr. WINTER! Ernest she cried
This letter Is it from you? When
did you write it? When did You send it?
Bull must have taken it from the hall
table and buried it, 1t is dated month
ago, and have only just found II IN the
ground in front of his kennel Oh,
please explain TO papa and Sir John! ]
can't IL thought you didn't care
about me, and that is why | was going
to marry him.
All this happened three years ago.
Bertha is lady mayoress this year, and
Ella harrington is Ella Wynter. the
idol of my heart And installed in
palatial kennel in the garden of cur
pretty home is my white, my only,
rival. GERTRUDE WARDEN.
EsiEiInilian's Ruse-
Apropos of the recent train robberies
an old story told on MaNimilian il re-
called: When MaXimilian was emperor
of Mexico he broke up trai robberies
by n trick. He disguised three hun
dred soldiers as peasant women and
placed them on a train \ gang of
bandits stopped the engine, when the
three hundred disguised soldiers rose
and fired a volIey that killed one hun