St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-04-28
A BRIGHTON ROMANCE.
Chicago News.

Chicago News.
Are you writing a novel, dear9"
asked Kate Laurence of her friend, Con-
nie Luttrell, who had been bending
over her writing desk for some time.
More unfortunate business" said
Connie. with laugh. ppm breaking
my engagement to Leigh Summe rs"
Poor fellow"
"Oh, haven't seen him for a year.
and dare say he'll be as glad to get of
as | am"
''But-you are not in love with any
body else. are yOu?" haZarded Kate.
NO. but every woman has right to
change her mind" SAID Connie, impa-
tiently.
The letter was posted in time and an
answer came. pleasantly aequiescing in
Kate'S decision.
Strange to say. she felt annoyed that
Leigh agreed with her so readily.
Somehow she felt more worn out than
usual when vacation came. so she went
to the seashore. Brighton was very
gay.
Summers Leigh is coming tomor-
rom," said an old friend, Col. Gordon,
whom she met on the beach.
How odd" said Kate. Il once knew
a Leigh Summers
ITS quite romantic history. He
has inherited fortune from a maternal
uncle, who, being a Leigh, naturally
wished the family name to be perpetu-
ated. So he has transformed his own
appeliatiOn. and a splendid young feI-
low he is.
Handsome. polished, full Of that
ease which springs from natural good
breeding. | don't know of a man-in
the rising generation. that is-wbo has
impressed NE more favOrably. Do you
not agree with me, Miss Luttrell?''
'1-IdOn't know !" stammered Connie.
81 can't remember. It's ages and ages
since l have seen him. We we're both
children then"
'Ah. indeed!' said the colonel.
Things were indeed transpOsed now.
One night. when she was invited to a
reception at which Mr.. Leigh was ex-
pected to attend, Comics heart throbbed
unanimously.
My old lover" she said to herself.
MY discarded suitorI How strange all
this has come about! | wonder what he
will say when ne meets mer'
Mr.. Leigh met his former flame with
the utmost calmness, as it happened
1--WE are old friends. are we not?''
said he. MAY have the honor of your
hand for the next dance? 1t is a waltz,
| believe"
So the meeting was over and Connie
was angry at herself for fancying it
would be different from any other casual
Introduction.
ION, you fool" she apostrophized
herself in the looking glass that night.
"Oh, you horrid, mean-spirited little
idiot! l haven't particle of patience
with you. You ought to be shut up in a
convent or thrown down a we'll or some
thing dreadful"
And then, poor girl, she sat down and
cried bitterly.
The vacation went by like a happy,
fevered dream. By turns Connie did
not know whether she was utterly mis-
cradle or unreasonably happy.
She wished herself back a thousand
times at Clayham, and yet whenever she
thought Of leaving Brighton she was
overwhelmed with despair.
''What is to be the end of thiS?" she
thought. "Of course he will marry
Miss Vandeleur. She is rich and beau
tiful and exactly suited to be his wife.
Everybody says so. but"
She turned away with choking sem
sation at her heart.
a." she cried, Il who have ALWAYS
despised loVe-Sick damSelS, to think that
to the ball Ionight-my last night here
and then back to the old Iife.''
Miss Vandeleur was there, in pale
pink tulle and pearls, and on her finger
there sparkled a crescent of diamonds.
Comics heart sank when she saw the
ring.
They are enga ged." she thought.
"Oh, | knew-I was sure it would be
sop
But after Leigh had danced one gallon
with Miss Vandeleur he crossed the
room 10 where Connie was sitting, all
pallid and dropping.
Miss Luttrell," said he, gently, may
l speak to yOu?"
''He is going to tell ME now," thought
the girl, with jump at her heart. "Oh,
why does he select me for his conf
dant?''
But she answered, with a shadow,
Sickly sort of smile:
"Oh, certainly: of course"
Connie. you accepted me once and
then you rejected me -"
Yves" faltered Connie: 'I-that
isl didn't reject you. 1 thouget | had
changed my mind, but noW-noW | am
sure l love you as much as | ever did"
She spoke the rash, daring words in
answer to a sudden light in his ewes:
the next instant her hand was casped
tightly III his. Suddenly she Withdrew
it with a start.
Miss Vandeleur," she cried. What
will she say?"
Miss Vandeleur is just afiianced to
Col. Graham, my most intimate friend.
Connie, there is but one woman in the
world whom shall ever call wife, and
that is YOU. Shall we begin our love
hfe agaln?'
so they were engaged second time,
and Kate Laurence was bridesmaid.