The record-union., 1894-10-20
WHY SHE MARRIED.

Written for the RECORD-UNIoE by Beselena.l
Her name was Bernice Granville. She
was small OF stature and had reasonable
amount Of good looks. Besides this, her
blood was of the bluest and her ancestry
the longest. She could point with pride
to the topmost branches of the nodding
family tree and tell how it began to grow
SO long ago that one found herself un,
consciously wondering how on earth she
ever managed to keep the long list of
dates and names in her small curly head.
But Miss Granville did and she was very
proud of the accomplishment, TOO. OF
course, she had plenty of matrim oniaI
offers, but she often declared quite stren-
uOusly after sending one detected suitor
away after another that she would never
marry for the simple reason that she
could not bring herself to merge the blue
Granville blood with that Of an ordinary
plepeian.
Society received its first shock on Miss
Granville's account when it became gem
orally known that she had refused the
hand ana heart OF a real live prince. So
| ciety wagged its head over lis pink and
! green and lavendar teas, and wondered
! what possessed the girl. Society said
here was blue bioOu galore" else how
| could he be prince; but as it was our
| heroine's very first proposal, one can
| scarcely blame her for Wlthstandiug the
! princes oVertureS and wishing TO try her
| luck again in the matrimonial mart
! True, 1t was an effort 10 give up the
! prince, who spent money with so lavish
| IL hand that the select -Four hundred
| opened wide its doors and took iii the
| tour hundred and first Lwinking satellite
! TO its exclusive bosom. But Miss Gran
| a ho
! ideas, and craved love as well as blue
| blood; SO one evening when the prince
| called, and, III the eXGberance OF his no.
| lOnger-to-De considered emotion, 1el!
| upon one royal knee. rolled his eyes
! toward the ceiling, laid hls hand upon
the left side Of his immaculate dress coat,
in the exact spot where ones heart is
supposed TO be located. and said in his
dear, delightful foreign voice, Angel,
wilt thou Ue nine?'' the angel refused to
wilt for the before e-meutoned reason.
and the very next Gay the discOmtOrted
foreigner lett the city.
Miss GranEIile's next heart experience
came ftom a tall, Iank individual who
! hailed from the sunny land of Dixie.
/ The SOuIAernef'S chief stock III trade con-
sisted OF a musical tenor voice, which he
used to good advantage in singing senti-
! mental ballads and quoting poetry of Il
! like character. These accomplishments.
accompanied with pair OF soulful black
! eyes, were calculated by their owner TO
! captivate any girl in her sober senses. 70
! Miss Granville he was devotion Itself
! from the very first day Of their acquaint-
anCe, and then one fatal day he SO far al
/ lowed his feelings TO get the better OF his
! Judgment that lie indicted a billet douX
redolent with love and perfume TO the OBJ
! ject OF his affections, IN which he re-
| quested her to elope with him. 70 q
maiden OF abnormal seutimentality an
! cIopemeDt seems to be the acme Of eXcit-
/ ing adVenture-tbe weird midnight hour,
| the moon obScUred by scurrying clouds,
| the stealthy descent from u frail ToUe lad
| der, TO be received at the foot in borrowers 5
arms, and the hurried flight across the
| country in the fastest rig procurable Tor
money, Lhe fear OF pursuit by an irate
! parent armed 20 the teeth, the hurried ex-
! change of VOWS before a sleepy parson,
aroused from his slumbers by the i'm
patient knocking Of the would-be groom.
| Miss Granville thought of all this whilst
reading her lovers ettusiOn. and then she
| took up her dainty pen and in a few well
! chosen words convinced the Southerner
| of the mistake he had made. sealed the
! letter with her crest and sent it off, and
few days later he too disappeared.
In the course OF time Miss Granville
added a few more bleeding hearts to her
already we'll filled string. Among them
| was q middle-aged NJ. d. who had d
sitting in the gallery; John Bull who
wore large-checked clothes and voted
America q beastly hole, don't you