The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1895-07-04


blush Were an earnest Of her pleasure
in seeing him. He sat down beside
her workable, md began to play
corelcssly with the scissors.
Il suppose you have been to see
your friend, Miss Norman, to-dayw
he said -
Eyes" t
you have heard, of course, then,
what fool I've made Of myself" he
said, with slightly contracting brows.
II have heard that she refused your
offer of marriage, Harry" she answer
ed, with gentle remonstrance in her
Tone
81 was fool, Ernestine," he said.
gravely. II can see it now, myself,
as l look back ever the course Of
events. Lisette is lovely and fascin-
ating, but she would have made no
fitting wife for me. I think l must
have been under spell for the last
few weeks, and the glamour has at
last passed away. 1t was severe
lesson, but am thankful for 1t, never
theless, and shall profit by it, Ernes-
tine, if you will allow me-"
IF l will allow you, HarryY
1T is all in your power, Ernestine.
VIII you accept second hand lover?
Lisette has rejected me-will you do
the same?'
"But, Harry" began Ernestine, pale
and GREATNESS, do you really love
me"
II was fascinated with Lisette Nor
man, but 1 love you, Ernestine Can
you returx the feeling, even in the
slightest degree?''
And than Cro, l>,re+ r.
tears, and confessed to Harry March
how long and how earnestly her hear.
had been his own.
so they were married very quietly,
and the coy little cottage which Har-
~ March himself had built, received
for it's mistress blue-eyed girl,
shrinking and shy as Lisette was Self
confident and naughty.
Miss Norman arched her pretty eye
brows when she heard of this mar
rage. between her former lover and
friend.
II dare say they'll be happy, how
ever she said. "Ernestine Grey has
not particle Of ambition about her;
but should not think even she would
have stopped to marry common car
pe4ter.'
Must be dused low!" said Mr.. st.
Armand, who was smoking a cigarette
with his heels on Lisette's work table,
ut won't do for us to visit 'em when
we're married, Lisette'
''Oh, no, Of course not!' said Lisette
poutingly. 'But now, Hubert. tell
me more about Armand Hope, and it's
delicious old towers and splendid tur-
rets. and the lonely ghost in the I'M
used wing of the louise. It's exactly
like a story"
SWELL may it be-" inwardly reflected
Mr.. Hubert st. Elmo st. Armand, "con-
sidering how much of the element of
fiction it contains"
But he was particularly careful to
keep this sentiment to himself, and
went on with a flowery description of
some old chateau he had read of in
some novel, greatly to Lisette's de-
light.
The courtship progressed most ia
vorably, and one day about three
months subsequently, Mr.. st. Armand
came in, looking flushed and excited.
News, Lisette!' he cried; great
news!'
"What?''
my brother Leon has kicked the
buck-1 mean, he has departed this
life, and I must start for England at
once"
."At oncer
Yes; but don't looked so grieyed,
my pet! We must be married imme-
| diately, or the gov-I would say Sir
Grey, will be sure to have some high
lying match or other picked out for
me on the other side of the Atlantic"
Lisette's face frightened. Here were
disinterested love and devoted affec.
ton.
"And can 20 with you?"
"Of course-that's the main idea! Do
you suppose would go back to the
ancestral halls of the st. Arnlands
without my wife?'
Dearest Hubert! I might have
know the generous impulses of your
hearth! cried Lisette, smiling and
blushing, as she thought how soon she
should probably become Lady St. Ar
mand. What would Ernestine Marsh,
the carpenters wife say? What would
be the curious verdict Of all her little
world? And Lisette's heart leaped tri-
umphantly within her at the mere
| idea.
Eyes," said Mr.. st. Armand, "but the
fact rs-you see, Lisette, I've had no
remittances Of late, and in his distress
and confusion at Icons death. Sir
Grey has forgotten to send me his u.s.
ual drafts on the banker It's very
embarrassing, but"
]SOh, Hubert!' cried Lisette, gener-
GUS by nature, like all women, "don't
let that annoy you for a single mo-
ment. l have money of my own that
Aunt Patience lent me-a thousand
dollars. 1t is all at your disposal.
You can easily pay it at any time at
ter we are married"
So Mr.. st. Armand pocketed Lisette
Norlnan's thousand dollars, and a bril-
liant wedding followed, to which, by
special favor, Mr.. and Mrs. Harry
March were honored with cards.
The st. Armands took passage for
Europe in the next steamer, and En-
nestine said softly to her husband:
well, suppose we shall never see
Lisette again. But. Harry, it may all
be an unfonndeG prejvdice, but I
would rather have seen Lisette dead
than known she was married to that
man.
"You see, my love- said Mr.. March,
you are not ambitious.
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