Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1895-11-05
posed to Julia, but nothing came Of it. :"

how can confess lJ!-uy llIelOuB
creed was thrown to the winds, my
proud ambition humbled in the dust,
and became willing slave to the sex
/ had SO long despised and ignored. My
only thought now was how and in what
words should beseech my darling An
ME to become my wife. Time after time
Twas on the point Of speaking, but Julia
always turned up at the critical mo-
ment.
One evening Julia announced that
week thence she had an engagement to
play at concert Then burst upon me
a brilliant inspiration. purchased two
stall tickets for the Lyceum for that
same evening, and making pretense that
I had had them given to me I persuaded
Annie to promise to accompany me.
This time Julia would not be able to in
trude, and I should know my fate In
two months time should be taking my
summer holiday, which would fit in just
nicely for the honeymoon.
On the eventful day I fastened home
ward with a queer fluttering in my
heart and a flower spray for Annie in
my hat. Julia opened the door, and
hardly permitted me to enter before she
informed me that Annie had been out
in the hot sun and had been obliged to
60 to bed with very bad sick head
ache. My fluttering heart gave one huge
bound and then seemed to stand still.
However, to disguise my feelings, I
said:
II am sorry, and you have to play at
the concerto
"No," she replied, "the concert has
been postponed. "
"Then may beg the pleasure Of your
company? I did not ask you before be-
cause of the concert engagement.
Thanks! I shall enjoy it immense
ly."
What miserable failure that even
ing proved to be! I do not even know
what the play was called. I was think
ing all the time Of my poor, sick dar-
ling, and not Of the acting or the wom-
an who sat by my side wearing the
flower spray that was meant for Annie.
The words were still unspoken when
my holidays arrived, and tearing my
self away from the two sisters who
stood at the gate and waved their hand
kerchiefs as long as remained in sight
it was with no feelings Of joyful antici
patton that I betook myself to Hastings
for rest and recreation.
Rest Where could I find it? Not
on the parade or pier amid hundreds
Of couples promenading, as I had pic
tured Annie and myself doing; not on
the beach, where the Ethiopian must
clans were eternally playing "Annie
Laurie" Sweet Annie Rooney" and
"Annie, Dear, I'm Called Away" For
a whole week I wandered aimlessly
hither and thither. Then could stand
it no longer. So I wrote long letter
commencing Darling" and pouring
out the impassioned, pent up love that
comes but once in mans lifetime, I
besought and beseeched her to take
pity upon me, or my lifeless body should
surge in the pillows that beat relent-
lessly Oh the rocks of Beachy head.
When I had finished, happened to
catch sight Of a photograph which had
purchased the previous day, represent
ing one Of the yachts preparing to start
on her morning trip, with my own fig
ure in prominent position in the bow.
"Ah," thought I, "I'll send that to
Julia.
If it were possible had now less rest
than before, night or day, while wait
ing for the answer. Rising in the morn
ing with haggard looks and burning
brow, the other boarders would remark
that the sea air did not seem to agree
with me, while under the mask Of as
sumed indifference there ragged within
me the fiercest volcano that ever burned
in the heart Of man.
At last the reply came, and, bounding
up to the privacy Of my own room, with
trembling fingers tore open the en-
velope which hid from me-life or
| death?
Dearest, am yours forever. can
not say your proposal was unexpected,
for I have felt that you could mean
nothing less ever since that evening
when you SO openly expressed your pref
erence by taking me to the theater"-
What, whew, where! looked at the
signature, Julia I" Oh, heavens, saw
it all I had PLACED them in the wrong
envelopes and sent the letter to Julia
and the photograph to Annie! How I
ragged and fumed and tore my hair, un-
til at last, in sheer exhaustion, sank
into chair and endeavored to finish
reading the letter.
annie thanks you very much for the
photo, and she desires me to tell you
that yesterday Mr.. Malcolm proposed to
her and was accepted. We will have
the two weddings on the same day.
Won't that be nice, dear?"
NIGEL This was the last straw. Nice
indeed for me to be married to wom-
an I did not care for, and at the same
time to see the one loved given to an
other man. cannot remember what
did for the next hour or two beyond
cursing my foolishness and swearing I
wouldn't marry Julia. Then, when I
became calmer, ! saw an action for
breach Of promise looming. I thought
Of all my hard earned savings Of years
being swept away by sympathetic jury
to heal Julia's broken heart. There was
no escape for me. She had my letter,
which simply commenced Darling"
and as no name was mentioned in it
from beginning to end was it possible
that any body Of intelligent men could
be brought to believe that I intended it
for Annie when addressed the envel.
ope to Julia? No, mol I must 60 through
with it. I would marry Julia. Yes, and
| I Mould teach her that man ia the lord