The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1896-06-25

a. che met him. "Mr. Annesley, you
are grave, sorrowfuli What" She
hesitated, questioning him only with
her eyes.
"Grave, sorrowfulr" he echoed, in
accents of pain. 'Ts it, then, amarvel
that should be thus, learning as do
for the first time that have no place
in your heart? You could not have
known how I love you, Milly, or yop
would know how deep, how bitter my
disappointment is."
His Lowell The sweet words sent o
thrill OF delicious emotion quivering
through her whole frame; the soft,
bashful color rose and wavered fitfully
in her cheek, beneath his sad, loving,
passionate glance. But the timid,
faltering, yet eloquent answer in her
dark eyes wGs blended with search.
ing, troubled, inquiring look. "He
had no place in her hearth For
moment thor eyes met, then n strange
light gradually dswned upon her mind
yet, could it be? Half bewlldered,
che put her hand to her brow.
81 do not think understand you,
she said, falteringly.
There was n brief silence, while he
regarded her with strangely per-
picked air.
"You do not understand me, MillyW
he said, at length. "Is it n dream.
then, that your father was with me q
moment since, telling me that, after
all, my hopes we're groundless-thst
YOU regarded me indiiferently-that
YOU rejected the love have so long,
so tenderly cherished for you? Did
he not say that you would not wed
me, MillyP"
"You. Mr.. Anuesley?" She trem-
bled aud blushed, uttering the words
with faint tone of astonishment.
"Will you come with me to my father
a moment?" sne said. Aud with a
thousand tumultuous, contradictory
thoughts and emotions in the breast
of each, they sought the library to-
gether.
Mr.. Clare, seated at table. looked
up, pale and surprised. Coloring more
deeply than ever, Milly laid her hand
upon his arm.
Father" she said, in low tone,
"was it-was it Mr.. Annesley OF whom
you we're speaking last nieht?'
"Was it Annesley? YesV" he an
swered, with glance OF surprise and
inquiry.
''Then-" Milly slowly drew from
her pocket the note she had received
the evening before-"then l have
made mistake" sho said, faltering.
ly. Captain Dudley left this note
for me only little while before you
came. l thought you alluded to him,
instead Of"
Her trouble and confusion in
creased. Unable to finish, she turned
her head away. Mr.. Clare, Plancing
quickly over the contents of the mis-
sive. had comprehended all, mt once.
With smile, he rose from his chair.
"Milly. Annesleyp he exclaimed,
in n well pleased voice "it seems there
has been q mistake"
And go, indeed, there had. And
lilly learned rs n certainty now, what
until moment before she had not
sven suspected-s mat TT
nesley, who, on leaviar. r...,s4-S-.-.-vSvf.
QUO evening, had met her father in the
village, aud, requesting few mo-
ments' conversation with his old
friend, had sought permission to offer
himself to his daughter-not Captain
Dudley. as she had thought.
$50 it was Captain Dudley you re.
fused. Milly-not Mr.. AunesleyP" he
sad. softly. "What will you say to
me?"
dare say you can guess what she
said, reader; we all know pretty we'll
that the answer was detrimental to
the interests of Captain Dudley, rs he
found when he called that morning on
Miss Glare, and was, much to his as
tonishment, refused.