Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1897-08-07

night I went to Mrs. vincent's sotrcc mas
fcale. TO play the accomplishments, there
was n fine, elegant, dtsttnguc man talking
to you, and watching you. I asked you
about him after, but you would only laugh.
You told me his name, but / cannot think
of it,"
Mrs. yincent's party" said Mona,
blushing. There was a crowd Of very
polite gentlemen there" she added, eva
sively.
How well she remembered that blissful
evening-what n thrill of pain the mention
of 1t semi through her heart?
"Ayi but this one was more than polite.
He was a captsin-Captain Lisle, that's 1t.
Now, why wouldn't you take hint"
Because he never asked me for one
thing" said Mona, nerving herself to speak
lightly and smile carelessly. ~ suspect he
is a man who wants a great deal for money
and has very little"
Obi o :;n't badly Of 7 m they
were talking of him, and Of a rich widow
who wanted to marry him, and Mrs. Vim
cent said he was too independent to be a
Observation-Disclosures he had six or seven
hundred a rear, to say nothing OF his pay"
THAT is not being rich" returned Mona,
trying to evade the subject, but making a
mental note of the fact that Lisle was not
poor; then a sudden impulse prompted her
TO confide her difficulties TO her shrewd,
sympathizing friend. But / am in a pain
fully undecided state of mind about u
really rich man who has written TO my
grandmother asking leave to pay his adj
dresses to me, as old-fashioned people say"
Thank Cod" exclaimed Nine. Debrisay,
devoutly. "And will he do, deari"
"A week ago | should nave said certain
ly notl Now" her voice broke. when 1
think Of poor grannie's wistful eyes when
/ hesitated, / feel I ought not to refused
Then she tainted away, as IL she could bear
no more. How can / rob her OF her last
hope, j, who a been so much troubles
And yet, the idea of marrying this man is
-horrihleip
Her Iis- i-.sssI.d .h. i..@ p~ns-ap Do
no longer controlled. Covering her face,
she burst into tears, struggling hard to
suppress tho bitter sobs which would come.
why, my darlin', is he a monster"
asked Nine. Debrisay, dismayed.
No. said Mona, when she could ar
t~iculate. HE Is a Rood-natured, we'll
meaning young man. rather 1iresome and
heavy. used TO dance with him last sea-
son, and he called here a few times. Then
he was staying at the Chase (oh! it was
such a pleasant partyD, but he did not
seem 10 notice me much. Then this morn
ing came a letter from him expressing a
wish to marry me-"
Small blame to himp CALCULATED Nine.
Debrisay. And are you quite sure be is
richi"
81 know nothing about IT, but grannie
seems quite sure"
as he a fright"
swell no. Lady Mary thinks him rath-
err handsome; but I have seen some quite
ugly men l thought better looking"
"In ask you just one question more;
don't think want to pry into your heart
but, do You love any one elset"
"No, Deb, | do not, " said Mona, believ-
ing she spoke the truth, and meeting her
friends eyes steadily.
Then, my dear, you marry him out of
hand, and turn your back on misery. That
man is the right sort; he stands by you in
the time Of trouble; before n year is out
you will he ready to eat him-mark my
words!'
"If could hope to do SOP said Mona,
with a deep sigh.
"Ahl Mona, my dear child! it's better to
find love growing after marriage than 10
watch il die out. and rake the ashes to-
gether, and try and try to keep it alight,
and burn up you W heart in vain! Take
this honest soul, and make him happy.
and you'll be happy yourself. What's his
namei" concluded Nine. Debrisay, alb
ruptly.
Leslie Waring-'
"Hemi I never heard it beforehand l
hear a lot of gossip. Is he a new mani"
II fancy he is, but | know very little
about him."
You are looking I'll, very I'll, deari /
suppose you never go outi Nor I thought
not. Now my pupils have not come 10
town yet, so while / nave time III come
over and stay with Mrs. Newburgh, so that
you may take a little walk; nothing like
fresh air for keeping the nerves in une."
Thank you very much-and now / am
afraid | must go back TO grannie."
well. God bless you! Mind you write
me word tomorrow that you have agreed
to marry Mr.. Warning. There's my adj
dress. Amt my new cards pretty"