Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1897-11-06

- - ~ - cOny, where the
* - mignOnnete and
y asters were all a
~ blaze of vivid
color. 20 enjoy
the supset: but she didn't enjoy it
any me re. after Muriade Vail had
told her the news. There was a band
playing in the little park. whose green
grass aud sparkling fountain formed
such pretty picture, but she did not
hear its music any longer.
Married. said Miss Delavigue.
lifting her hands and drawing a sepul-
chral sigh married. Does the
whole world think. aud dream. and
trouble itself about nothing else?'
I'm very sorry. aunt said Muir
ade. but"
''No. you are not. interrupted Miss
Delavigue. Don't begin. at this late
day. 10 tell me falsehoods.
Il don't mean that I'm sorry be
cause I've promised 10 marry Tom. -
said Muriade. with a bright spot OF
each cheek, because that would be a
fs,srhood. No. indeed. I'm not sorry
out mean I'm vexed 20 disappoini
you, aunt.
Muriade was a dark. Spanish-eyec
girl. with brows like two perfect
arches; a red, cherry-cleft mouth. anC
the most roguish of dints, scarcely
large enough 10 be dignified with tn,
name OF dimple. that came and Went
In capric;ous fashion in her chin
She stood, with folded hands az,
head slightly dropped. before tia,
prim. elderly lady. whose black sill
dress resolved itself into such perfec
folds, and whose iron-gray curls hun,
so precisely on either side Of her face
Didn't / take you when you wer
seven years old. and bring you up a
young lady should be brought ups
sadly demanded Miss Delayigue
Yes, aunt
"And haven't had YOU educate.
at Mademoiselle Melisse's. with extr
piano lessons. and your voice cult
waited at two dollars a less on?" wen
Oh the old lady
Yes, aunt. confessed Muriade.
And. severely went Oh the cat,
chist, ''Ius; as you were getting 70 b
real companion for me in my advan,
ing years. You forget all this, and ru
of with-Tom Whitworth
Il haven't run Oft with him. aunt,
flashed out Muriade, scarcely KNOWN
whether 10 laugh or cry.
But you would If Won couldn
wiring a consent from me. You kno
you would" said Miss Delavigu,
You'd scramble down "A ladder, {
climb ont Of IA fourth-story window.
Il love him. aunt" said Muriad
earnestly; "and he loves me-
Rubbish said Amt Delavigu,
with al energy which nearly tippe
her eyeglasses from her Roman nos
You mean that he loves your expect
tons. He loves the idea OF inheritir
my money and this brow n-stone hous
and all the shares in the Mexican 81
Yer mines. That's the beginning al
the end of it,"
Never, auntr' cried poor Muriad
That's we'll" grimly pronounc,
Miss Delavigue; because I've N
own ideas on the subject / dor
know that I'm e. all too old to mar,
myself"
Aunt" exclaimed Muri-de, N su
prise
why not?" said Miss Delavigu
Il suppose there can be old fools
well as young ones.
But" pleaded Muriade, care v,
In earnest?"
why shouldn't / be in earnest?"
Aunt, burst out Muriade. sis
Major darlington? Is it? Oh.
know 1t Is, And oh. aunt. dear. /
so hope you will be happy And NJ
jor darlington is perfectly splendi
since he got his false teeth. only, aur
those tedious stories of his about 4
war IN Florida-won't You get tired
them, If you're obliged to hear the
every day."
Miss Delavigue looked in some ps
plexity at her niece. She had su
posed that tins hint would have fill
Muriade with dismay and disappoiI
ment; but on the contrary that you
lady appeared to accept the idea as I
most natural thing in the world. Al