The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1897-12-04

never saw you look half SO well.
The gallant officers further intentions
were frustrated by an unaccountable shy
ness on Miss Lucy part, and the appear
ance Of couple Of gi9gling girls from be
hind the rocks Lucy and her MaioI
chatted on for few minutes and then She
said: BY the way, Major Bowrlne
.'Won' you call me Tom, Lucyr III
terrupted the lover, with quite an arcI
look in his little ig-like eyes.
The girl only smiled III answer to thi:
tender appeal and went ON: II heard
such stupid, disagreeable report in elias
cow yesterday 1t was most annoying
People have been saying that | am very
rich-quite an heiress, in fact. | wondel
who could have started such an absurC
rum0r.
The Major stared at the Girl, as if sh'
had mesmerized him. But you ar'
rich. Your grandmcle left you L hundred
thousand pounds; know it for fact.
oh, dear me, no!' cried Lucy, laugh
inc heartily, what an absurd idea :
Miss lucy Graham, said the wanio
solemnly. do you assure me that this
truer' and as he spoke he glanced at tn
dainty morning costume Of the young lad
beside him.
OF course | do. What put the ab
surd nonsense into yom head? But. dea
Major Bowring dear-Tom-that docsn
make any difference between You and me
does it?
But indeed it does, Miss Graham,
returned the officer, eXcitedly. .'Pon m
honor. | don't know what to say. 1t
deuced awkward: II in fact-it ncye
would do-never. I've nothing but m
pav. You see; and.
Here Miss !4ucy's handkerchief wen
up to her eyes, and the gallant Majo
could hear The words, 'heartless- poo
oirl-who trusted-deserted like this-th
very next day and also something YER
like sob.
..Go away! you heartless cruel. bat
mani came from behind the delicate lttl
handkerchief.
The Major rose with sense Of relief
and after dozen steps glanced back. Mis-
Graham was peeping from behind he
handkerchief she was laughing. IL
gasped; his face grew to deeper red; h
struck his stick on the ground-and lef
Dramsynie by the next steamer,
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In half an hour more, Lucy was walk
ing through d romantic dell beside tn
Hon. Francis Newlauds. He was
voungish man carefully dressed in summe
tweeds. An eyeglass was the most notice
able thing about his face.
eyes, we shall be so happy the gil
was saying in low, numerous voice
land am only sorry for your sake that
have no fortune.
"That's good joke, my dear Lucy
upon my word. -
Lucy opened her blue eyes innocently
OTIS no joke at all, | assure you. Di
you imagine | was an heiress! IF yo
did, you imagined vain thing, most Ger
tainly."
"Why, Lucy, it is well known that 20
are an heiress Everybody knows it. g."
Everybody knows more than dc
then. | am sorry to say
The Hon. Francis Newlands looked ab
stractedly at his watch, and suddenly ex
claimed:
well, you see my dear Miss Graham
you always knew | had no money. w
can marry without it. l don want t
tie you down to a long engagement.
"Oh, if you really love me, l don
mind waiting any length of timer' ex
claimed this perverse young lady, and he
lover trembled lest, after all, the way {
escape should be closed
Il could not accept such sacrifice
indeed l could not, /" he replied earnestly
''Then | understand You loved m
warmly not very long ago. The fuel be
ing gone, the fires dies out-naturally. :
Mr.. Newlands, have heard of girls marry
ing for home-for money. 1t is ba
enough in girl, but in mani wis
you good day
The Honorable Francis bowed and rC
tired without word Lucy laughed ;
his we'll dressed figure disappeared anon
the trees; but the laugh was rather a bi
ter one.
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