Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1898-06-11

one."
At this, am afraid, / winked al
the broken-nosed monument of Sit
FRANCIS.
"Besides, }" she continued, seven il
/ did, couldn't give them back
their property, because / haven't
any money"
By this time my rough drawing
was finished, and she was kind
enough to say it was very clever.
MAY keep it?" she asked. 81
should like TO paste it in my scrap
book"
"By all means. Would you like
me to sign my name ?"
"Yes, please, and put the date"
I did as she told me, signing my
self "Richard Clutton."
When she saw what had written
she went pale with establishment.
care you really descended from
those old monumentsi" she said.
"Not from the monuments" I an.
swered. 'But ] believe | am de-
scended from that unfeeling brute
who broke Miss Dorothy Clarence's
heart.'
Then she turned scarlet at some
thought which struck her and look.
ed uncomfortable, but I could not
resist the opportunity of teasing
her.
"There is no doubt that you will
have to marry me-" / said, "and SO
restore the Cluttons to their former
glory
IL don't see that" she said. 81
I don't believe in those old leg
ends"
Il thought you said you did,
"Yes. ] believe in some of them,
but not this one.
Besides, / am not going to marry
any one. I have decided to be an
old maid. / like old maids"
$50 do I. But I like young
maids better. I am afraid, Miss
Clarence, you cant escape. It's a
question of destiny. You and will
have to fall in love with one anoth-
err !; go we must make the best of
It."
By this time she had quite recov.
cred her equanimity, and was pre-
pared to treat the matter as joke.
sit seems rather hard lines that I
should be obliged to fall in love
with you, 'she said, with a mischiev-
GUS CLEAN In her eyes. II am afraid
you are not my ideal.'
"Perhaps NOT / admitted. "But
then. Dorthy, people never marry
their ideals.''
II beg your pardon 7" she said,
raising her eyebrows with dignifed
surprise.
sPeople don't marry their ideals
I repeated.
people don't usually address
strangers by their Christian name,'
she replied severely.
Certainly mot. Byt perhaps you
forget that we are not strangers; we
are cousins. You cant seriously
expect me to address my own cousin
IS Miss Clarence 7"
"Many thanks for your help with
the sketch. It is time for me to
co."
She packed up her drawing mate
rails ; but I noticed she did not of.
fer to return my sketch, In spite Of
her indignstion--she packed it away
in her portfolio. However, that
may have been an accident.
But / was not going to let her es-
cape go easily.
"Tou will let me see you home, at
any rate I" / said.
Il think not,' she answered ~
live long way off,
$50 much the better; we can dis
CUES family legends and other
things.'
Besides. / am we'll known. IF l
am seen walking through the streets
OF Chichester with stranger every
body will want to know who you
are"
"You win, Of course, explain that
my name is Clutton," I remarked,
sand they win grasp the situation at
once"
She Bit her lip with vexation.
''Come,n said, adon't let Us wcr-
~ about destiny or anything else. /
will walk with you as far as your
house. You must in mercy permit
that, for / dou't know a soul in
town. Then. If you End an addi-
tional cousin such nuisance, we
will say goodby for ever and day.
Will that do 70
Yes, she said, rather doubtful