The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1899-05-15
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ooh, Adele, you cannot mean what you
sayl Surely you do not think seriously of
refusing George Emerson! If | could win
the love of such a man, I'd never think of
dollars and cents" said Clarice Mallory
to queenly Adele Rivers.
Adele laughed softly as she lay a n
guidly back in the rustic chair and looked
down at pretty Clarice, who sat on a stool
at her feet.
"Clarice, | told George Emerson about
an hour since that 1 could never be any
thing to himi'' And Adele turned her
handsome-fa face from Clarice.
"Oh, Adcllei How could you be so
heartless? All these months you have
been leading him on. You have made
him believe that you loved him, and this
is how it has ended"
ssClarice, | do love him." And Adele
Rivers spoke more earnestly than ever
Claricc had heard her. "But I'm not the
sort of girl that lets her heart run away
with her head. Why, my dear Clarice,
think of his salary having to support two
of US, and / spend that much in mere
trifes now On myself"
'But, Adele, we all nave TO mako sac
rifices in this world, said Clarice, rising
and putting her arm around Adele. at
will be only for a short time. perhaps.
George holds an honorable position, and
it is far safer to marry him than one who
is a millionaire today perhaps and a beg
gar tomorrow"
"Oh, do go away, Claricel You make
mo nervous If you keep on in that
strain, we will have a scene directly, and
you know how | detest scenes. I think
you're half in love with George Emerson.
Clarice, and, if you feel so sorry for him,
why don't you try to catch his heart on
the rebound"
Adelle's last sentence was uttered sneer-
ingly, and Clarice shrank away from her
as if she had received o blow.
~Oh, Adeller' was all she said as she
covered her burning face with her hands.
sNow, little brown eyes, don't act SO
silly. Come, let us go in the house-it is
chilly out here" And Adele led the way
out of the summer house.
AS the girls walled across the lawn q
gentleman stepped around from the side
of the summer house. It was George EN-
erson. He had been passing the summer
house when his attention had been at
tracted by the mention of his name. Nat
uraIly enough, he had stood and listened
and overheard the conversation between
Adele and Clarice.
a look Of mingled bitterness and disgust
was on his face as he watched the tail,
queenly figure; but as his eyes wandered
to Clariee Mallory his features underwent
a change The bitter expression was gone,
and the cold, glittering CLEAN disappeared
from the depths of his blue eyes. Perhaps
his heart was caught on the rebound.
Who knows?
II suppose you haven t heard the news?"
said Mr.. Mallory, Claricc's father, to his
family and guests assembled at the break
fast table next morning. George Emer-
sons uncle is dead and has left him an
immense fortune"
Everybody was surprised. Clarice
looked over at Adele, who sat opposite.
Her face was as white as death, but she
made no ommen on Mr.. Emerson g good
fortune.
About an hour after Clarice was alone
in the sitting room. There was a sad,
troubled expression in her brown eyes,
and her di;npled chin rested in the palm of
her hard. She was thinking Of George
Emerson.
.sWe all mgst make sacrifices in this
world, f." Clarice had said to her friend,
but little had Adele dreamed that Clarice
was making a great sacrifice when she
begged of her to be true to George Enier-
son. Clarice loved George Emerson, but
she knew that he never thought of her
other than as a friend. She knew that his
happiness depended on Adele Rivers, and
to see him happy was all her sacrificing
spirit thought of.
ssIf this news had only come a day
sooner, Adele would have acted different
ly," said Clarice, with a sigh.
"And | would be q miserable man for
the remainder of my life, said apleasant
voice behind her.
"Mr. Emersonp' cried Clarice as she
rose in confusion. II didn't hear you
coming in.n
Perhaps l wanted to surprise you,
said Mr.. Emerson, smiling. Are you not
going to congratulate me on my good for
tuner"
81 wish it had come yesterday, . said
Clarice, her eyes hidden away under the
dropping lids.
Eyes, that's what I heard you say a mo-
ment ago, but I'm very glad it didn't.
Clarice, do you want to make me the hap
piest ma in creations" And he took
Clarico's hand in his.
81 wish / could, Mr.. Emerson, " said
Clarice wonderingly.
"Clarice, I love you'll viii you share
my fortune with me? VIII you be my
wife,"
HMr. Emerson, / thought-It thought
And Clarico hung her head and tried TO
release her hand from George Einerson's