Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1899-11-24
HIS LIES MISTAKE.

"Why, Amsden, old man, you are as
brown as an Indian! Denesboro air
must have agreed with you. Tell me
how you managed to exist in the wilds
for two months"
Amsden told him with some reserva-
tons. The reservations related to a
pretty little country girl-Emily Wood
whose company had alone made ex-
istence tolerable for him In the sleepy
little New England village Emily
Wood was no ordinary country girl.
Not only was she exquisitely pretty,
but she was unusually refined, charm
ing and intelligent.
He knew he had won her heart, and
had she been his social equal would
have asked her to marry him. But he
was too proud, too patrician In his
ideas, to make what he considered "A
mesalliance. So he had hidden her a
cold farewell and returned to the So
ciety OF the great metropolis, ruthless
ly crushing out OF his heart the first
honest love he had felt for any wo-
man, yet haunted by remorse and by
the look of misery he had seen on her
white face In his last glimpse Of her.
ny JONtI w nut IuCt4
The scene was Paris four years later;
the speaker Travers, who, on the after
noon OF beautiful spring day, was
driving with his friend In the Bots de
Boul0gne. The exclamation had been
excited by the vision OF young lady,
elegantly dressed. who was seated In
a carriage which had Just rolled by.
miss Wood. allow me to introduce
Mr.. Travers and Mr.. Amsden."
1t was few days later In the salon
of a fashionable American lady resld.
ing In Paris
With nm emotion OF rapture Travers
recognized the fair unknown whom he
had seen in the Bois, and Amsden-the
little country girl, Emily Wood.
She recognized him with quiet
frlendllness that disconnected him. re-
ferring, without trace Of embarrass-
ment, to their acquaintance ut Denes-
boro (whereupon Travers threw him q
glance of lncredulous amaZemenO.
Then she told him of how an uncle In
New York, OF whose existence sne had
been scarcely aware, had soon after
left her fortune, and how she had
gone to Europe to complete her educa-
tion.
Amsden knew the moment he looked
into her eyes that she was the one
woman In all the world whom he de
sired. He knew now that he loved her
In the days that followed the two
friends saw much Of the brilliant heir
ess, Amsden noting with a secret pang
that she was the most admired and
popular girl In the American colony
but with u still deeper pang the grow.
Ing favor with which she regarded
Travers.
One evening Travers, on returning
home to his apartments, noticed his
friend sitting detected by the window
He went up to him and put his hand
kindly on his shoulder. Herbert, ole
man. what's the matterf"
"NOthlng-Only | leave Paris tO-mOr
row. | suppose you know the reason 2
Herbert, | can't tell you how sorr!
| am that this has happened. VIII,
could foresee that anything like thi
would come between usi God know
| love her with all my soul, and sh,
has made me the happiest man In tn,
world, yet would willingly resigI
her to you II II would make you hap
py."
Amsden's lips twitched. at Ii fate
retributi0n! think she loved, or coulI
have loved me, once, but | did not ap
preciate her then, or realize the deptl
of my own feeling for her. Pride ant
selfishness stood In the way, and now
Travers, | congratulate you on havinI
won what have lost through my owI
fault Good night" and wringlng hi
friends hand, Amsden passed into hi
chamber, closing the door after him.