The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1901-08-27

n = EMMA ANNE HAYWARD!
Great Caesar! What a
Manner
Now. Frank, 1 will have
none Of your confounded nonsense 1
suppose you want your wife to be n
Daisy. or n Primrose, or a Lily-a
pretty wax doll, with flaXen curls and
blue eyes, like the heroine Of n penny
novelette," And Colonel Beresford
smiled sarcastically as his eyes rested
on the handsome face of his son.
you are very much mistaken, faith
err" replied the young man, as he
turned from the window from which
he had been gazing with admiration
On the fair scene which even winter
could not succeed in robbing of it's
charm. 81 assure you 1 have no such
ideal as you describe. Eut don't you
admit that 1t is most unreasonable to
have my future wife chosen for me
without either consulting my wishes
or those of the lady herself? You know
we have never seen each other"
"FiSdlesticksw growled the colonel,
all sentimental rubbish. Re
that Oakfeld Park Is heavily
gagged, and we shall be beggars
Z you throw away the chance OF this
brilliant marriage for the sake OF your
ridiculous sentiment. Why, there are
hundreds of fellows in your position
who would envy you the prospect of
marrying the heiress of Northwood
Manor. n
"Besides." he added, in a more con-
ciliating tone, you Will have plenty
of opportunity OF seeing her. Lady
Westborough. her chaperon, has in
vitcd you to spend some time at North
wood for the purpose of making the
young lady's acquaintance. Her COM
ing Of age will be celebrated in about
n month, and your engagement will
have to be announced at the ball which
will be given on that occasion. Before
Sir Philips death he made all these
arrangements. although his daughter
vas then only six or seven years old.
he poor fellow had once been under
a great obligation to me. and he
thought this was the best method of
renaying it"
II wish he had chosen some other
way of showing his gratitude. How
ever, have no objection to becoming
acquainted with the heiress, but no
power on earth Will compel me to
marry herr and n loud bang of the
library door prevented all further re-
monstrance from the colonel.
Three weeks later.
The soft strains OF the intermezzo to
"Cavalleria Rusticana- were resound-
ing through the richly furnished draw
ing-room Of Northw0od Manor, and as
the last chord Of Mascagni's beautiful
composition subsidized the musician
rose from her seat and was about to
leave the room.
"Play shat again, Miss Granville
Please do" pleaded n young man. lay
ing aside the book in which he had
tried In vain to feel interested. and
advancing toward the piano.
THAT seems 10 be a particular fav
orite OF yours Mr. Beresford. but I'm
afraid / cannot wait to play II over
agaln-Lady Westborough will be won
dering what has become OF me. You
must remember" she said. as she
turned TO collect some scattered pieces
of music. you must remember that
am n dependent In this house. an
only Miss Hnywnrds companion. Con
sequently, cannot afford to spend
all my spare moments Mt the piano
however much should like it,"
'I can't bear TO hear you talk In
that way" he exclaimed passionate
".
"Oh. ] nm not making any com
plant" she replied quickly, pretend
ng not to notice the unmistakablC
tenderness I'm his tone. 81 am treated
very wcll-almost like one Of the fnmi
~. and ] am quito content But in
deed. I must go now and look after
Miss Hayward She IS laid up viii
q bad headache. and"
ooh. bother Miss Hayward" be
muttcred lmpatiently. "Why are yOi
always rcmmding me Of her exist
encef"
"You ought not to speak so disre
specially Of your future wife" am
there was the fantcst suspicion o
raillery In her voice.
'My future wife" he echoed "Sh
Is not my future wife. Will neve
marry the lelross Of Northwood.'
The corners OF the girls mout
twitched slightly. and there was mis-
chlcvous sparkle in her dark eyes.
you are very foolish" she said. II
allow n silly prejudice to spoil you
prospects In llfo-grcat heiresses ar
not to be met with every day y
course Jemima Anne Is not exactly
pretty name, but TINT is no fault o
hers After all"
"But it's not her name-its herself,
he interrupted irritobly. 81 neve
met any one I dislilyed so much
"Ohr she exclaimed. "I thought
was only her name you objected TO.
md she carelcssly plucked of the pei
rs of n flower which was fastened q