The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1904-11-18
MISJUDGING A GIRL.
BY NAY HARVEY.

t-c 6hc4l neat OF the day Sc
thought two young men as they saun-
Tered to and fro on the promenade OF :
iAsnionaoie vatering-pl In the dis
lance they heard the not unmusical
strain OF the town band.
suddenly long sigh broke from one
o. tnem. which caused his friend to turn
70 him and say:
What is IL. Leslie. old chap? Any
thing the matter?"
A pause ensued. during which time
Frank Leslie seemed to be engaged in
a mental struggle. At last he ex-
claimed:
You have been a good friend to me.
stuart. and nursed me like a brother
when had the fever, SO will tell you
what would impart to no other person
hvlng, that is. my love story.
When | was quartered at hartford. a
norrid little country town, made the
acquaintance Of Mr. Barns. vicar of the
country parish Of Wartham. He was
very Kind, and invited me to his house.
went, and met his daughter, Sylvia
Barns. oh, Stuart! can never tell you
how loved that girl, and fully did be-
lleve she loved me in return. was al
ways looking for opportunities to 90 to
Wartham vicarage. until Mark Barns,
her brother, came home from Oxford
and 1t was comparatively easy, for he
and | became inseparable companions.
AT last the day came when received my
orders for India. went straight to
Wartham, saw Sylvia, told her of my
love. and asked If there was any hope
for me?
have never cared for anyone save
you. Frank, and never SHALL
Those were her very words, Har-
court, but how false they proved! | |
hen went to Mr.. Barns, to tell him of |
what had taken place between his |
laughter and myself.
"'You are both too poor to be mar
'ied,' he replied. don't approve of |
ong engagements, but If you both think
The same when you come home, Leslie,
will give my sanction to the marriage.
4 in the meantime either of you should
hange your mind. write and apprise the
,ther of the fact. but no other correspon-
lence will allow; in this trust to your
lonor'
Il had been In India about year.
When received a note in Sylvia's hand
writing. which ran as follows:
I have changed my name to Durn-
ord;' and by the same mail newspa-
er arrived, on opening which. my eye
aught paragraph commencing thus:
1.-THE little village of Wartham was
n fete on Tuesday, on the occasion of
lie marriage of Mr.. Durnford with Miss
arms
II read no further. 1t was indeed in
Vt added to injury. Not only had Syl
proved false in the little space OF
e, but she had also sent me news 3
ger account OF her baseness. You /
Ayw the rest How got brain fever. +
how on my recovery we both OBJ
ed leave and came home"
D. few evenings after Franks con- I
On, he and Stuart attended the In I
Try ball Whilst walking around /
room criticising different bellies, i
TITS attention was suddenly attract
by an exceedingly pretty girl, who n
as gazing at his friend with earnest I
tention. He saw Frank glance at her a
It'll look of sudden scorn, then the .
ir face paled, and she shrank behind
lady who was standing near. Later y
the evening. Frank, who had not q
need many times, was accosted by Il
e of the stewards whom he knew q
ghtly. k
There Is a lady friend of mine here
10 hardly knows anybody, so do come S,
d dance with her." b
So saying. he took Franks arm, led
m to group near the door, MUIR h
nred few indistinct words of intro p
ction, and hurried away to another m
n-dancing man, leaving Frank face h
face with his false love- Sylvia Barns. al
why have you not spoken to me all m
) EVENING"" she asked in an appeal
: voice. What have done to offend b,
~" sc
Need you ask" replied Frank, stern h,
when you think of your treachery di
/ baseness?"
'Treachery and baseness! Sylvia ly
tered. Frank, don't understand ar
l."
This is no place for discussion; in
ne into the conservatory, said Frank. te
he conservatory was empty, On ar dc
ing there Frank turned to Sylvia tn
said in scornful tone:
You don't understand. Mrs. Durn- sc
d. what I mean by treachery? Do
not call promising to marry one W.
n and then jilting him for another bu
e" frt
Yes. Frank, should cell it so; but
at has it to do with me? And why CO..
YOU call me Mrs. Durnford? am to
s Durnford!" dri
Miss Durnford!" calculated Frank, a
How so?"
Why, poor old Aunt Durnford died co..
N you had been away year, leav- asl