St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-05-21

| Why not?"
Because she said, II happea to be
the last of the Clarences. was named
Dorothy, after the lady who died Of q
/ broken heart"
Are you a Miss Clarence?" asked.
"But 1 am afraid can't help those
unfortunate Cluttons," she went on,
because I don't know one"
At this, I am afraid, winked at the
broken-nosed monument Of Sir Fran
els.
Besides she CONTINUED, Eseven il I
did, l couldn't give them back their
property, because l haven't any
money"
BY this time my rough drawing was
finished, and she was kind enough to
say it was clever. gr
z MAY keep it," she asked. II
should like to paste it in. my scrap
book"
by all means. Would you like me
to sign my name?"
eyes, please, and put the date
l did as she told me, signing myself
Richard Clutton."
When she saw what had written
she went pale with establishment.
Are you really descended from
those old monume1ts?" she said
mot from the monuments" l an
swered; "but l believe am descended
from that unfeeling brute who broke
Miss Dorothy Clarence's heart"
Then she turned scarlet at some
thought which struck her and looked
uncomfortable. But could not resist
the opportunity of teasing her.
There is no doubt that you will
have to marry me-" l said, land so
restore the Cluttons to their former
glory"
Il don't see that" she said IL
don't believe in those old legends"
II thought you said you did"
Eyes, ! believe in some of them, but
not this one. Besides, am not going
to marry any one"
BY this time she had quite recovered
her equanimity, and was prepared to
treat the matter as joke. % 4
1T seems hard lines that / should
be obliged to fall in love with you"
she said, with mischievous CLEAN in
her eyes. II am afraid you are not
my ideal"
Perhaps not" l admitted. But,
then, Dorothy, people never marry
their Ideals
Many thanks for your help with the
sketch 1t is time for me to &c"
She packed up her drawing mate
rials; but l noticed she did not offer |
to return my sketch. in spite Of her
Indignation. She packed it away in
her portfolio. However, that may have
been an accident. .
But was not going to let her escape
so easily.
"You will let me see you home, at
any rate?" said.
Il think not.'' she answered. 81
live long way off.
$50 much the better; we can discuss
family legends and other things"
Besides, am well known. II am
seen walking through the streets Of
Chichester with stranger everybody
will want to know who you are"
''You will, Of course, explain that
ny name is Clutton. and they will
grasp the situation at once"
She bit her lip with vexation.
Come" I said, don't let us worry
about destiny or anything else. l will
walk with you as far as your house.
You must in mercy permit me that,
or I don't know soul in the town.
Then If you find an additional cousin
such nuisance, we will say gooi-by
brewer and a day. Will that do?"
EYES," she said, doubtfully.
On our way through the town she
pointed out the house where at one
line branch of the family used to
i've. 1t is now converted into hair.
lressing Establishments truly inglo-
ious falling of.
That evening Mr.. Clarence called at
he hotel where I was staying, and
legged to make the acquaintance Of a
member of the family. submitted
gracefully, and we discussed the fam
ly tree and the family history until
'clock in the morning.
I think few men have had a more
if1cult courtship than mine, for Miss
Dorothy fought against the guidance
f destiny with all her might Gu
iously enough, the rest of the legend
anne true, for distant relative left
er moderate fortune. The terms
t her will ran: II leave the sum to
~ kinswoman, Dorothy Clutton, that ,
he ancient prophecy may be fulfilled,
nd l beg that she will employ it as
ar as practicable in repurchasfng the
Tuition property" S%f
And all this arose from a, chance
in an old cathedral on wet ]
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