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-?- OUR SHORT STORY TIT FOR, TAT. Jeremiah Porter was sorely perplexed. In hia hand he held a, very innocent-looking object, indeed, and it seemed strange that a bit of dainty writing paper with a few dozen lines of feminine scrawl upon it could create such havoc ^ith a. strong, iobust man's feel- ings, but such was the case. Who in creation can this mysterious female be?" burst from Jerry's lips, explosively, as he impatiently turned over and read the letter for the seventh time at least. "A pretty mess, I must say, for a man of my respectable age to be drawn into. A clandestine meeting— humph !—and from a party who signs herself as an old friend and refuses to disclose her identity until we meet. Yes, and the darned fool has it allniceJy planned. I am to trot out to the park at eight o'clock this very even- ing (doesn't give me too much time to deliber- ate), prancing along with a. white rosebud in my buttonhole, and look out for a. closely- veiled female, also wearing a white rose, and the meeting-place is to be at the fountain at the far end: that's a.3 far as the .story runs— have to vs ait until later for developments. Oh, Lor', to think that I, the honoured and re- spected Jeremiah Porter, should be subjected to such a proposition! He arose from his chair, and, with the letter still in his hand. began to pace the richly carpeted floor of his private office. His first move was to securely lock the door leading into the outer office, and then his indignation 'bubbled over. This sort of thing might have done twenty years ago, but now, bah! I'm too old to bother my head with such tomfoolery. I've got no patience with women. There w as only one woman I ever cared to marry, and she— well she was just like all the rest—no heart, no conscience, or anything else. What do I care now, though, for her? I heartiiy con- gratulate myself that she jilted me for some- one else, for now I am a hale and hearty old bachelor of 40 whom everyone envies. I've a. snug fortune, comfortable and substantial home, and a cook that I would sooner part with my money than let go. Aye. yes, I would be a fool to deliberately place myself in the matrimonial harness. No. no, Jerry, my lad, do not be rash at your age." He chuckled to himself, but underneath the earless exterior couid be noticed a sadder strain. He would not confess it to himself, even, but the thoughts of the one he so care- lessly mentioned as having jilted him tore open a wound which he tried to cover from ail eyes, even his own, and the expression about his eyes told of the inward suffering lie experiences at thoughts of her. ,¡, By Jove he exclaimed, bringing his fist down upon the desk in front of him, I think on second thought I'll meet this lady (fool) to-night, and teach her a lesson. I guess in future the gentler sex will not try to make a guy of Jeremiah Porter. Of course it is some joke, but I refuse to be joked in such a manner, I wonder what that little rogue of a Gladys would do and say if she were aware of her uncle's prospective escapade. I shall however, take pains to keep it from her, for 1 would'never hear the end of it. Bless that child's heart, how I love her," he continued, a smile creeping over his handsome features, but she has a will of her own. She's so desperately in lovo with that good-looking jackanapes, Jack Turner, that I am afraid she will vet evade my watchfulness and run away with him. Jack is a tine fellow all right, and I would not object to his marrying Gladys if he did not belong to that despicable family ,IIi Petfiekfs. I will not trust my precious niece to him, although he may seem all right, for blood will tell, and if his dount would treat me the wa.y she did. no telling how he would mistreat Gladys once they were married. The whole family of them are nut to be trusted, and she shall not marry into them as long as I draw a breath of life. It's only a school- girl fancy, anyway, and will wear away in time. 111 take her abroad in a month or two, and by the time we return she will have forgotten him." He fumed and raged about for some little time, but, having given rather vehement expression to his feelings, finally settled down •gain and was soon buried in the business of the day. About 7.45 o'clock that same evening a tall and distinguished gentleman, dressed most elegantly and with a tiny white rosebud in hi9 buttonhole, sauntered along one of the avenues in a beautiful park in one of our large cities. He carelessly- twirled a cane in his fingers, and contentedly puffed at a frag- rant cigar. As he neared a dark corner of the Eark. where the splash of a- fountain could be eard, he slackened his pace and looked about curiously, as though looking for some one His shrewd eye discerned a tall, slender female figure advancing toward him from out of the gloom, and as she approached he gave a slight Mart. burely he knew that walk and the figure seemed strangely familiar. The woman earned in her hand a long-stemmed white rose, and Jerry knew it was the strange ladv he had come to meet. He paused until she came quite near him and stopped. Something in the quiet digmtv °f the iad.T Ponced the neat speech—or rather, severe lecture—lie had planned before start, mg out. It was his original intention to merely meet the female at the appointed time and before 8he could even raise her veil or sar I a word deliver her a severe lecture on such I unbecoming conduct, and then turn and leave her very much confused and chagrined. It had been an easy matter to plan the jectare in the solitude of his own room, but Dow. for some reason, the words stuck in his throat. Certainly there was nothing flippant or silly m the actions of the woman standing before him. She stepped up to him rather timidly and raised her veil. Clarissa,he gasped, staggering as though stunned by a blow. 6 Oh, Jerry, I am so glad to meet you once again and know that everything has been ex. pained and you have forgiven what YOU thought was my fickleness. It was so kind of you to write, for I know how proud you are, and I never could have written to vou I wrote to you, Clarissa? Whv "i dill Dot know you were anywhere rear this parr, of the country, and, in fact, whether or not you were alive There is a misunderstanding somewhere. Your note to me was a rnvsterv' and I never dreamed you were the invsterious peison who asked me to meet her," he said in astonishment. # The woman turned pale, and the tears stood jn her sad. sweet, eves. • Jen" 1 di<1 n0t WTite to VOU. but Tkf™ a rte y°ur asking me to meet you here to-night; that you had learned the truth and wanted a mutual forgiveness; that you desired to again renew our troth. I do not understand, and JOU seem so surprised. What has caused this wretched mistake?" she replied, with trem- bling hps, and sunk upon the bench with a sob. I This is too much for Jerry. In an instant I ,1S Kneeling beside her and holding her hand m his. ° "Why are you in mourning, Clarissa?" he asked, m a low voice. He is dead, and I am free, thank beaven," I •he replied, still sobbing. "But why do you say 'thank heaven.' as I though it was a relief to you ? Wives do not Y u° themselves at the death of their husbands," Jerry went on. r-a'cllsed tnr,,tfy°U +k'l0W" the <lece,t he p. actised to get me to marry him ? Be showed me a newspaper paragraph in which I read or your engagement to a youne iady in a dis- tant town, or at least, he made me believe it "8 you, and also told me that you had boasted of how you were fooling me. It cut me to the heart. bat I was too independent and too foousu to ask you about it, and th-i .and there I promised to marry him. He had accomplished his purpose, and. after re were married, he told me of the clever little ruse t-n J?*? Vf:e' ancl w'ita a Ivjgh tnafc id is fair m love and war.' I could have died when I found out he had d;;ped me" but I was married to him then and it could T ,01'- t,M misery of those Jong years how I nwe lived throng, them I do not know. y "Clar>*a dearest, this is the first I hav- ever heard of why you jiJteJ me, but T think we have botn suffered sufficiently. Are you date'?* t0 rea3W tbe €no'^ement. at this 'late Hearing approaching footsteps. Jerrv looked up. and there, immediately iu front of him stood Gladys and with her the handsome l-ascal whom Jerry had sworn that very mer-n. ing should never wed his niece. Jerry started to his feet, frown in"- dre ;d fully upon tha young people. ° "Whit do yon mean, six1, bv being her" with my niece, when I ha.— .hiJ.J"he:: to 1 speak or look at you, he demanded, sternly. ? Gladys slipped her arm in that of her uncle, and looking up at him, half frightened, half smiling, asked; What do yon mean, Uncle Jerry, by making love to Jack's aunt alone in the park? I do not think you need say anything, and you ought to he ashamed of yourself." "Well—h'm—this does make a difference," replied Jerry, bursting into a hearty laugh. He turned to the elder woman, who was now smiling through her tears, and said; "Well, Clarissa, what are we to do about this matter? By Jove, he exclaimed, suddenly, "Clarissa, a. light begins to dawn on the two mysterious lettfis we have received. These two scamps have concocted thi:: plan to bring us together again that they may win our consent to their marriage. It is ciear enough now. Giadys, I did not think you would dare prac- tise such deceits Now. Uncle Jerry, don't you say another word. You know you are as pleased over the way it has terminated as Jack and I are, and she gave his arm a tender little squeeze. "Aunt C'larissa. are you going to scold us very much for our little scheme?" .jack asked' of Clarissa, while a. broad smile spread over his features. For answer she laughed lightly and said: My dear deny, it would be very cruel to keep these two children in suspense any longer as to our decision in their case. My dears, he hates to give in. but we have decided to make up, and we will have to give our consent to your marriage in order to win yours to our own wedding, so it is tit for tat." Go along, you gniity culprits, was Jerry's laughing command, "liet's go home and have .something to eat, for I'm nearly starved," and, tucking Clarissa's arm in his own, they started for home, and it was difficult to teU which was the happier of the two couples.

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