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MY ELOPEMENT. I

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MY ELOPEMENT. r It was rather ridiculous, but it did not seem so to us; far from it. You see, it was this way; I was only seventeen, and bad just come home from boarding-school with a bead as full of ro- mantic notions as it was possible for it to be. My nance is Nora Clyde, and I am what might be called an heiress in a small way. I'm not a beauty—ob, no I not by any means but I'm rather pretty, and Charlie-my Charlie—used to eav that; I was as sweet as a June rose. Charlie is our next neighbour, and when I came home from school he was at home on a vacation. I smiled at him over the hedge, one morning. He returned the smile with interest, and from that we went on till we were, or imagined that we were, desperately in love with one another. Mother only laughed at us, but my dear, sen- Bible old father shook his head and threatened to stop Charlie's visits altogether if he did not learn to be content with less than three a day. That threat was as fire to tow. We needed only so much to make us consider ourselves persecuted and un- happy, so what did we do but plan an elopement For a week before the crowning of our hap- niness," as Charlie called it, I was so nervous and frightened that I almost repented the promise I had made; but the thought of the romance of braving my stern parent's wrath for true love's sake kept my courage up, and at last all my pre- parations were made. We bad planned our flght for the 20th of June. I was to slip out after father had retired, and Charlie was to be waiting for me at the lawn crate. We were to take the eleven-thirty train for Phila- delphia, and there be married. Further, our plans did not go, but I believe there was in the brain of each of us a vague idea of teturning triumphantly to Ashlands and defying "the tyrant," as we styled my wise father. On the morning of the nineteenth of June we were sitting at the breakfast table when father opened a lettsr, which had come by the morning mail, and, after reading it, said to mother.- My dear, I have good news for you. Gerald King has arrived from England, and writes that, if convenient, be will be down to-morrow to spend some time with ns." Mother looked pleased, and answered quickly,— That is in ieed good news. Gerald is a favou- rite of mine. He reminds me of his mother, why was my dearest friend as well as your cousin." Now this Gerald King had been my particular detestation when we were both children, and even though I had not seen him for years, I congratu- lates myself that I should escape his visit. Why I had disliked him was more than I could tell; but the fact remained, and I waa sure that years had made him more disagreeable. The 20th of June was a damp, dr-zzly day, the very opposite of typical June weather; but Charlie and I were not to be deterred from our cherished project by any consideration of the weather, so our arrangements were all com- pleted, and we waited rather nervously for the critical hour to arrive. The day dragged slowly away. Night came on, and Mr King arrived; but no inducements mother could offer sufficed to draw me to the parlour. "Where is the iize?" I argued with myself. He must dispense with my society after this one evening, at any ratp, so why should he not do without it altogether?" To mother I gave only that time-worn excuse, a headache. So she was forced to go down and give the trivial excuse that Nora was not well." I really thought father and Mr King never would leave the library that night. I waited and waited, and it was long after eleven o-clock when at last I decided that it would be safe to go to poor, waiting Charlie. I wrapped myself in my cloak, for by this time it was raining, stole quietly down stairs and out upon the lawn. Ju,-t as I spied Charlie standing in the shade of a large tree, just as he put out his hand and said "My darling, I thought you were never coming," somebody else said, Nora Charlie Carroll! What does this mean ?" and there stood—father I In vain were my tears and Charlie's protesta- tions we were marched back to the house, a shame-faced and meek young couple. Just as we reached the hall door it opened, and Mr Gerald Ki ng appeared upon the scene. Imagine my con- sternation if you can. It was bad enough to be seen at all, but, horror of horrors to be caught like this, bare-headed, wet and draggled, my face tear-stained, and my hair falling about my shoul- ders, and worse than all else, led home in disgrace by my indignant parent, while Charlie disconso- lately brought up the rear The only spectator of this charming scene stood in the hall door, tall, handnome, faultlessly dressed, and with a shade of amused suiprise shining in bis ?rey eyps and curving the corners of his month. Father led us into the library, invited Mr K;no, to enter, closed the door, and then aked in his very crossest tones,- •' Now, what were you two children up tc ?" I could do nothing but cry and sob in my cor- ner, but Charlie spoke up manfully and told the truth. When the tale was finished father was smiling broadly, and Mr King was gnzing ear- nestly out cf the window. Oh, if the earth had only opened and swallowed me how thankful I would have been But I was forced to sit quietly by and hear father say sar- casticiliy,- Well, you are a romantic young couple, and no mistake. I see that I shall be obliged to play the stern Darpnt, to some purpose, and my decree is this: You, Nora, must promise faithfully to try no more elopements you, Charles, must go away for a year, and if at the end of that time you still love Nora, you shall have my permission to make as desperatè love to her as she will permit. N- go away to your beds, you silly children." So that was the end of it. Charlie went away, and I stayed at home trying my best to be dis- consolate and lonely, but in vain. My greatest trial was the memory of Gerald's presence at that ridiculous scene in the library, and sometimes he would look at me with a meaning glance which never failed to drive the blood to n.y face and to make my eyes flash indignantly. It was a happy summer, after all, and when, in September, Gerald left us, he held my band in a close, warm grasp and whispered,— Shall I come again ? Yes," I said, though I knew it was treason to poor Charlie to do so. He did come again, not once only, but many times, and long before the yar was ended I loved him with all my heart. Yes, I loved him as I never had, never could have loved Charlie, with a love which I knew would last till my life should end. It was in May, beautiful, sunny May, that I first knew that Gerald King loved me. I was thinking of the miserable night when I nearly wrecked my own happiness, and remembering regretfully that soon I should be obliged to fulfil the promise I had made to Charlie, or else tell him that my vows had meant nothing, and that I was fal-e and fickle. It was all so dreadful that I just laid my head down on the arm of the great library chair and cried. Nora, my darling ? said the dearest voice in the world and some one drew both my hands from my face, and held me close to his heart with. out speaking another word. Of course the silence could not last forever, and after a while Gerald made me understand that he loved me, and wanted me for bi wife. But what of Charlie ? I whispered. "Charlie is as fickle as yourself," said my lover, gravely. He has given his heart to a Philadelphia belle, and would have offered his hand with it long ago, bad he not imagined that you, my own, would break your tender heart should he prove untrue to his promise." So it was all settled, and I was happy in spite of myself. I wish you could have seen my meeting with Charlie. It was exactly a year from the dav of our attempted elopement, the most beautiful June day that ever dawned upon the earth. I was waiting for him and when he came in I was dreadfuiiy embarrassed but Charlie looked so much ashamed of himself, and so happy with it all, that I just laughed and said- Oh, Charlie, weren't we a couple of geese ?" Rather," be answered laconically, and we were at ease in an instant. We've been good friends ever since, and are going to be married the same day. Gerald says he fell in love with me that rainy night, as I stood dripping and tearful on the steps after being brought home in disgrace so, you see, my elopement brought me happiness after all.

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