HENRY'S RIVAL.

Evening Post, Volume XXXIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1887, Page 1 (Supplement)

HENRY'S RIVAL.

" Angelina, dost thou love me?" His accents wpre sweet and soft. It is not surprising they were sweet and sofc. He was built that way on general principle. "Of course, Henry, with all my heart. '' " Then fly with me to night Let us leave this house at once, aud seek some blessed spot where we two will have well-defined monopoly on all earth's joys and sorrows. Hasten do uofc loho a moment. "' As he delivered this impassioned speech her face grew blight with an intense light of joy. Then a thought seemed to strike her. She had them often. Her smile was o'erclouded with a look of deepest pain. " No, no, " she sobbed. " I cannot fly with you. I cannot, I cannot. " " Dearest, " he murmured, " that is three times you said you cannot, and I only want you to fly once. Why I cannot you V " I-I-I-, " she stammered, incoherently. "The I's bave it " said he resignedly. " Yet I fail to understand your suddenly, conceived prejudico against flying. I thought that you paitial to that mode of matrimony. However, no fly if you say so. " " Forgive mp, I would leave, wealth, parents, frieuds, for your sake, but securely locked in yonder room is a treasure from which I could never part. I know not whether it is a device of my fathers to stay my flight, but I cannot leave with out my treasure. " A dark look of suspicion mantled his face, and in three strides he had crossed the room and burst open the door of the mysterious chamber. ¦' Now, " said he, "secure your treasure. " She entered, and when she came out with a tan-coloured, pop-eyed, snub-nosed Chinese god of a pug dog, Henry picked up his hat and flew all by himself.