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HOW IT WAS RECEIVED. 13. such thing, unless: ins mere sport. So I advise you to go quickly home, and say no more about any thing so fool- ish !” “T tell you ’tis nothing foolish, Mr. ‘Andie I love her, and she loves me. I know that. I will endeavor to make. her happy, and—” “You will do nothing of the kind!” exclaimed Andrews, passionately.. “I tell you she is not for you, or such as you ; so let that be enough.” . ‘‘ Haven’t L always conducted ek lomamania 6 in any trans- actions with you?” Ralph demanded, stung by the tone and. bearing of his interlocutor. : “Because you couldn’t do any thing else, erowlingly re- turned Jehonikam. “ Haven't I always conducted myself foams with all who have had any thing to do with me? Did you ever hear any thing spoken against me by those who know me best ?” The speaker fixed an eagle glance upon Andrews, and the latter quailed before it. He knew that the young man was honored by all who knew him, and his. own experience had been sufficient. to satisfy him that Ralph would make his mark in the world, Yet, the “almighty dollar” stood before his vision, and he never could think of such a thing as bestowing — his daughter upon a comparatively poor young man, while there was any chance of her becoming the bride of one more blessed in wordly possessions. Without aie his eyes to Rilley’s face, he said: “What is the use’ of all this? What has your character to do. with me or mine ?” “ Just this,” was the firm reply. “I lone. your Aanehter, and my determination is to marry her—come what. will. The only objection you could raise is that of character, and since I am all right in that respect, I fancy that aac will have a will of her own in the matter,” “ Beware, sir!” thundered the fur-dealer, as he bent a fierce scowl upon the young man. “Do not, dare. to insult me in my own house!” — “T do not dare any thing,’ returned the other, calmly. “I had anticipated your answer, and we consulted together in the matter before I came here. Nancy assured me that she Cconmiclooolkks.cOhn