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of superb hot house flowers in my hand
why. no. don't know that il was.
replied uncle Jack. slowly. $50 there or,
Two strings 10 your beau are lheyr aut
he laughed at his own fun.
But, Garry. she's rich, child
so am L.
'You!' and uncle Jack threw himsel
back in his chair and laughed immoderate
ly.' why you little sinner, you've hardl,
money enough to keep you from starving
walked to the mirror and surveyed
myself complacenily.
Yes, sir said l.; turning around TO my
! estonished uncle, i am rich in good looks
q wds thought handsomely and she's such
q skinny little thing, tha, it always puts
one in mind of the dry bones, rafting.
Then | am rich, sir. in my youth, and
hope. and health, and elastic spirits. Oh;
] am far richer, uncle Jack, she can't buy
one Of these
Blu, Phil Darrah may not value all
these as highly as you do, Cad. Sixty
no trife. child
Then he's not worth all my riches.
said !, con,emptuously; but | think now
that must have replaced the vase on ;he
bouquet table with little temper, for lhe
water flew over my hands aud SOUVENIR
rose fell to pieces.
But for q week after this. in all our
amusements. Phii Darrah was by my side
Adeline Loomis ogled aud dressed and
sung IN vain. All her invi;ations to
Come Rest in This Bosom he vir,uously
resisted. and | began 10 think that my
riches lrere of The better kind.
The demonstrations on the gentle man $
part were growing more marked.
Night after night, would be wakenod
by the sof,es! music under my window.
and morning after morning a gorgeous
bouque! graced my table.
Sometimes The serrnade would be civ.
en- by half dozen young men. with
whom Phil was intimate. who performed
on as many different, instruments, and ali
OF whom sung we'll; but noticed tina, il
our last conversation had had at all of a
serious or sentimental turn. that my SER
ensde was always of the softes;. love-in-
spring flute solo. or an exquisite song
with a guitar accompa niment. Occas-
ionally too, instead Of the compact pyra-
mid bouquet. there would be left at the
hall door for me, few white and blush
rose buds. half buried in heliolrope and
mignonette.
What impresaible girl Of sixteen could
withstand all this? l sighed profoundl,
when the SOLITARY serenader too. last
look at my window and departed; and al
ways carried the unpre,ending rose bud;
and hsiotrope up TO my chamber.
was entirely satisfied with the sta Il
OF affairs. OF all things that Phillip Oar
rah excelled in. and they were many. b.
excelled in nothing SO much as horse nah'
ship.
| have many q time watched him al
far as could see him down the street
as he passed by on brown Tom. his fin,
figure having nothing of the regidity o
the awkward EQUESTRIAN; ba. seemingl!
moved by the same impulse as the horse
be accommoda ted himself with the mos
| llCAiOiO hioNC ~ C'Ssy u'
beas, seemed proud Of beicS mana ed B,
such master. have alrlos: clarped m,
hands when have seen him 90 pfancinj
by, with eyes flashing. meek arcaed. Ell,
nos,rils snofting. and have been quite a
ready 10 resign my Lesrt TO iae horse g
to the man.
Miss Carry said Phil entering m,
uncle's parlor one evening, we are goin
to make up an equistrinn party for ih
day after Tomorrow, and you mast co.
We shall start little after daylight. tax
breakfast ct old mother JONES' ., Silve
Spring. and return before the day se.
worn
But was never on q horse in m
life, Mr.. Darrah. / am very sorry. but
can't 60
'Why you are the most courageous led
in our sailing parties. You ere not afraid
Not at all afraid, but should BE frigh.
fully awkwerd, and | do nc. care 20 risl
my reputation
'You could not be AWKWARD was IN
reply. in a low voice, aud tone iha, sen
the blood dancing around my heart.
This last sentence determined me.
would not run the gauntlet of comparison
with Addy Loomis. who knew was to b
OF the party, and " ho was en- accomplish
ed horsewo oman.
But the next evening, Phil came egail
TO renew his persuat,ons. felt that
could not get of, without being rude, an
In truth had some curiosity 10 know
what q ride on horseback YVES like. A
last consented to go, md Mr.. Darral
went out 10 engage horse for me, an,
send me down a habit and hat " bich be
longed TO a married sister.
slept but little that night. There wa
q certain empressment in my admirer'
manner. when he took my hand al part
ing. which made me feel that it require,
only favorable opportunity for me to b
invited to be Mrs. Phillip Darrah:
l felt some anxiety too. ss TO the be
comingness Of my habit and hat. wa
up by the peep of day that nigh, prac
tice gathering up my skirt gracefully.
The lady to whom the dress belonged
was unfortunately ss slender as a bean
pole, whilst considered myself proper
toned more after the fashion of the We
nus de Medici. pulled and tugged q
the hooks and eyes till my finger bone
were almost broken. went to the be,
and woke my cousin. who declared sh
a