The day book. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 1857-1867, 1857-12-02

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lected himself.
'Ah, trap, Miss Kate = he exclaimed
| But am not the mole to be caughtln
| it,
NO, you are by no means blind 7 said
Kate. You see through all my nice little
plans
4 hope | may never be blind, when
there is such pretty hand to be seen,
said Clement. The snow Of your hand
was If strong contrast with the crimson
chair-too strong to be over looked
There, there, have done your nonsense,
and sit down, for my hand is on it no
longer, and you can take it with impuni-
ty,' said Kate. But first, bring the chess
board, I like game after dinner
Yes, give-avay games especially, L
fancy, Miss Kate. But l am incapacita-
ted because the rules of the game oblige
me to take, and that you can't expect OF
me-
'Ob, said Kate, laughing, 4 shall have
earned your Psyche if ever get i'll You
will tax my wit to the utmost, | see?'
Clement was asked to, explain some
French views. We all stood around the
table. In speaking Of some hotel in Par
is, he forgot the name. Kate suggested
it,looking very unconscious. He shook his
head at her. and would not accept the
given word.
We'll, said Kate, pouting, i see that
Mr.. Bartol will not part with his Psychev
4 fight so stoutly, because there is one
thing above all others do not want you
to give me, Miss Kate said Clement.
what is that?' asked Kate.
4 must take care not to earn the name
of witless fool replied Clement. 1T is
necessary to my reputation for sense that
l should see through your devices
well, you need not be afraid of me any
longer said Kate. 4 have exhausted my
resources .,
Tell Joke whispered Jack Linton
He cou ldn't help taking that for the life
of him.
So, some time after, Kate told one tina
set the whole party in commissions of
laughter, she gave it 50 drolly. But Gle
ment, having heard the whisper, looked
as unsconcious and blank as Touchstones
Audrey.
Come now," said Kate, who was so
reused she would dare anything, come
now! Wont you take a kiss, and give
your Psyche ?"
Would you give one for it ?" asked
Clement, with affected horror
Yes 7 replied.
Kate had the sweetest mouth and smile
ever saw Clements eyes flashed. as he
looked at her arch, blushing, impudent
little face
"My cruel circumstances forbid my TIA
king-but not my giving! said he, and
the disconnected girl had received three
quick kisses without having had the pre-
sence of mind to return one!
That was not fair 7 she cried
yes, yes: I meant it all fairly, he said,
laughing. Did not let you have the
opportunity you sought and you wouldn't
take it,"
We were all laughing numerically,
and Kate joined in merrily, which
was certainly the most polite course for
her.
We saw from the window that Mrs.
Bartol's farmer and his men were taking
in hay. This was novelty to some of
us, so we went to see them load up the
wagon. Afeer that was done, we all fol-
lowed it to the huge barn, and after the
men had thrown the hay into the NOW,
we climbed up and sat about on the soft
fragrant clover, chatting Swallows
skinned to and fro, almost clipping us
with their wings, and seeming in great ex-
element. We conjectured that they had
young ones in the nests on the rafters and
proposed that the gentlemen should as
certain. There was consequently
scramble to see who should get there first,
and then another in returning to be the
soonest down.
Jack Linton ran along huge beam
and dropped off, distance of at least
twenty feet, alighting in the yer, midst
of us. The Others followed his example
Whoever knows anything about a barn
will recollect the square hole in the floor
ing, down which fodder is thrown to the
cattle. The hay was piled up on all
sides of this hole, making kind af huge
steep tunnel, near the rim of which we
We're sitting. Clement, in jumping from
the rafter, alighted too near this funnel,
and began to slip down it, catching at the
hay, which of course pulled out with his
weight. Celia sat nearest, and she ca
gerly extended her hand. He was about
to seize it, when Jack mischevously cried
out, Philopenap and Clement, startled,
lost the chance. Down he went, plump
into the ox-stall. We heard his fall, and
then all was silent We thought he was
killed.
Poor Celia turned white piteous face
to the gentlemen, mutely asking assis-
lance for him, and leaned her head upon
my shoulder, almost fainting. Kate
came to her, and held her hand sympa-