The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1869-11-26
PUT YOURSELF IN his PLACE.
By CHARLES READR
(A.tAOr Qf"F6G PEoy." "GrOEA Gaunt, "etc)


directly, and show her the cactus, ant
clear your mothers character
Henry offered his arm directly, ant
they went gaily OF.
is she gone to fllrt, or TO gossip Z
asked a young lady. 80 9 ~
'Our watches must tell US that saIt
Mrs. Little. '1fthsy stay i've minutes
gossip. y =
And how many-flIrtaIIon p,
'Ah, my dear, yoit know better than
| do. What do you sayT Fiyo-Rnd,
The young ladies' gIggled. '.' VI
Then Mr.. Coventry came out strong
he was mortified, he was Jealous: M
saw formidable enemy had entered
the field, and had just outwltted and
outman@uvred him. So what does nv NJ
do but TO step up to her, and say to her
with the most respectful grace, May ]
be permitted 10 welcome you back Il
this part OF the worldp / am afraid j
cannot exactly claim your acaualnt.
ance; but have often heard my father
speak or you with the highest admira.
tlon. My name Is Coventry
Mr.. Coventry, Of Bollinghope? p (Ht
bowed.) Yes; l had the pleasure o.
knowing your mother In former DAYS.
you have deserted us too long,
i do not latter myself l have been
~ anybody ever missed, Mrs, Littlei
Believe me, few persons are WELDON ed
back so cordially as you are.'
That Is very factoring, Mr.. Coven.
try. II Is for my sons sake have re.
turned To society," .I... 0..'. -
mo doubt; but you will remain there
for your own. Society Is your place
You are at home In It, and were born
10 shine In IT,
What makes you think that, pray p
and the Widows cheek flushed q little.
ooh, Mrs. Little, I have seen some.
thing OF the world. Count me amongst
your most 'respectfnl admirers, tits q
sentiment I have a right to, since lin.
herit It,
We'll, Mr.. Coventry, then I give you
leave 10 admire melt you can. All,
here they come. Two miuutesl I Am
afraid 1t was neither gossip nor flIrla.
ton, but only botany
Grace and Henry came back looking
very radiant.
What do you thInk?' said Grace, u
never was more surprised in my life:
there really Is cactus. and NIGH
oereus into the bargain. Mrs. Little,
behold a penitent. | bring you nv
spoloHy and jardenla.' -
'Oh, how sweet Never mind the
apology. Quarrel with me often, and
bring me jardeniH. III always make
II up Oh those terms.' .'.-'-
'MisB Whlte.' said Grace, pompOusly,
i shall require fHw dozen cuttings
from your Tree, please tell the garden
or. Arrangements are such, I shall
have to grow jardenias on a scale
hitherto unprecedented
There was laugh, and In the mid
die OF II, a servant announced Miss
Gardens carriage.
what attentive servants YOU have,
Miss White. l requested that man "a
be on the watch, and, II said good
thing, to announce my carriage di.
rectly, and he did 1t pat. Now see what
an effective exit that gives me. Good.
by, Miss White, good by. Mrs. Little;
may you all disappear as neatly
Mr.. Coventry stepped smartly for
ward, and offered her his arm with
courteous delerenGe: Ehe took Il, and
went down with him. hut shut oyer bis
shoulder II side gInnm III reproach al
Little, tor not being ~ prompt as hIs
rival.
'Whnt spirItS!' said h young lady.
yes, said another; but she was as
dull as the grave the last time I met
her.
So ended that evening, with It's little
ups and downs.
. Soon after this, Henry called on Miss
Garden, and spent u heavenly hour
with her. lie told her his plans for
getting on In the world, and SHE listen
ed with demure cOmplacency, that
seemed to imply she acknowledged q
personal interest In his success. She
Lold him she had always admired bis
In declining his uncle's
offer, aud now she was beginning 10
approve 1t. 1t becomes man. said
she.
From the future they went to the
past, and she reminded him OF the
snow storm and the scene In the church;
and, In speaking OF 1t, her eye deepened
In color; her voice was low and soft,
and she was all tenderness.
Iflove was not directly spoken, Il
was constantly implied, and, In fact,
that ls how true love generally speaks,
The eternal 'Je V0nS di1lle' of the French
novelist ls false to nature, let me tell
you. i. .EE' gf-.E $50
And, when come back from Lon.
don, hope your dear mother will give
me opportunities OF knowing her bet
she will be delighted; but. going TO
'oh, we spend six weeks In London
every year; and this is our time. Twas
always glad 10 20 before London is
very gay now, you know-but l am moi
glad now. n Ct 81 q
mo more am I, I can assure you.
ain very sorry l. ....t 0..0
six weeks will soon pass,'
six weeks OF pain is a good long
time. You are the sunshine Of my life,
And you are going to shine on others?
Perhaps / shall be duller than You will,
and think all the more OF HIlIshorouRh
Tor being In London
The melting tone 10 which this was
said, and the ooyand tender side glance
that accompanied It, were balm oil
Gilead 10 the lover. CNS
He took comfort and asked her,
cheerfully, II he might write to her,
She hesitated u single moment and
then sald 'Yes.' 49," .lT7'
She added, however, after n pause,
'Bnt you oau't; for you don't know my
address,
but you will tell me-
'Neverl nevetl Fltty.6lght Charges
street,
When do you goH'
The day after Tomorrow nj twelve
O'clock
May see you off at the tramp
She healtabed. 'lt-you-like,' RaIl
she, slowly; but fthlnk you had bet.
ter not @
'oh, let me see the last OF you.'
Use your own judgment, DEAR
The monosylla0le slipped out uuin.
tentiOnally. She was thinking OF
something else. Yet, az soon M abe
had uttered II, she said, 'Ohp and
hlushed all over. 7 forgot was moi
speaking 70 a lady; said she, innocent.
lyi then, right archIy, please forgive
me.5 HF"T
: He caught her hand, and kissed 1t de.
Votedly.
Then sho qulvered all over. you
muslin Z, said she, with the gentlesi
possible tone OF reproach. 'Oh dear, /
am 90 sorry l am goIng.' And she
turned her sweet eyes on him, with
tears In them. @ -
Than n viRIfor wan announced onh