The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-03-17

III put III right. Ana they came TO-
gether onto the landing.
4" Ny cousin made a mistake, Her
bert, he says, while she stands by him,
blushing deeply Then he adds, laugh
ing, " She mistook you for "a"
I" made a mistake she breaks in,
very quickly, coming a step nearer. 81
beg your pardon.
To save her from farther embarrass-
ment, / ask her at once for the next
dance; and it is Immediately granted.
"By the bye, Miss Linton" | say,
standing on the landing, "you have
never told me what you took me for.
An ogre?'
Mo-
What, then?'
Her lau ACHING eyes look up with their
old merry sparkle into my face. They
seem at the same time to question me
whether | shall be annoyed if she
speaks the truth. She pauses for mo-
ment, and then says, " A waiter" and
presses her lips closely together.
" Thank YOU
" But it was quite excusable," she be-
gins hurriedly.
"Thank you again." remark, inter
rupting her.
" You won't listen" she says, plain
lively. want to explain"
"That look so much like waiter"
| add, breaking in again, that it was
quite eXcusable taking me for one"
80, no; | didn't mean that, of
course" she says, forced to laugh. "But
where ! was dining there was a waiter
like you-so aXactly like you. she
emphasizes the word exactly" and
glances quickly up at me as she does
so,-"and | mistook him for a gentle
man, and thought he was one Of the
guests.
" So You make up for it by taking me
for waiter" | answer. Well, |
think the waiter had the best of it..
But it was excusable, was it not"
she asks, 'you two being so much
alike p
You mistaking the waiter for
gentleman? If he was like me, GER
tainly."
No" with little stamp of her foot
"my installing you for waiter"
. / can't grant that | answer.
Very we'll" she says, with laugh.
Then she adds mischievously over her
shoulder, as her partner comes for the
next dance: ~ think my first mis-
take was the more excusable Of the
two"
"And l think the last by far the
worst" reply.
"Do You? Well, am very sorry"
she answers; but her eyes belle her as
she goes off laughing into the drawing
room.
Fortunately ] secure the dance be-
fore supper, and take her down.
You don't wait so well as your dou-
ble," she says, as | hand her some mince
pies. had just put them before her
for a minute, and then taken them
away.
=" am sorry for that, answer: "but
then, you see, know you never eat
mince pies.
GLOW do you know that ?" she asks,
turning round quickly.
Your cousin has told me great deal
about you." reply.
Did he tell you. pray, that | never
eat mince-pies p
How should | know, if he did not ?"
| say, with amazed simplicity.
She looks very incredulous. He
didn't tell you that, ! know; though
believe you men talk great deal Of
nonsense as much nonsense as women
do"
you own that about women. then,
and yet you want them to have seats in
Parliament?'
80 now | am certain you must have
been at Mr.. Domville's," she cries " for
| never said so until to-day at dinner,
and then only in opposition to my
neighbor. If you were not there, how
could you have known what | said p
"Do you believe in the theory, Miss
Linton" begin, with grave face, of
person knowing, by sort of affinity,
the thoughts and actions of another
person whom he has never seen, but
whom, when is permitted to see, he is
at once, by fate, most deeply interested
inY'
"No, l don't" she replies, laughing.
GLOW nonsensical you are!'
Before | can 60 on expounding my
impromptu theory, Roche comes up and
claps me on the shoulder.
Well, Herbert, how's Crumms ?"
Roche has often been to my rooms,
and knows my landlord, of course but
what demon possessed him to come at
this moment and pronounce that fatal
name, can't imagine.
"Bravo!' cries Miss Linton, clapping
her hands. "Now | know you went
there with Crumms."
"Went where?" asks Roche in sur
prise.
"To the Domvilles'," she answers. "Mr.
Herbert was there with Crumms, wait
ing. Now, wern't you p she asks, turn
ing to me.
So, driven up in corner, at last /
make my confession.
What fun y she says. Won't
laugh at mamma She read me such
a lecture as | came here. And | have
not made a mistake, after all"
Except when you took me for a
waiter, Miss Linton"
80, that was your own fault. ! am
not bit sorry for that now"
What Miss Linton did say to her
mamma, of course / don't know. If
she did laugh at her, Mrs. Linton must
have taken it very good-naturedly for