Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1872-04-19
SELECTED STORY
From the Sunday Telegram
LOVE AND JEALOUSY.
BY META.

I know they spoke the truth. In fact.
was proud, naughty coquette. There
were many suitors for my band !; but my
heart had never been softened by love- I
felt that love only could chain my restless
spirit l was called firt; yet many were
easily captivated by my coquetries, with
whom [ laughed and firted. O! bow |
scorned their weakness
I was spending the summer at the sea-
side, and as usual was surrounded by ad-
mirers, all anxious to please-aye, by act
ing very slaves to each wbim Of mine. How
tired I grew of their simpering manners
Would [ never meet the man too noble to
be charmed by coquetry, and dauntless
enough to speak plainly to the firt of her
folly. "Ah," thought I, ''such a man is
worthy of love-"
[ was out on the ropks one morning, and
a, party of girls seated near me were chat
ting merrily, when one Of them exclaimed !:
go! girls, what do you think? Philip
Collision is coming down this afternoon. -
Isn't that elegant news p
The girls chimed in With "gorieus, de-
licious Q hoy nice r. and many other
EXPLANATIONS of delight, from WHICH | in-
ferred Philip Coltson was very important
person, to them at least.
"Look ct Clara" said the one who had
announced the expected arrival, chow list
less she appears Il did not choose to
let them know boy I had listened With Enore
than ordinary interest to the description Of
Philip Collision, nor that my curiosity was
excited to meet one who stood so high in
their estimation as noble character. p
Spripging up the rock /; she sat down beside
me, and said:
''Clara, did you know that Philip Colt
son was coming in this afternoons boat"
.No," I said earelessly, "Im not &C.
auainted with MIR. Collision, and how could
| be with his movements n
Don't know him I" she exclaimed, and
then, ''why, he is the handsomest, incest
and one Ct the richest men 10 Boston, and
all the girls are crazy about him..
80 ( perceive" I said, eelaly She
blushed, and seeing her confusion, said !:
"You forget, l am southerner, and
therefore it isn't strange am not acauaint
ed with the 'hondsomest, INCEST, and one Of
the richest men of your city
Clara" she said hastily, II do wish you
would stop being SO sarcastic. Ifyou think
you're going 10 add another string to your
bow, you are mistaken. Philip Collision
never firts; and be hates a coquette. -
"Thank you for your unsolicited ipformas
tion,'' I said coldly, and arose and went to
the hotel.
Philip Collision arrived. I could not but
acknowledge be was one to be appreciated,
and I felt It would be an honorito receive
tho love of so noble man. I was too proud
to let any one know that cared either for
him or Lis attentions; though jealousy
watched mis- slightest aetlon and when | saw
him onyersng with the other girls, | would
press my teeth firmly, and not look or ges-
ture of his would escape me. After our in
PRODUCTION, he seemed oblivious to the fact
of my existence though il We met he would
be polite, but never sought to engage nae in
conversation, and his difference SO incensed
me that fiirted worse than ever. I was
determined to conquer his Indifference, and
no one who saw me, knew that my smiles
were but mask, and that beneath the ap-
parently cold form, throbbed warm pas
sionate heart hungering for one kind word
from him, who sometimes showed utter con-
tempt for me.
! had just finished waltzing, and with my
partner was eongersing 10 lively tones at
one of the windows, which opened on the
piazza. Hearing some one pacing the tioor
outside, drew the curtain aside and looked
out It vas moonlight night, and ! saw
Philip Collision gazing sadly out at the
sparkling sea. He turned qnickly and our
eyes met. We both started, for in that
swift glance We read what each other had
been SO successful in concealing. His face
became deathly pale, and hastily moving
away, he went wandering over the rocks,
where my wild passionate love lured me te
follow him; but pride got the mastery, and
with feeling Of triumph and happiness
dropped the curtain for I knew he loVeo
me.
After that evening thought he vf94le
act differently toward me, but he did nos
and I was, o! so miserable! was sitting
watching the waves dashing against tn
rocks, while dancing moonlight beams ti'ttet
fairy-llike on the water keeping time to tn
thrilling music Of the ssa. I vas singing
softly ssThe Mermaid's Song" apd wa
startled BY some ope sayipg
"Too we'll thou playest the 'enchantress,
Clara Melville Art aware of thy power
which noas can resist? Dids't think to 'ur
another heart to lovs thee only to be re
pulsed Why sit ye here singiugj would q
! aat tho Mermaid Yn