The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1873-07-26

yers received me and presented me 4
Mr., Mrs and Miss Maynard MIR. May,
nard was 4 portly gentleman, rathe
youug.loOking Tor his wife, whose appear
9ncc was quito ancient and rather IN
pleasant; and / was sorry TO observe tina
he didn't seCm Is attentive as one likes 4
sec middle.aged gentlemen TO their wives
and to my already Jealous mind he seemed
u little DESTROYS OF a filtration with TIT
young lady. But oh, that young lady
She wasa blOnde-nOt pale, washed out
white hued blonde; but passion ard fin
incarnatc. Her hair was golden ( sweal
TO heavens II was not red, moi inthe least
and great masses Of sunlight seemed hid
deu in it, so that when itrippled about he
tiny ears the Light was almost painiuI
And her eyes Ach Colt, what eyes
Moonlight CLEANS, IN quiet, shadowy for
Gsts-hOt, sCorchilg Moons in widest Jun
gles--all strange contrasts and conceptions
were expressed in those eyes. They
flashed and thrObbGd and faded, vert
brilliant and tender and utterly cold BY
turns. Then the lashes, long and dark
that hid them 30 olten-ior she was 30 70
served and retiring that ahe mostly lei
them droop, only raising them when shC
spoke earnestly-how lovely they looked
She was musical, too, and sang "DOnizet
tbs L'Addio" with me so dlVlnely that
could not help asking her TO let me drive
her out next day, adding; by way Of keep
ing up my character Of private tutor
"You know / am almost one Of the family
here, and 1t Is quite impossible Tor you to
treat me as q stranger" For q moment
she hesitated In her reply, and then lifted
up those magnificent eyes to my lace as
she said, " shall be very happy,-only,
Mr.. Smith" with q charming lingering
accent on my pamA which, thank heaven!
IL not Smith, II am somewhat afraid Of
you. IL am 80 young, and this is my
fist summer season. IgitquIte right Tor
me to acceptS' Iassured her that It was
entirely correct, and referred her to her
friend b. authority And wouldn't she
tell me why she wBs afraid of me ~ But,
no. She only blushed and laughed lit
tie, and said It was quite impossible to tell
me now-"though, perhaps" gathering up
her gloves and fan as abe spoke, tone OF
these DAYS ahe might" As offered my
arm and we walked through the rooms to
the hall and thence to the piazza, | never
felt so happy in all my life, We happen.
ed TO pass full.length mirror in the hall,
and started to see how lovely she was;
and must say that l suited her-n0t that
] have any vanity, you know, but we &C.
corded, as musical people would say.
"Do you know" l said, as we stood
listening TO tho surf rolling heavily in,
''that TO me night like this seems TO
speak directly and with authority Of that
first great Cause whose messenger II Is !"
The above was the opening, in slight
ly inverted form Of one Of my recently
composed essays. ~ 80
"Thcn you do not believe in the theory
OF Descartesy"
Certainly not,D / IearlesaIy responded.
(By tho way, what Is Descartes theory?
l meant to have found out, but somehow
forgot itl
could do so too! But that beautiful ex-
preston Of human faith, Our Father is
TO me incomprehensible."
felt myself going. Ten minutes more,
and should be overwhelmed in theology
and exhibiting my ignorance in fright
full way. So answered quite sternly,
"You should not think Of these things.
Life is too beautiful to be wasted in idle
pleasure, but It is quito as bad 10 fret and
mar It with useless sophisms or weari-
some strivings after light denied us by
infinite wisdom. All, Miss Maynard. (she
started, for l suppose that involuntarily l
had spoken her name tenderly,l l have
seen SO many lives, the purest and noblestI
lives. those which should have been the
happiest, darkened, and perhaps made
in this way! shall be sad In.
deep If you suffer yours to be shlpwrecked
on this rock. .-......
"You are very kind. 1t is very pleas
ant to have you talk to mo earnestly and
frankly. l have not thought that men
often spoke so TO womeh.n I'D
n hardly think they do, unless they
like tho woman. beg your
pardon" added, as something In her
face told me I had said too much, "but
you must remember that ! have heard 30
much of you from Miss Denvers, you
know, that l find myself talking TO you
as II had-And in truth l haVe-known
you for long time" sHa....
= '"Do you talk 60 to Miss DGnVGrs ?" said
she, with the shadowol a smile lurking
in the corners Of her mouth.
al feel that might without rudeness,
If | could truthiully." The smile wan.
dered about until 1t nearly lost Itself in
her dimples, and then deepened into "a
merry laugh.
~ cannot handle the fOils with you;
you are too clever, and l suppose ! ought
10 be angry with you; but then I'm not;
so | won't pretend to b." ~, ..
"You ought not to be angry, and the
pretense would do no good! -liaucyy you
are rather honest"
ayes! IhaLo dishonest people"
"Do you know I think tricky people,
and people who can't get mad, arc the
most despiCable oil human creatures "
"Do you ever get mad o gentle
knight" laughed she.
"DoIP Yea, 1t was not very long ago
that your faithful knight overstepped the
bounds of all politeness, and nearly tore
down the very roof under which We now
stand in his wrath" .-.....
"What in tho world was he doing it for?"
"He was defending his fair name against
q cruel SANDER"
"And who was the wretch, and what
was tho accusation ?"
1.-THE name, y Queen, must not be spo.
ken, but tho accusation was that ! was q
Nirt."
"a flirtp shC turned on me quickly and
Indignantly. $50 you are q fliTt p- y
"Before heaven! l deny 1t, Miss May.
nard." .....
Again she started.
ado you know she said5 alter little
pause, u believe your have met very
lew gentlemen, but l am sure you are
honest and good" Il
IT thank you more truly than you, per.
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