The Republican. [volume] (Maryville, Tenn.) 187?-187?, 1873-12-06
LOST OR WON AT WIMBLEDON.

81 shall look out for you at Wimble-
ton"
Those were his last words as he put
her into her carriage after the Hor-
woods pleasant dance words that had
dwelt in her memory more than she
wOuld care, perhaps, to acknowledge.
And it was with undisguised pleasure
that she now turned to answer his eager
greeting.
Very pretty she looked in her dainty
dress and ribbons; aud so Ralph Leiccs-
ter thought when he met the earnest
glance of her gray eyes uplifted to his
He felt as though he could then and
there have pledged himself her life
long slave, instead of pressing on about
the heat and the shooting, and thou
sand other commonplace, which 90 10
make up an ordinary conversation. As
it was, / think his gaze was sufficiently
expressive, and that Margaret Dcue APP
Yasasssatad its silent eloqucnce quito as
much rs she would have done more out
spoken admiration.
They had met for the first time Mt "a
picnic some two wears before, and then
not seen each other again till the dance
7 have referred to; but each held "a
lively remembrance of the pleasant day
spent together, and had been glad to
renew their acquaintance. Now they
seemed quite like old friends, and more
than one remark was made during the
dav on the attention Leicester was pay
ing to that pretty Miss Dene while the
men wondered, as they VIII DO some
times, what the latter found in her com
pauion so attractive. Handsome young
exquisites looked down upon him from
/ the superiority of their good looks and
! greater number Of inches, and said that,
/ - by Jove she'd a funny taste - reflect
| ing, perhaps, on her apparent blindness
20 their perfections, and evident liking
for the "ugly little barrister." Ugly
he was but IN spite Of his plain face
an I somewhat short stature there was
talent and power in his strongly marked
( features. aud an iudeScribable freshness
and vigor about his character which
/ Margaret Dene at once recognized and
admired.
No luncheon party could be merrier
than that which gathered in the tent OF
Charlie Dene, captain of the -- rifles.
His own spirits was Cverhowing, and his
! guests seemed TO have caught the infec
tion of his gayetv.
'WhO knows whether the report Is
true that Clara Rivers has gone off witt
Tom LghtfoOt Of the Engineers? 2" asked
somebody.
Il do" answered Charlie. " Ole
Rivers told me about it himself this
morning He's furious, and says they
shall neither of them ever touch
penny of his money. BY the bye
Travers, he added, turning round sud
5 denly upon q cOnceited, foolish-lOokinl
young man at his side, eve ought t,
condole with you, [ fancy; were yO1
not rather sweet in that quarter?'
e ''Not at all, 3" answered Travers, try
. ing vainly TO look unconcerned. "I-
awe We're only amusing ourselves.
y 50 Oh, ] see, said voice from the en-
= of the table; "attention without inter
- ton, as somebody has defining flirting
q Very kind of you though, old fellow, t
: let her use you as a blind. Or perhap
she despaired of your ever coming t
e the point, and it's pique after all, tha
e has led her into this mawiage?'
IS Such roar of laughter followed thi
'- sally that Charlie called for order, an
e begged to know the cause of it.
= "Dd yOu never hear that story
% said Bob Lambert, fixing his merciles
It ewes on poor Travers, who was becon
e ing more and more uncomfortabl
= under this chalf cone evening. th
s lovely Clara threw over our friend her
S for waltz with trOistCUpS Charlie, an
# when he called her 90 order for he
q faithlessness she only laughed. Ira,
II ers could not understand such indiffe
d ence, until at last the happy thougl
= occurred to him that he had himse
IS danced three times with a certain youn
e lady in blue. 4 know why you did IT
/. he said, inspired with this new idea
e 1T was pique.' 'Pique Mr.. Travers
:, replied Flora and they said her fac
l. was quite sublime III its innocence:
n don't know the word what does
s mean? {? BY the bye, Inever heard vol
b answer, he added, across the table. {
r the unhappy youth; rather difficult
r find Que, was it not ?"
"How charming Quite a situation
chimed III another voice, with such q
4 exact imitation Of Travers's speech an
!, manner, that Charlie, in his character
h host, began to feel things had gone f,
n enough and to turn the tide of conve
I sation he broke it with a question on h
a cousin Margaret's long tete-a-tete wit
e Ralph Leicester.
r Who do You think I saw to-da.
Meg2 Your old friend, Cecil Collins