Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1873-05-22

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wHAr-A PRETTY LITTLE HAND,
Tan soe bsshfai. man. Generally
spesting. lam fully as confident and for.
yard A nn<t ofmy ssx. I dress yell,
denee vel. sang well. | don't tread on Ia.
dies dresses when I make nv bow I
have notthc trick Of coloring 10 the roots
Of my hair when I am spoken to. We.
thers ses.one period ~ my lie when oil
ny inertia seelea - my own eyes insig-
9i6eans, and I frlt very modess, not to
~ keshfsl, Ii uas when vas in love.
H. neeis 4 did not know where
n, put my hands and fess. hid men.
tioal that 10 those same hands and Zee.
consists my chief beauty. They are both
small.
Three years sgo I fell in lore. I did
not 20 into il uie,ly-weishing my idols
PROJECTIONS against her defects. I fell in,
head aud ears, txo seconds after the in
PRODUCTION.
/ "Mr. Haynes, Miss Arnold" said a
mutual friend. and loi I was desperately
in love. She vas fairy like figurr, with
long. brown curis floating over a snowy
neck and shoulders. and falling down on
the waist Of an enchanting blue dress
Her large, dark blue eyes wcrc full of
saucy light, yet how tender and loving
they could look. (This found out la
ter. r. ~f..-.. .... -. .-.
OF all the provoking, tantalizing little
coquettes that ever leased the heart Of a
poor man. Spsy Arnold was the most be.
vitching. would pass an evening with
/ her aud 60 homo certain that one more
interview would make me the hsppiest Of
men; but the next time I met her. a cool
nod and Indifferent glance threw down all
my castles. She was very cautious. New
er "A word did she drop to make me believe
that she Lowell me. and We, her hand would
linger in mine. aud her color ri.o If I
looked my feelings. and her eyes droop.
to be raised again in moment, full OF
laughing defiance. She declared her in
tentisn to be an old maid, most emphat-
ically, and in the next sentence would
add
II never did love. but If I should take
a fancy to anybody I should love him like
like house aire. Though" she would
say carclessiy. II never saw anybody yet
worth setting my thoughts upon"
tried in thousand ways to make her
bc'ray some interest in myself Propose
outright could not She had way,
whenever | tried it, of looking in my face
with an air of grave a,te ntion and pro-
found interest. that was equivalent in its
effect to knocking me down; it took all
! the breath sni VI no., .......s.... -.
Oae evening willie there I was scised
with violent headache. told her l was
subject to such attacks, and the gypsy.
putting on q grave face. gave mc lee.
ture on the subject Of health, winding up
with
THE best thing you can do is to get q
wife to take care of you. and to keep you
from over study. ! advise you to do it
if you can &c. any body to have you"
Indeed" said |. rather piqued. there
are too many! l refrain from selection
for fear of breaking other hearts. How
fond all these ladies are Of me - Ia1ied,
concei.edly. a. tho can't see that am
particularly fascinating"
Neither can l." said Susy. with an ait
Of perfect simplicity.
" Can't you?" said I. 81 hoped
hoped" Oh. that dreadfully attentive
face Of hers! THAT is. Miss Susy.
thought. perhaps-oh my head! my
head :" and l buried my face in the cush-
ion.
docs it ache you so badly % and she
put her caol little hand among my curls.
felt the thrill her fingers gave me oil the
way to the toes of my boots. My head
being really very painful. was obliged to
leave but all the way home, the soft.
cool touch Of those little fingers fingered
on my brow. ...
Soon after this it became necessary for
me to leave the city on business. An Of.
fer of lucrative partnership in tho South.
in the Office of lawyer friend Of mine.
made me decide to extend my trip and
see how the land lay One thug wa.
certain. l could not leave home for months.
perhaps for years, withon, some answe,
from Susy. go. dressed in my faultles,
costume. and full of hope. went to Mr.
Arnold's. Susy was in the parlor. at the
piano. alone She nodded gaiiy rs ca me
in. but continued her song. 1t vas i've
something to tell you
At the words. / love you / adore
you! she gave me such a glance. vas
ready to PROSTATE myself; but. sweeping
back the eurls with laughing defiance. che
warbled. But I'm talking 10 my sleep.
Then / cried. '.you lore me when
You sleep. May think so r.
."oh! yes. d you choose; for Rory
O'Moore says dreams 60 BY cOn,raries. you
| know"
Isat down beside her.
AIR I said, .Rory's idol dreamed sh,
hated him.
Yes said Susy. 'tha. was the differ.
enee between his case aud yours
We cha;,e3 away for time. At last
Miss Susy. came up this evening Il
tell you that IL"
How she was lisscuingl A brirh,
thought struck me; would tell her oil
my journey. and in the emotion she uai
certain to besrsy it would be easy to de.
clare my bore. rr-
Miss Susy.' I said. i am going South
Tomorrow.
She s~eps her hands scroas the keys o
the piano into stormy polka. I tried d
zee her lace but, her euris fell over it.