Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1873-03-15

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when returned. She " - dressed In
= blue, thin ganze STUFF and 5 fsIlI OF
lace Mt the throat an9 wrist. She
lnoksd exesed!agly pretty, aId told
her 30.
Good 20 aha cried, bringing hss
shapsly hands together. I" dressed
purpcseiy 70 make You pay. compl.-
ments and have succeeded. Am
really, truly pretty ?"
fAnd my eyes are not bold, and I
do not seem q tro0perW
"Your eyes are the sweetest IN the
world, and you seem like an ANGEL
She breathed long breath.
How nice! Now, vherehaye yog
been ?n
ITO see Fred-the finest young fel-
low alive Got rich uncle in India,
somewhere, and is his heir.n
docs sthatconstitute his firmness?"
he said, scornfully.
According to a woman's idea,
yes. But that is not all. He's
splendid fellow, good, intelligent,
steady.r
"Rather q pleasant fellow" she
acknowledged, "and be waltzes like
an angel.p
" Are angels proficient in that ac-
complishmentm laughed.
"Well, suppose" retorted She
"You call me an angel, and j waltz
beautifully"
I should never have recognized
Miss Whiting for the grill ] had
known before. She dropped her quiet,
calm, child-like self, assumed the
gay, dazzling mask Of Captain Kate.
She dressed becomingly and ele-
gantly, yet with no show or glare of
color, or else it would not have been
becoming. She studied my taste
in all things, and fairly dazzled me
with her wit and beauty. Yet |
think / missed Miss Whiting sorely,
for a few days after her departure and
Kate's advent. We walked, we sat,
we drove, we talked together. Fred
occupied the spare moments, and,
few as they were, he seemed very
hopeful; for Fred was always hopeful
about all things, though he never
succeeded in anything. He had paid
his undivided attention to three
young ladies, at different times, and
been certain of success, and each time
failed. He WAS not cast down, how
ever, but was now looking confident
ly forward to his union with Captain
Kate.
"You have helped me great deal,
BeD,n he would say, and thank you
heartily for your kind words. When
1 am settled, consider my home
yours.p
Certainly 1 would respond, 'T
will, Fred"
So three weeks slipped by, and in
two more should depart. Our fir
tation continued unabated. Kate
was bewildering, and / sometimes
trembled for my own safety. Once,
when standing very near TO her, my
lips somehow came in contact with
hers, and / never felt quite safe after
that day. kissing prOvoketh love,n
/ said, "and will avoid that here
after.u
So did, and we sailed, and rode
and fiirted deliciously through the
remaining two weeks, and one morn
ing / arose with the uncomfortable
feeling upon me that it had all come
to an end, and was to leave on the
forenoon train. i also arose with an
other knowledge-that / was very
much in love with Captain Kate; yes,
decidedly, irrevocably in love. / had
an odd feeling, too, that il was just
what Captain Kate intended; and
determined to keep my secret locked
in my breast. So I eomplimented
in her in the cid mock way, through
the morning, and was conscious that
under all her gayety there was iurk-
ing Disappointment. And then /
mo re1 fx- = - 81.
arbor to say the last farewell.
With my most heartfelt thanks
for the pleasant filtration you have
indulged me in, and hoping you all
happiness in the future, / will say
goodbye
"And who will 1 dress for now,
and who will pay me pretty compli-
ments and admire me @'
Erred will serve as a substitute,
won't he?" / asked, but she shook
herhead gayly.
Erred is not frivolous enough"
Thanks for the compliment"
laughed. "And now may the Fates
provide for your return to the town.
So l left her with greater pain in
my heart than / ever had before, q
pain that grew deeper and deeper
every step l took till at the foot OF
the hill it became eunendurable, andI
turned about and walked defiantly
back to the arbor-Captain Kateis
face was in her hands, and tears were
falling upon her dress.
Kate" l said softly, "What is
the matter?n
She started violently and then
laughed through her tears.
II hurt my finger with q thorn,
and it made me cry.D
LET me extract the thorn, f." said,
putting my arm around her waist.
"And l came hack to tell you that 1
/ was tired of make believe and
want to play love in earnest will
you?"
"Why-I suppose / could-onIy
"Only what, Kate?'
Why, about the grand fiirtati0nr'
ave will end it in q grand we'd
ding,u ] said.
"I guess that would be a good
a book in her hand, seated in said ar
Dor.
81 beg your pardon, ''I did not
know the place was occupied"
MAKE believe that it isn,t,u she
said, "and come in. There is ample
room, and am so much interested
in my book, that l shall not even see
you.n
Feeling decidedly eomplimentsd at
the closing sentence, seated myself
on the opposite bench and opened my
book. But did not progress rapid
Iy. Miss Whiting was so interesting
in repose, made such pretty good
looking picture sitting there, thatI
could not but watch her.
How interested she seemed to be in
her book, and how utterly oblivious OF
my presence! Was such q nOnen-
ity then? j began to feel very un-
IL she would only
glance at mel but she wOuIdn't.
Once she picked some crawling thing
rom her dress and tossed it out at
the door, but never glanced at me.
"Miss Whiting" / said at length.
pardon me, but am tired Of max
ng believe. had rather think the
lrbor occupied"
miss Whiting kept on reading,
md answered quietly:
'Very well, consider me here"
Not to be worsted in this way, I
aid coldly:
"weIl, but want you to talk to
ne.u
She closed her book, keeping her
LENDER hand between the pages, aud
lifted her childishly calm eyes to my
ace.
at Is q very pleasant evening, Mr..
Iester," she said with perfect gravi-