Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1874-03-27

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4 the use of my talking about it to. you
3 you can't understand
sOne can imagine, said modestly.
You must find wife as soon as posi-
ble,' said the widow, looking intently a
the hem of her handkerchief. You ar
only living half a life, now. All !you can
not think how much happier you wonld b.
with some gentle, clinging being at you
lside-some congenial soul to mirror YOU
town.
sInstinctively laid my hand on my
heart. .l5 ~
do not fancy that I shall lose a, minut,
in the search I said. i have alread.
pictured to myself the pleasures Of new
leXistence.' Ia 81 sas8 '
Have you p the brown eyes shot ar
arch, challenging sparkle. Tell me al
Iabout her, ..,s.ss.a $50 81
/ DO you really wish to know =
of course / do.
L congratulated myself mentally Oh The
fine progress l was making, considering
the small practice in love-makingl that
had had Bob Carter himself with all, his
ready tongue and good looking face, could
mot have carried on Irritation more neat
lly.' Eas9 aaa em
SIS she fair or dark p questioned the
widow, with the prettiest Of interest,"
Neither about your complexion = %
sOh!' laughed my interlocutor, with a
charming pink suffuSion over her dimples.
rs she young 2
! Yes, about your age
pretty 2
More than pretty-beautiful.
The widow arched her perfectly pencilled
eyebrows. what devoted husband you
| will make and when are you to be mar
ried p
%, I don't know, yet.'
Are you acquainted with Mr.. Carter, Mrs.
Alvern's brother p asked the widow pres
entity"
Yes answered, with a little grimace.
"A self -conceited, disagreeable puppy
DO you think so p asked the widow,
doublfully. ra 6 -.j
'Of course, as every body else. So will
you when you meet him.
Shall I?'
A man who thinks because he's got a
handsome face and smooth tongue, that
nobody else has any business in crea-
ton. ~
Dear, dear = twittered my companion
that's very bad indeed .3aa
sOf course. he will pay good deal of at
tention to you, if you are to be his sisters
guest, pursued but it won't do to en-
courage him.
Mop
BY no means. He's a professional
firt.'
is it possible
sAnd 1 mentally shook hands with my
self for having thus deity put spoke in
Bob's wheel. g-.4ss.s ye 81
First impressions are everything, and I
certainly had been beforehand with the
pretty widow. Neither had I any com"
Functions of conscience, for hadn't Bob
been playing practical jokes of all styles
and compilations ON me, ever since we had
entered the bar side, by side
Stupid Tom, had been his pet name for
me, always but this wasn't so very stu
pid a game, after all. While [ was thus
metaphorically hugging myself, the con-
ductor bawled out Glendale, and I sprang
up to assist my lovely companion out of
the car, cheerfully burdening myself with
bags, baskets, parasols and bulky wraps.
AS we stepped upon the platform, l near
ly tumbled into the arms of-Bob Car
ter. h.
Halo, Tomb was his inelegant greeting.
You don grow any lighter as you grow
older.''
4 was about to retort bitterly, when a
sudden change came over his face, as he
beheld the little widow behind me.
'Gertie + he exclaimed clasping both her
hands in his.
Eyes, Robert, she answered with spark
ling eyes and flushed cheeks. THAT gen.
tleman has got my parcels; he has been
very kind to me-
oh, has he though !? Well, we won't
trouble him any further. I am much
obliged to you, Tom, and Well send-you
cards to the wedding
TO what wedding p gasped.
Didn't you tell him, Gertie :? Why tc
our wedding, the tenth Of next month, to be
sure. Au revoir Tom, be careful for m,
sake
And that was the last ever saw Of my
daisy faced widow. For if you think
was mean-splrited enough to go to that
wedding, you are mistaken in my charac-
ter