Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1874-08-01


thought could do that, and l have
loved him yes, suffered myself te
love him; to hope that ] might lei
him know in some way that if he
chose he might have me. But he
is poor and proud, and l, when the
opportunity comes, fail to make my
self understood. l cannot be un'
maidenly,, and yet l am loosing him
After all, does he care? He can
easily enough forget me for silly Miss
White. Does he think she appreci
ates his talents more highly than I
All he does not know how l wor
ship his geniusw
"You are distraite," murmured
Stonington Farleigh. "COme out
and have a talk on the veranda."
And she goes; and so the even,
ing passes away, and the first OF
her days at Narragansett is ended.
We shall not enter into the de-
tails of the events which occurred
during the next week. Suffice it to
say that they had their mOdicum OF
gayety germans at the Jones Hill,
clam -bakes, luncheons at the studio,
dips in the surf, where pretty bath.
ing-dresses were displayed on pref
ty forms. Miss Ponsonby was even
here the queen of all, for she was a
born swimmer. and her graceful
evolutions were the envy of all the
girls. Sometimes, with a merry
party, she bowled instead of bath
ing, and though the alley was an
easy one to play in, her skill was
great.
That Miss Ponsonby was belle
every one acknowledcd. That she
should be, surprised no one for it
was simply an established fact that
Miss Ponsonby was always belle.
The days thus passed along !;
summer days, when it is pleasant
to lounge and he lazy; when life
seems only a bright dream, contain.
ing no realities.
A sky unusually brilliant lit up the
bay and pier one morning two weeks
from the events recorded above.
A picnic was on the tapis, and had
created unusual excitement. Point
Judith with it's far-famed lighthouse
was to be the destination, and the
ladies were busy arranging cos.
tunes that would not be spoilt by
"rougbing it," and yet should be
both becoming and stylish. Shade
hats and jaunty Leghorns were
brought out and placed on shapely
heads. Large wagons were hired
for the occasion and appropriately
decorated, and the afternoon of the
picnic proved superb. A party Of
four occupied rockaway turnout,
such as is common to Narragansett,
and in this party was included Miss
Ponsonby and Mr.. Farleigh, Miss
Hartright and Mrs. Mamie.
Gayly tie party sped away from
the hotel-smiles and laughter the
order of the day. The drive was
superb along the road by the rocks,
then off into the country, kissed by
the rays of the bright August sun,
at last reaching the jut of land call :
ed Point Judith. Arrived here,
couples paired off on the beach to
see the wreck and have quiet firta-
tions. Some of the older people re-
mained behind to prepare a cola.
tion, others assembled the tortuous
stairs Of the lighthouse to inspect
the famous light.
Charlotte Ponsonby felt somehow
very lonly and sad, and refused to
accompany any of her friends on
the beach. She aided the older Ia
dies in preparing the collation., but
when that was done ate little and
seemed not herself.
"To-day is the last day I shall
stay at Narragansett," she was say
ing to herself. "Monday l shall
leave, and think / shall return d.
rectly to New York and prepare to
go abroad. 1t is no use my conceal.
ing the fact that my visit here is a
failure, for the purpose 1 proposed
to execute is an impossibllity. He
does not care for me; indeed, 1 be-
lieve, he loves another. Such is
life and such the penalty of riches.
One cannot have everything in this
world l must be contentw
Charly Ponsonby scarcaly knew
how she managed to get through
with the picnic. She hoped that
she laughed at the right time,
though she felt much more like cry