Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1874-06-26

You aren't jealous, hope p she an
swered, gaily. Il never would hav'
thought that of you, John Fenwick, never!
No, am not jealous, had been his re
ply. Perhaps have had good cause fol
jealousy, but / am not afraid to trust yor
yet, Kittie. l think you are thonghtless
and acting from a spirit of girlsh mischief
If you will only stop and think about it so
berly, 1 think you will see that you are do,
ing wrong, and that most men would think
they had right to be jealous if they were
in my place. Think of it in its real light,
Kittie. Imagine yourself in my place and
I in yours. Would you like to have me
flirting with Miss Powell or Miss Standish ?
don't believe you would, Kittie.'
'Oh, shouldn't care, she laughed back.
Not the least in the world, John. Try it,
! if you want to. It's such fun y
| That was all the satisfaction he got then.
By-and-by he touched the subject again,
and they came near a lovers quarrel
But John, who had horror of lovers
quarrels, had the good sense to stop before
they came to angry words, and Of course
Kittie couldn't quarrel alone.
But now the lovers quarrel had come in
dead earnest. He was not the good ma
tured fellow she had taken him to be, if
she thought he could stand everything ,
he had told her. And Kittie, passionate
and quick in temper, had answered back
in hot, stinging words, and for half an hour
there had ragged tempest inside the par
lor. A little lull had come by Kittie's with
drawal from the scene and taking up her
position on the veranda where, for the sake
of showing how little she cared about it,
and being provoking, she sat and sang,
Within 4 mile of Edinboro' Town in
most exasperating way, as if the sole OBJ
ject she had in life, at that particular mo-
ment, was to see how many runs and trills
and other variations she could get into it.
At length he got up and joined her. She
looked up saucily, scarlet flush of hot
passion yet showing in her cheeks.
Il want to come to some understanding
in the matter, he said. will tell you what
want you to do. Either stop flirting with
Davenport, Or
'Or break off my engagement with you
Is that it p she cried.
Yes. if you choose to put it in that way
he answered, gravely. 4 have borne it
long enough-as long as l can, in fact
Everybody is talking about it. l don't
know that you care for him. Ifyou DO, of
course it would be far better for us to un-
derstand each other, right here. If you do
not, have a right to insist that you end
the affair by no longer receiving or encour-
aging DavenpOrt's attentions
You insist = Kittie's eyes flashed fire.
You insist I'd have you to understand
just one thing, John Fenwick, and that is
this:
You are not my master yet, and l shall
not be dictated to by you. l shall not
drop Mr.. Davenport, because you order
me to. l shall do Just as l please about
it, sirl'
Very well, he answered, pale and stern.
You understand what the consequences
will be, then p
Il do she answered, scornfully. You
need NOT wait rUr IneuI, MI. TeuwICK. L
will give you your freedom now, if you
want it. Here is your ring. Keep it for
IL 20 ho
dictated to oy you, and who will always
come and go at your royal will. Good
morning, SIR
And then, with scornfully indignant eyes
and mocking bow, Kittie left him, and shut
the door in his face. He turned slowly and
walked away. Kittie, from behind the
curtain of her window saw him 90 away.
The impudent man = she cried, shaking
her fist at him, to dare to tell me what l
must not do I'll teach him that I'll do
just as please, for all of him.
But by and by better thoughts came to
her. Il suppose l have been to blame
she said reluctantly, for she hated TO ac-
knowledge it, even to herself. But he
needn't have made fool of himself by be-
ing jealous of me. lie might know didn't
care anything for Davenport, but the men
can't see an inch ahead of their noses. I'll
let him think I'm mad for awhile, and
when think he's had time to get ashamed
of himself I'll come around and everything
will turn out nicely, and III be good after
that and not worry the poor fellow any
more.
Kttie's plan was good enough, but it
failed to work as she intended it to. When
she got ready to take John back into her
good gr.ces and forgive him, he was gone
and no one knew where to. The days
slipped by, and Kittie hoped that he would
come back or write but her hope was
vain one. He had taken her at her word,
evidently, and henceforth they were to be
strangers to each other.
And was the only one to blame sob
bed Kittie. 1t was all my doings, and |
loved him loved him y