Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1874-05-04

with his chosen Jill beside him, bowls
along the open country roads at pace
to be settled by his own taste and the
powers of his horse Now, the Blackville
moon being just at present at the full,
iolli6cation of this sort had been arrang-
ed for the morrow evening, aud Charley
accordingly took an early opportunity to
make sure of Miss Adela Brent.
But, if the truth must be told, Miss
Adela was growing rather tired of this
rustic homage. Add to which, that her
own particular young man" had just
come from town to see her, and it will
be easily perceived that Charley chanc-
es were not so good as he fondly imag-
ined. The pair stood in the porch, watch
ing him as he approached, and indulg-
ing In comments which, if there be any
truth in proverbs, should have made his
ears tingle
"0h it is US Father Noah intends
honoring with visit" remarked Mr..
Walter Wilmington, when Charley's
ark" as the other had irreverently
dubbed his carriage, drew up before the
gate. ''Am to leave you to a tete-c-tete,
Adela %
''Oh, for mercy's sake, no y answer
ed Adela, ''for he is such bore '-(poor
Charley h-''he would stay forever !''
So Charley waited in vain for Mr..
Wilmington to go and give him a chance
to make known his errand At last, as
it became evident that he did not intend
going, and Charley could in decency
wait no longer, he opened the subject
with an introductory remark on the fine
ness of the weather
Good weather for green things non-
chalantly observed Mr.. Wilmington,
with glance that Charley easily under
stood
ESPECIALLY the carrot crop" returned
Charley, with an equally Ineligible
look at his new acquaintance's perfumed
luxuriant locks, which undoubtedly did
bear on the auburn After which little
exchange of civilities, Mr.. Wilmington
retired into the privacy of his segar-
smoke and Charley proceeded to make
his request.
"Well, | don't know" replied Miss
Adela, languidly playing with her fan
"that sort Of thing is so apt to be tire.
some-don't you think so % Charley
who certainly had not thought she found
that or any other sort of thing tiresomt
inzlrs UvasPau5. rrnIuIuou spccUn1ess
while she resumed, Il am afraid yol
really must excuse me this time-but
dare say. Mr.. Dennis, Miss Florenc,
Wells would be happy to 60 if you ask
ed her.
The blood rushed to Charley's face a
this last piece of politeness. and he tool
his leave of the young lady, inwardly
vowing that he would excuse her not on
( ly for that, but for all future time tina
if she were to remain for the rest of he
natural life in Blackville she should b
troubled with no more tiresome atten
tions from him.
"Florry. indeed T. he said to himself
Indignantly. ''She may sneer if sh
likes, but she's not one half so nice a
Fiorry-and, take away the frizzes an
founces, l do believe not one half S
pretty p
He really did believe it. none the les
that it was wounded vanity which ha
opened his eyes to the perception. And
with all his anger and modification
there was mingled an odd sense of re
lief, which would seem to indicate tha
1t was nothing deeper than his fame
which had been taken by Miss Brent
What if were to ask Florry ?" hi
reflections went on. ''Only it is so Ion
since I've been near her. But then, sh
is such a sweet-tempered little thins
I've half mind to risk it, And th
end of it was that he did risk it an
that was how be came to give Julia WI
lis occasion to quote very unhatterin
old proverb on his behalf And now, {
he has waited at the gate quite Ion
enough, we will let him in, and see no
he Jared within doors.
1t was an absurdly constrained inte
view. Neither Florry nor Charley fe
equal to bearing the burden Of the col
yersation. Julia could have done it we
enough, if she had chosen, but she wou
not. So there were meaningless remark
interspersed with pauses longer than tt
code Of well-regulated society admits.
at is quite while since | was here
blundered Charley after one of these.
| sheer despair of anything better to say
Il wonder what you are here for now
retorted Julia, unable longer to keep s
; lence, while Florry stitched as if f
dear life
Charley could not very well answ
| the truth. and, not knowing what else
answer, he held his tongue. Julia, ho'
5 ever, had no scruples to hold hers, whie
: moreover, at the best of times was a
| to be an unruly member, SO she said
e her downright way
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