The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1875-08-27
ONLY A HEART.

The last speaker stretched himself
lazily on the sward, and tossed his cigar
down the path with the utmost epnui.
He was man OF the world apparently
strong, bold and well knit--one made Tor
| the rOugher, sterner, realities Of life;
| be might defy the mightiest men or woo
| the loveliest women. In his lazy, cool
| Indifference he was a study.
There were three of them living at
"Rouscourt," keeping bachelors hall.
| Tue elite courted them, for the three dis
| themselves very attractive socially. Oc-
| casionally they visited; that is, Mr.. Til
den and Allison called on the ladies
Mr.. Neville was always too busy or. too
indolent for society.
And now the whole country was teem-
ing with news of q fete TO be given at the
"Bower,"
HNo, Tilden, won't 60, for l hate to
| be bored, and to be with half a dozen wo-
men dayl Sacra blue-I should die"
"N Nonsense, Neville; you needn't meet
any one you don't care to. 1t is the
loyeliesL pace in the State, with the
cutest nooks, and glens, and alcoves,
where you can see all tie beau monde
a touch OF le dlable in him, and wont
hear OF going. lodon't want to be Che
only representative OF "Rouscourt."
lie did go, and was standing upon the
cliffs looking down on the beautiful
scene below. The tiny brook ran mer-
rily. with an incessant babble at his
leer. while beyond the lawn was filed
with gay and laughing groups of girls
and boys. Ladies and gentlemen were
sauntering idly along, playing croquet,
flirting lazily, or getting heated and
tired, dancing to the iull, delicious
strains of an elegant band. He only, of
all the world, seemed dreary and stern.
Was that life: Was it really the world
OF pleasure he was stunning? Who
down in that little valley OF life and
one. A curl of the naughty, lmperious
Inns followed these reflections.
This way, Mr.. TIlden; know the
;nooks around these ellis. Come, let's
explore this tangled chaos Oflerns."
The speaker leaped from rock to rock,
graceful as a fawn in every movement,
trusting as a child, yet Dewitching as a
houri IN her seli-imposed guidance. On
down she sprang, Until she Stood in front
of Neville, aud then only a little musical
cry of surprise, a sparkling glance from
the isorceress eyes, and she flashed BY
like u asunsnine.
A hall hour afterward Tilden mad left
her in an arbOr surrounded %yltfflo Wers,
while he went in search OF Neville.
She was not beautiful, and yet there
was fascination in every movement, a
grace in every gesture. She was an Or
,phan, and the world had educated her;
a shallow aunt had cultured Tue rare,
deep nature, and the Tree was following
the bending Of the stem.
.'But do come, Neville; certainly you
are tired olsmokihg. lwantyou to know
Miss Lell."
Tue two strolled down to the harbor
where she sat, and Neville bowed coldly
to Ibis '.child woman.
'sMr. Neville, why hayen'tyou honored
therdancersY lac ladies won't feel f1aJ-
.ered y your preference for your own
1t was the tone OF cool impertinence,
while she scarcely noticed him, that
made him angry. and, with the calmest
he replied:
81 hale W0men."
Now she raised those eyes with their
mystic fascination, aud answered:
$50 do l. Now you will have to ac-
knowledge one bond OF sympathy with a
woman"
WHAT was there in those fathomless
eyes to hold him spell-bound? And
still, hours later, they were together;
The guests were ieavlpg, yet he fingered,
allured by the siren voice and circean
eyes. Yes; stood. bending low over the
railing, listening to the brilliant, wit,
sparkling repartee of the flashes of gen.
Ius whlcn sne hurled to the throng in
soft, womanly witchery.
"We must 20, too"
Then she asked, half saucily:
. StYnu are k0frV- mon bpd2k Qirppv
The tiny, tempting laps were parte d
roguishly, her soit delicate cneeks were
tlngiing with conscious triumph. He
bent down until the fair English mus
tache almost touched the golden brown
braids, as he said:
II snail see you again, without doubt"
"Shall you, indeeuf 1t used to take
two to make an engagement. Perhaps
you shall; but in case you don't, good
bye."
She was gone; and he stood gazing,
moodily down at the vacant seat. "Yes,
she is u woman, but, like those rich, ex-!
Otic plants, she is exquisite because
rare" Thus thinking, he strblled down
the lawn and joined his friend.
"Do you think her pretty, Neville ?"
asked Tiiden, as they drove home.
"No; only grand"
"Aho thought his companion, "he likes
her little-perhaps much; we wall wait
and see the emu"
Thus weeks glided away, until the
autumn, with It's crushed leaves and
soughing winds, brought the pleasure
seekers from the springs and made them
seek comfort In more rustic amusements
''Neyile, what are you going TO do?
You don't mean to say you are on visit
ing tour for the last three daysf You
have been dressing and riding-what ON
earth is iIr'
s'Sacristil can'ta man dressw
"1e would be y torlorn object de-