The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1876-03-22
ONLY JUST LIZZIE.

"Hallo, Bowen / thought you had
cut the city" cried Cliff Somers, as
he met his friend, Seymour Bowen, in
Market street.
"Haven't found boarding place to
my notion yet" said Seymour, as he
shook Cliffs hand.
Haven't your Lucky, now, that l
can tell you the very place. Nice
folks, nice house. nice tablet Fine
girls there, too Ever heard of the
Mortimers
"Horace Mortimer's familyi"
Exactly. He died about two years
since, you may remember. Widow
purchased a place over on the Jersey
shore, and keeps boarders. Here, I'll
give you the address: Mrs. Horace
Mortimer, King street, East station
"Thank you, thank you, Cliff I'll
go over this very day, and see how |
like the lock of the land"
"Oh, you'll like il. / stayed there
two months last summer. Would this,
il / could get away. But, brother
Tom is gone, you know, and / have to
play pater, ,JdmiiiGs for Laura and the
little cubs. Say, Bowen, don't you
lose your heart to Miss Augusta Nor
timer"
"No dangerl" laughed Bowen.
II don't know about thatl She's a
beauty, and no mistake! Nobody can
resist her."
Then how is it you came Off scot
free"
"Oh, she wouldn't have looked at
me- Pn not rich, as you are. II
would not have done any good. But
there; l must be or See you when
you come back from jersey"
Cliff sprang upon an uptown car,
and Seymour walked away to his Of
! fee.
Negotiations in Jersey were success
ful. Behold, then, Mr.. Seymour Bow
en- cozily established in Mrs. Morti'
mer's best chamber, and arranging his
household gods to suit himself.
ave wish you to make yourself
quite at home here" said Mrs. Morti
mer. "My daughter is at present alb
sent in the city, but she will return in
a day or so, aud be happy in assisting
TO entertain you. We always endeav
or to make things pleasant to oui
summer visitors" For Mrs. Mortimer
never used the obnoxious word "board
ers." but always spoke of her visitors
Mr.. Bowen, having an engagement
with friend in the city, returned be
fore dinner this FIRST day, and came
down to his boarding place again by
the four o'clock train.
The evening was lovely, and Mrs
Mortimer's grounds looked inviting
Mr.. Bowen bethought himself to tak'
a stroll before supper, so down h
went into the garden.
A little summer house at the foot o
the enclosure attrated him, and h,
was close beside it before he saw tina
it was already occupied.
| A glance sbo we'd him a fair girl
with brown hair and eyes whose colo
he couldnot yet see, dressed in a blu
lawn, with collar and cuffs OF blu
and white striped linen, her only or
nament tiny coral broOch-fnr evel
the white fingers which held the pen
Gil she was using were without rings
"Ahl the daughter has returned,
thought Seymour. "But this is N
.dashing belle, she is more like
home fairy"
Hearing his footstep, the young cir
looked up, blushed quickly, and ia
stantly arose.
"Pardon me did not mean TO ID
terrupt you," said Seymour, steppin
forward, with a courteous how. 9Th
little arbor looked so pleasant, ] coul
not resist its attractions. did nc
know it was occupied"
"Oh, you are quite welcomed" sal
) the young lady, gathering up her pa
per and ppncil. 81 was just going I
the house, anyway"
81 presume have the pleasure {
addressing Miss Mortimer, said Bow
ell. touching his hat again.
She looked up with glance hal
sad, half mischievous, which Seymou
could not comprehend. as she answer
: ed:
: "Not lfss Mortimer-I am onl
: just Lizzie. My sister has not returT
ed from town. But you, am sur
are Mr.. Bowen" Seymour bowe
again, and expressing himself please
!. to mako Miss Lizzie's acquaintanc
= begged permission 50 oecupy hel r
treat little while.
ooh. vesl" she said, with q hrigI
smile, lifting the eyes which seyma'
now saw were a beautiful brow
"Come here whenever you please An
If YOU ever want TO be very lonely an