The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1876-10-21

you, and he doesn't"
He doesn't! Pray how can he Judge
1 am sure he hasn't spoken word to M
since the evening If his arrival"
"Well, Rhoda, l wouldn't have muci
to say to him, if were you, if he gav'
you q chance. But he won't for he de
clares he never troubles himself to pay
attention where he does not admire
There he is now. Let's turn off the road.
And Rob made an attempt to take th'
next path, but Rhoda outfanked him
and walked boldly by the enemy, fash
ing out defiant, bright glance from be
meath her long, jetty lashss, as she bowed
good morning. Rob whispered softly t.
himself and laughed again, but inaudi'
bly,.
"That little cousin OF yours has fine
pair OF eyes, Rob-" yawred Phil Farm.
ham, lszlly, FROM the depths of his ham
mock out on the lawn, where he and Rot
were taking asiesta that afternoon.
Yes, but you needn't expect to receive
any admiring chances from them, Phil;
she will never take the trouble to make
herself agreeable to a man who wears
such whiskers rs them. She calls you
"Dundreary," and Rob laughed merrily
to himsel
The hammock swung to and fro so rap
idly now that it threatened to overthrow
It's occupant, and the volume of smoke
that issued therefrom looked very much
as though there might be raging fire
u,it hin its dpnths somewhere
II say, Rob, let's look In at the hop to-
night" said the voice in the hammock,
after a long silence. 81 believe Id like
a waltz or two"
"Certainly-Tm wiliing-but l didn't
think there was any one here you would
care to waltz with. Oh, l recollect now,
Miss Merton arrived to-day, and will
make her debut in our rooms this even
ing. Hew wild you were over her blonde
beauty last winter"
I'm? Yes, very fair and stately. Well,
I'll meet you here to-night-we'll make
our debut, too, in full dress red whis-
kers' and ALL" he added, soto voice.
Rhoda was radiant that evening. She
lighted up WE'LL and in wonderful bluff
and scarlet combination of silk, lace, and
flowers, the pretty, little, dark figure
swayed in the waltz and whirled in the
galop like some bright tropical bird. She
danced divinely, and loved the waltz
with a gIrlish fervor. Therefore she did
not refuse Mr.. Farnham "the pleasure
when he came toward her early in the
evening and begged the honor of her
hand. She discovered at glance that he
waItzed like god" and, as she often
declared, she ''would dance with CHM
ney sweep if he could glide with her step"
size did not refuse him once after.
Somehow, it must have been for the
same reason, of course, Phil Farnham
waltzed oftener with her than with any
other lady in the room; and in spite of
his prediction for blondes, brunettes ap-
peared in the ascendant that evening,
and the debutante, Miss Morton, paled
and languished with jealousy as she no.
tced the attention-nay, devotion-thst
"little, dark Miss Brent" was receiving
from her preux chevalier of last winter.
II never thought Phil Farnham any
thing of flirt before" said Mrs. Sher-
wood, the next morning as the girls sat
in the room, talking over the hop; "but
| must confess he disappointed me. he
isn't the kind Of man l took him to be.
Now last winter he was devotion itself to
Mile Merton and last night he scarce.
IL noticed her. There was no reason for
his marked non-attention either, for |
could see that she was cbagrined at his
neglect. Somehow, | don't like Phil as
well as | used TO. He is changed" and
Mrs. Sherwood shook her head and
sighed.
"Perhsps it is his Taste only that has
changed, and he prefers brunettes to
blondes now" answered Rhoda, smiling
70 herself slyly, rs she recalled Rob's
words and contrasted them with PILLS
manner the night before.
"No, not that altogether. l know he
don't admire dark women. l mean the
whole character seems to have changed.
He is reserved-not as agreeable or as
pleasant as he used to be-crltical and
sstlricsl; and Rob says he is growing into
a sort of woman hater, declares he will
never marry, because he can never love
one of the women of to-day. 80 don't
1all in love with him, Rhoda."
won't marry because he couldn't love
one of the women of to-day / suppose
anv one of them stands ready to fall into
his arms al his askingl You neendn't
warn me, auntie. / dislike the man,
was Rhoda's sharp retort.
"Well, I'm sure Phil is nice enough
fellow, but | never should want 10 marry
him." said Maud.
m'm like you Rhoia; l couldn't stand
a pair of red whiskers and moustache
close to my lips" and Maud shuddered
very much as Rhoda had done few days
before.
"Mr. Farm hams whiskers are not
reallv-red. Do YOU think so Maud? l
should call them more of a blonde brown,
replied Rhods, not noticing the sly
chances Maud exchanged with her moth
er ut this sudden change of opinion in
one who had colored the red whiskers
and moustache herself not ten days ago!
"Farnham's an odd fellow" exclaimed
Rob. who hati come into the room just a;
Khoda had pronounced Mr.. Farnham':
wbiskers "brown." I've been trying &c
get him enthusiastic over our masque
rade, and he won't even say he will stay
until the night of the ball. He's tired OF
the beach. Now, Rhoda, if you were
only blonde, you might have smitten
HIM with your charms; and through you,
l might have persuaded him to remain
! don't know, however, that | wished he
Liked you, for" -,
For W hat2 interrupted Rhods quickly
"Oh. you'd never SUIT one another
that's all. But l needn't bother myself
He doesn't admire squsws, and you hate
red whiskers; so there ism the least dan
ger of YOUR fancying one another"
We'll, Miss Merton is here. She's 6
paleface,' I'm sure. Cant you persuade
Mr. Farnham to stay through her, prsyT
No; he's tired OF the beach, and
everybody here, he says. So propose
be will go"
Blu. Mr.. Farnham did stay to the mas,
ouerade. Notwithstanding it was postpon'
ed week later than At first designed
and much beyond his proposed time o
departure. In that time, too, he PAID