The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1876-05-04

you the subject? Iruled you in the race,
you know
"But you will spoil your horse"
:" No matter. tits queenly to rule and
ruin together"
Your heart is too kind"
"My heart kind! Bah! It is cold
and cruel as steel, Mr.. Grey. If died,
l would never finch from what had
undertaken"
He was utterly bewildered at the new
phase he was seeing in my character,
but he could not resist the magnetism
of my eyes. My looks belied my words,
and he would trust me.
"Never mind, as long as we do not
quarrel, " he said, with an emphasis up
on the pronoun.
"True; never mind" I answered
grimly, thinking of my future mo-
ment.
The sun was sinking when we rode
up the avenue at Hyde Woods. Twas
well satisfied with my days work. He
was coming closer to me, in spite of
himself.
You must not call this evening""
said, as he touched my hand with his
lips at parting. 81 have another en-
gagement; but tomorrow, if you will. :"
If will! O Margaret! l can not
stay away this evening!''
But you must, - I answered, ascend
ing the steps.
My aunt met me in the hall.
Margaret, you are not going out
with Mr.. Grey too much, are you?'' she
said. stopping me.
"Oh, no! We are only flirting lit
tie, and it would be so dreadful1y dull
with no one, you know, dear Aunt
HYDE
/ kissed her and went slowly to my
room. If | had given way once it would
have been all over with me. I should
have had no strength to 60 on, and if l
did not give way must not trust myself
to think alone yet. put off my riding
dress, and, donning another, went be-
low.
Until late at night played chess with
my aunt, and then, thoroughly tired
out, / went to bed to sleep. did not
mean to see Richard Grey the next day.
A little absence would only make my
presence dearer, and l was going to try
it upon him.
"If Mr.. Grey calls this morning say
to him that l am indisposed, will you,
Aunt Hyde?" said, as we rose from
breakfast.
eyes; for you do look tired"
went into the library, and, hunting
out the most exciting novel could find,
began to read. The sun was hardly
three hours high when Richard Grey's
voice sounded at the door; and then I
heard his horse canter down the ave-
nue., but did not change my position.
It would not do to satisfy my inclina-
tions now. When the sound died away
/ went on steadily with my reading
again. In the evening the gentleman
called to see how / was.
!" Better" heard my aunt say, ssbut
not in the parlor this evening"" and he
took his departure.
was ready the following morning
early, but none too soon. He was i'm
patient to see me, and his eager greet
ing would have been fiattering indeed
if had not held what he meant un-
doubtedly should be kept a secret from
me. My days absence had had the de-
sired effect, and either his soul lied or
he did love me.
g receive a foreign letter every We'd
nesday. Let us ride by the Office, if you
will, I said as we started off.
Certainly" he answered ,eyeing me
closely. "You have friends abroad,
thenp''
eyes. never told you of my Cousin
Ernest? / thought / had. Heis an art
ist, and has been travelling in Europe q
year or more We are all in all to each
other"
His lips closed curiously and his face
grew tribe cooler, though his eyes
seemed to burn as they looked into mine.
"No; you have never spoken Of him. !"
ga mistake of mine" )" answered
He handed me the letter from the
Postmaster's hands, with half frown
upon his face.
81 am getting Jealous" he said,
partly in jest, but more in earnest.
"Ha, hal" | laughed; "and well you
may be-" Then, opening it and reading
a few sentences, added, I" He is going
to be here next week"
He is your cousin, you say?''
Yes; al your service .
What he had upon his lips I could
only Judge from his boks, for l began
at once long string of small talk that
+. ended only when we reached home,