The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1876-07-05

IdltLly uItSSed ClllZens uaugntere--
that sort of thing Got into talk witt
this fellow. Were as friendly and swee
and modest as dear little German girl:
| can be, or used to be in those days. The
fellow talked a good deal, too. They
were interested in England and his stud
les, and so on. One Of them had lovely
eyes. Went away, of course. Fellow
went there next morning"
They came again"
Wrong, sir they didn't. He was
sorry. But they came the morning
after
ooh, confound it, that all comes to
the same thing. They came anyhow .
They did. Acquaintance grew and
grew. They would sit on the grass
and talk for an hour at a time-they
three"
always three?"
"Always-at first"
Thought so.
Like good fellow, lei ne get on my
own way. Or you tell me the story, if
you know all about it,"
"Well, | almost think | could. The
regular sort of thing, ] suppose-the
fellow you know fell in love with the girl
who had the eyes, and for some rea son
or other she couldn't marry him, and
they were miserable, or she did marry
him and they were happy; Can't be
anything else. Did marry or didn'tmarrv,
there's the only difference"
Roundeli laughed rather gloomy sort
of laugh. 'In this case it was didn't
marry, he said; "but we may as we'll
go regularly through with the story, as
we have begun it. Its not quite so COM
monpIace as YOU suppose. Well, these
girls came very regularly in the mornings,
and sometimes they even arranged to
meet the fellow Of eyenings-on rare oc-
casions, though. Once there was a sort
OF saturnalian masquerade in the open air
in the gardens of the Schloss, and the
glrls gave the fellow hint that they
were to be there, and how they were to
be dressed, and he found them out She
was dres<e1t Ike Il Swiss peasant girl
bodice and sleeves, akort skirts, you
know"
"Yes-silver spoon in the hair, liberal
display Ct ankles. Go on"
My friend looked grim at my leyity, and
! felt bound to excuse myself by saying
that as ! didn't personally know the fel-
low who was the hero of this romance, |
might be forgiven if | spoke too lightly Of.
his idols ankles.
Rounded went on: 'It was the queef-
est sort of thing, the meeting of these
three-the three always, until just the
end. There really wasn't any lovemak-
ing in particular, although the fellow
grow at last to be madiy in love with the
girl with the eyes. She called Letseif j!
Dorothea; the other was Meta. They |
were cousins, they said, daughters Of |
worthy trades people who supplied things !
to the Schloss They used to talk about |
books. The girls were particularly in
terested in English novels and poetry aHd |
art, and don't know what all. The poor
fellow was confoundedly happy. And, do
you know, | think studious and poetic
young fellows II that ageare wonderfully
pure. This fellow wasn't aRy better than
my OF the rest Of US; but, by doves his
owe for her was IS pure as the love Of
woman"
Did she fall in love with him."
"WelI, 1t came out in this sort of way.
lie was rather Il good-looking young fell
DIV then, though perhaps you wouldn't
hunk SO QoW-felioWs change so-and
e was full Of poetry and passion, and
hat sort of stuff, Just at the gga when a !
lan would be delighted to give his life
pr a woman. Wei, sir, one morning t
he had little flower in her hand, and
5 they were parting, she held it In m i
ncertalu sort OF way, as if she WAS go
lg to offer II to him. lie e4tenGed his
and; the flower dropped; he reached
own for it; their hands just touched one
ioment, one single little moment-bv {
owe As short as this puff of smoke;
nd when she looked Up her face was all +
and then she turned away a8d t
he knew rs well rs heaven does that the t
.lloW was in love with her, and he knew &
lat she loved him" t
Rounded paused liz bis story. The t
'eHing was deepening down, the skies ;
ere purpling, and the Thames was as c
inning sud and melancholy hue. The a
int ripple Of the water was heard more a
ri more clearly. Ny friend looked out h
the window, AID seemed 10 enjoy the
iiet beauty of the seems. h
Nv ell, bat the rest OF the story, KoGgd-
|, / said e
The rest of the story? l don't know
st it isn't all over. a
''Oh. come now, there must be little W
ore
''1es, n little; but l think it might
We been better, somehow, if it had u
ded there. 81
"AnyhoE, it didn't, so go on" tt
'Well, the fellow didn't see either of p
e girls next day, or the next. But the a
ird day they came; and Dorothea was o
~ sweet and melancholy, and the other h
G, Meta, was rather distant in manner, d
e fellow thought and seemed fright CO
ed somehow. They didn't stay long II
eta seemed wild to get away; but when lo
ey were going, Dorothea gave her hand N
to the fellow, and put into it tiny d.
zap Of paper" a
"Ah !"
eyes, tiny scrap of paper. 1t had
Few words written on it. OF course he fl
Int read it until he was safe out of the til
lge of everybody's eyes. Then he read sa
1t only asked him to meet her after tn
SIX, in the old place, that evening. OF he
Irse he went. He waited long time, al
ndering, and in agony lest some con- so
M 4d stroller should come that way. W
a nlsoo NO. free and open to any sa
Who 49, ), hank of the ne
ameS There but it was just out OF tue