The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1877-10-25
How q Girl Absorbed Count Eess
SanGers Of lee Cream ana Bank
rlsptel Her BeNus

II was the Wild midnight. The
tame midnight was of'watch and had
gone to bed three hours before. A
storm brooded over the eastern heav-
ems. 1t was a thoroughbred brood
storm. Hopbrewed, for it was COM
ing from the yeast. Hawkeye creek
was rolling tumultuously in its sandy
bed. "A 1.-the form covered at the
garden gate. Many q manly form
has been covered al Just such gates,
ever since summer nights and gnats,
and beauty andsloyesand June bugs
ASerc invented.
'.He does not Gomez, she niurmus.
s,,ear ;nio ne ZEE.
mss lot soe liini. seili cali
him." y
She was wrong. If she couldn't
see him, she certainly couldn't call
him with the same hand, A manly
step came scraping down the side,
walk. 1t was Desmond.
She threw open the gate, and the
next instant he clasped in his great
strong arms twenty-seven yards of
foulard, three yards of ruching, seven
dozen Breton buttons and pompa-
dour panier as big as a doghouse, 1t
was all his own.
Gan is LOST he exclaimed, aCon-
stance dc Belvidere, the Russians
have crossed the Balkans. We must
fly"
Constance was a noble girl. She
only said; "Whither shall we Ay2"
He wanted to fly to some lone de-
sert isle, but she submitted an
amendment providing that they
should fly to the ice cream saloon.
They flew.
In the crowded saloon, where the
soft light fell upon the fair women
and brave men, and the insects of a
summer fell in the ice. cream freezer.
They spoke no word.
When two sentient human beings
are engulfng spoonfuts of cornstarch
and eggs and skim milk, language is
mockery.
At length Desmond broke the ten
der silence. He said.
"More dearest2"
She smiled AID bowed her lovely
head, but did not speak. She was to
full for utterance.
Desmond gloomily ordered more
And more when that was gone. And
a supplement TO that. And an an
denda to that. And exhibit to that.
Gloom sat enthroned upon his
brow, Constance saw it. She said:
"What is it, dearest?"
A dreadful suspicion stabbed her
heart like a knife.
Desmond" she said, you are not
tired of me, darling?"
"By Heaven, no." he said, and then
he looked (and thought unutter-
able things.
Her brow lightened up with ray
of celestial. intelligence.
a see" she said, tapping the emp
ty plate with her spoon. "Too cold.
Signed, c. Morbus."
lie denied it bitterly, and bade her
remain where she was while he set
tied with the man.
She, guided by the unerring in
stinct of her sex, peeped through the
curtains of the saloon. She saw her
Desmond holding earnest discussion
with the man. She saw the man
shake his head resolu.ely in answer
to Desmond's pleading looks and ap-
pealing gestures. She saw him lock,
the door, take out the key, put in his
pocket and lean up against the door,
She saw her own Desmond draw from
his own pockets and pile upon the
counter poarl.handlo pocket-knife,
six nickles, four green postage stamps,
a watch key,two lead pencils,a mem
orandum book, u theater ticket (of
the variety dcnomination), a pocket
comb, an ivory toothpick, shirt stud,
one sleove-button, a photograph of
herself, a package Of trix, two street
car checks, u card with funny story
on it, a silk handkerchief and pair
of gloves. And then she knew that
Desmond was u bonkrupt,'and when
the man swept the assets of the con-
cern into a drawer and opened the
door she sobbed conyulSively: "And