The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-07-19

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vor, mean. Try the rule by cOntraries
Instead Of praising him talk him down
Make her fall in love ont of sheer con,
trariety. Arouse her pique, enlist hel
sympathy. aud she will be dead in love
with the object before the summer i
over. He isn't behind her in Obstinacy
cilher-but you manage her and leave
him to me.
There was very little said about Mr.
Farnham after that, and as he was very
} rarely in the house, being out in his
yacht or of fishing most of the time,
she was not annoyed by his presence OF
hi, intentions. 1t puzzled her after
awhile, and she wondered how Phil
Farnham came to be called Fascinating
ing and a winner of hearts" when she
had not seen any attempt of his to make
himself agreeable to any one. She
asked Rob about him one day when
they were coming up from the bath.
81 thought you told me Mr.. Farnham
was ladies' man." said she. "Why,
he hasn't spoken to one since he's been
here"
"Oh, that's because he's 50 dreadfully
fastidiOus," carelessly replied Rob. "He
says there isn't pretty girl at the
house. You know he affects the blonde
style of beauty. He declares he feels as
though he was in wigwam when he
looks down the table and sees all those
dark faces. Why, he calls all brunettes
'squaws.' Ha, Haw and Rob laughed
heartily.
Rhoda did not enjoy the joke. She
walked little quicker, vivid flush
flush flaming mp into her dark cheeks
and answered her cousin sharply.
"The cool insolence of these red
whiskered pale faces is refreshing-a
little dash of the Indian would improve
Mr.. Farnham's manners, as well as
appearance. 'Squaws,' indeed"
eyes, | think so too, Rhoda. ! was
provoked at him, for | wanted him to
like you, and he doesn't"
"He doesn't? Pray how can ne
judge. am sure he hasn't spoken a
word to me since the evening of his ar
rival"
"Well Rhoda. wouldn't have much
to say to him if were you, if he gives
you chance. But he won't, for he de-
clares he never troubles himself to.pay
attentions where he does not admire.
There he is now. Let's turn off this
road"
And Rob made an attempt to take
the next path, but Rhoda outfianked
him, and walked boldly by the enemy,
flashing out bright, defiant glance
from beneath her long jetty lashes as
she bowed good morning. Rob whis
tied softly to himself and laughed
again, but inaudibly.
"That little cousin of yours has fine
pair of eyes, Rob, ," yawned Phil Farm
ham lazily, from the depths of his ham
mock out on the lawn, where he and
Rob were taking siesta that afternoon.
"Yes, but you needn't expect to re-
ceive any admiring glances from them,
Phil; she will never take the trouble to
make herself agreeable to man who
wears them. She calls you Dun
dreary;'" and Rob laughed merrily to
himself.
The hammock swung to and fro so
rapidly now that it threatened to over
throw it occupant, and the volume of
smoke that issued therefrom looked
very much as though there might be a
raging fire within its depths somewhere.
II say, Rob, let's look in at the hop to-
night, said the voice in the hammock,
after long silence. II believe I'd like
a waltz or two"
"Certainly-I'm willing, but didn't
thing there was any one here you would
care TO waltz with. Oh, forgot, Miss
Merton arrived here to-day and will
make her debut in our rooms this eve
ming. How wild you were over her
blonde beauty last winter
"Um? Yes, very fair and stately.
Well, I'll meet you there to-night-we'll
make our debut, too, in full dress-red
whiskers and all, +" soto roce.
Rhoda was radiant that evening. She
lighted up well, and in wonderful buff
,,,l eco,lot oo,, b;,otioy, Of a;1ly 1oco onJ
flowers, the pretty little, 1.-THE, dark
figure swayed in the waltz and whirled
in the galop like some tropical bird.
She danced divinely, and loved the
waltz with 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
a glance that he waltzed like god"
and, as she often declared, she would
dance with chimney sweep ifhe could
glide with her step, she 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
appeared IN the ascendant that evening,
and the fair debutante, Miss Merton,
paled and languished with jealousy as
she noticed the attention-nay, devo-
tion--that "little, dark Miss Brent was
receiving from her preuX chevalicr of
last winter.
~ never thought Phil Farnham any
thing of fiirt before, " said Mrs Sher-
wood, the next morning, as the girls
sat in her room talking over the hop;
"but ! must confess he disappointed