The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1877-06-16

never have seen II before"
SHOT unless Il was In some former state
Oiour respective souls she replies, Flip
PANTY. III don't feel much like the base.
les fabric oil vision this morning. Per.
hspS some Juliet, or Pauline, In whose
company you have sighed and died may
have been so unfortunate "a to resemble
me-" she suggests, coquettiShly.
"Neverv he exclaims with emphasis.
Ut must be that your image was mirror.
ed on my prophetic soul, you know" sen.
tfmentAlly.
She turns to see II Thorpe has heard
tho last remark, but finds that he has dis.
appeared, without word or sign OF fare.
well. Affords glance follows hers.
Our friend seems 10 have melted into
thin air" he observes, not appearing to
10 much cut up at the CIRCUMSTANCE. "For
some reason or another, don't seem 10
find much favor In his eyes Of late" he
continued. "At ono time we we're quite
a hail.fellow.well.met; but l have proved
the insubstantiality Of friendship 10 more
cases than one during the last six
months"
"Why| she asks, with involuntary
curiosity; but she quickly allds, ~ beg
your pardon" and again drops her eyes.
"Never mind" he answers, laughing;
al was only because conceived the be.
nighted notion Of paying just few of my
debts by turning to account my one tai
ent. | don't blame people for their pref.
udices. always felt an overpowering
aversion To the stage as Il professional
field myself. But man proposes, and tho
devil dispOses! To dig, ! am too proud.
To do anything else, am too lazy, Joiia
h.utp
"But am sure Mr.. Thorpe could not
BE- so snobbish. lie ia gentleman"
Possibly you are right" he rejoins,
with polite incredulity.
81 have always been told that the
longest and most wearing labor Is re.
qnired to fit one for the stage. Isn't that
trne?"
"USually it is, but about once in cen.
tury there ia an exception. The public
Is capricious, and | managed to make
hit with very little preparation or exer.
tiOn--Ihrough no native merit, howev.
or"
"The charms OF that Juliet you play.
cd with last night must have been iHspir.
Ing" laughs Daphne, in the happy con.
SCiOusnGss Of her own well'rounded beau.
IT,.
ayes. Didn't you pity me! Do yoa
know, Miss Leslie, that in the whole
course Of my histriOnic experience have
never met with fairly pretty woman.
They are all either SO lat that one trem.
bIes for the safety OF life and limb in their
vicinity, or so Shockingly attenuated that
one shudders 10 contemplate the number
Of bones that woman can carry about
with her and live. assure you its an
awful grind TO make love to that sort Of
an article every night"
''Mr. Alfred, want 10 explain some.
thing to you. don't we'll see my way
through it either. But | wish you to
understand, concerning that performance
Of mine last night, that | am not in the
habit"
"pIease, please don't enter any ex.
plantations about anything! For PHYS
sake, lei me think the pleasantest thing
can. When you first saw me | was hluCr
than indigo, and you left inc well-.inAni,e.
Ily jOllier, at least look p he exclaims,
drawing from his pocket carefully fold.
ed bit Of silver paper, wrapped round the
Withered white violets. (They have left
the great thoroughfare now, and are
ssuntering along quiet street Of dwell
ing houses.)
"Ah throw them awayV she exclaims,
putting her hand to her eyes. at makes
me blush 10 think Of them. Can you
never forget it%
is the one thing l care to remember
Just now. was told yesterday that my
chances Of life are not good for many
more years. | hadln mo conception Of my
attachment 10 this dim.hAunted world till
found there was probability Of ex.
changing quarters."
sob, you don't mean it~ abe exclaims,
with awe-struck, wondering voice, and
distressed face.
"Don't look so horribly shocked, Miss
IieSle," he laughs. ~ have no idea Of
making my gHittus this morning. am
hardly yet in ertremeS either. The fact is,
when l was youngSter l was beset by a
good many embarrassing notions Of duty
and honor, Of which my advancing years
and multiplying experiences have quite
cid me. Among other chimeras, I imagin-
ell that l owed my life-a much
nore::valuable possession then than now
to the service Of my country. The
consequence otmy enthusiasm was bull.
Let in some awkward place, which is, they
cell me, rapidly working itself towards
che vicinity Of the heart. Such mixoL-
ism, you see, belongs to youth But |
shall possibly hang on al naGseuuL and
may 0utlive you yeti
II hope SO = abe exclalms, with invol-
Vntary fcrvor.
Are you going to the theatre to.
nightT
"No," she answers, remembering a
promise extorted from her by Askwith 10
spend the evening tttc.a.tete.
"And why? Are You forbidden ?" he
asks, with faint sneer, which she de-
EecLs and resents.
allow dare you |" she exclaims hotly.
"Ah! forgive me-" he says adroitly,
turning away. ~ was more than vain 10
Imagine you would care to see me twice.
These misled me-" touching eviOlets
with caresslng handy "Did theyP he
asks, eagerly. Still no answer. Again:
"Shall keep them, or throw them away2'
keep them" she murmurs, almost
inaudibly. Then there is a long silence,
during which Miss Leislc's nice eyes are
bent on the ground, with uuwonted mod.
Esty. Al last, she ventures common
place,
What is the play tonight, Mr.. Al.
lrEd%
@Romeo and Juliet, again. You can
have no conception OF how platitudinous
-how weary, stale, flat and improbable,
Shakespeare's inspired lOvemaking be.
). comes, with repetition. intend to bid
!. a graceful adieu to the stage, after ful-
OH my present engagcments-which ex'
tend some months ahead, however. Nov,
Tell me howyou will spend your evening"
"Spend it? That implies that one re.
ceivcs something for what one gives, does
It not? Ishall throw il aWay-yawn il
/. awAy-swear it away? 1t Is probable
} that for the first hour, l shall MARBLE
, through several portfolios Of music (my
repertoire, by the by, is exclusively and
painfully sentlmental.) BY that time, my