The Morning herald., 1877-11-02

reading, and became auEs mazsse,s 70 MIN
and his fate.
Perhaps she had an inkling Of his
thoughts! He blushed ut the idea. What
a fool he had been, after beginning an 40
quaintancs that was likely to prove 10
couleur de rose during the tedious ride,
to forfeit her regard by such wickedness.
Perhaps she imagined that ~ was q
rogue, and had trumped up the coincidence
in order to get into her good gracea Jupi-
ter /! should that be the case-
"Thirty minutes for supperl" shouted
by the brakeman, together with the name
Of the station, put an end to his cogitations
and her reading.
''Win you go 10 the table9" inquired
Vivian, rising.
"No, thank you; but if you will be so
kind, you may bring some refreshment,'
and she confdingly put her purse in his
| hand.
Then she didn't think him rogue-no,
she must have felt his own suspicious, and
kind, forgiving soul--took this method
Of Furnishing him!
With mixture Of misery and happiness,
he thrust the tiny purse into pocket, and
rushed into the crowd Of hungry mortals
standing around the table, and eating away
as if for dear life.
Having procured the hest that the house
afforded, he handed them through the viii.
dow to his fair charge, apd then paced the
platform, too agitated TO eat anything him
SELF a@
Aplump white hand beckoned him.
"Can you get me cup Of tea, please'
Oh, yes, he could get her twenty!
One would do, and she had itin a twinkline.
Then the bell rang, the whistle blowed,
"An sboard!" and tho train was again jog.
ging along.
As the car was now not moro than halt
full, Vivian de bated with himself, a. he
walked toward the seat, whether or no he
was not bound in politeness to sit elsewhere
The lady solved the knotty point for him
BY again making room and looking An invi.
tation to take his old seat, which We may
be pretty certain he did.
"Of course you lost my purse in tht
crowd?"
An electric battery couldn't have pro
duced greater shock.
"Upon my wordl" (recoverins) Tneve1
thought Of it from the moment you handed
it to me till now. Lose III No; l neve
lose anything" said he, returning tn
article.
"You have not taken out the pay for m,
supper" she said.
'Nor shall I; it was pay enough to SO
you enjoying your meal"
Some observing soul has told the worl
that young ladies lose their charms whel
eating and this one WAS evidently fanilia
with the old maxim, for she smiled know
inely Of the intended compliment, an
merely replying, II hate hatterers,' wa
proceeding to reopen her novel-it bein
: vet light enough to read-when Viva
? made bold dash and inquired the nam
of the book.
IT was Dickens "Little Dorritt, and tn
the mention of that admired author led
x an interesting discussion Of writer's an
IS their works, followed by discussion o
> other subjects, and general drawing out
II of each others opinions and character
a Thus it happened that when old sol ha
o gone to rest, and night had fairly COM
8. thew were so much interested in the conve
y sation. and the cars made so much MOI
'r noise than before, it became necessary
N put their heads quite close together, ar
N Vivian even presumed so far (or forgot hin
y self as to place his arm over the back
s. the seat. with hand resting lightly on h
companions shoulder
The cars and their tongues ratified
10 together, but finally the former got the be
r. of it, and gradual silence seemed to SET. u
r over all the passengers. On, on, sped tt
putting engine; drowsy grew the wea
Travellers. close and closer did Vivian get
at his sleepy charge, and at last, laying ASH
her bonnet, she gave herself up to Mo
,hers and leaned her tired head again