The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1877-08-30

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something"
"Have you any one in your mind?"
he asked, coolly.
"NQ!" gazing at him steadily. The
answer did not please him. He thOnght
it more emphatic than was necessary.
But he did not choose to discuss the
point with her. Not a doubt had he
but that he loved her better than any
other woman in the world, nor did it
occur to him that when he should ask
her TO be his wife that she might refuse.
He supposed the right moment for offer
ing himself would come of itself at the
proper time, and that he would ask her
in the proper manner. " You may take
this" handing him her work, 4" into the
house and bring me my sketch-book.
Oh, no, you need not come" she said,
after he returned. 1T would be too
much exertion for one day. lean sketch
better without your lazy influence" He
merely nodded and prepared to light a
cigar as she strolled away.
"I'll go to the spot picked out yes
terday," she thought, and she walked
along with brisk step, drinking in the
fragrant loneliness of the day. She
stopped for a moment, as she peered
through the grove, to recall the exact
point from which she had previously
determined to make her sketch. Her
eyes fell upon dark figure not many
Yards away, who had evidently come
there upon the same errand; but the
sketch-book lay upon the ground aban-
doned, and the owner, with his head
buried in his hands, rocked to and fro
as if in pain.
alt is Mr.. Darragh,n as she recOg-
nized an artist whom she had met sew
eral times in society, and who had twice
dined at her fathers house. "rll speak
to him.
She advanced little. He looked up.
GLOW do you do, Miss Suydam?"
He tried to smile, but it was faint one.
"Quite well, thanks; but [ see you are
suffering. Is it your head that aches so
badlyP"
" Yes, my head does ache very badly,
but it will be better soon" He pulled
out the camp stool from where he had
placed it behind fallen log, and Grace
seated herself, and then asked to look
at his sketch-bOok. He handed it to her g;
her eyes lit up with pleasure at the
beauty of the rough sketch-the bit of
grove where they were, the white beach,
and the sea beyond. "Oh, what i'm
mense distancel" she exclaimed enthu-
siastieally.
"You are very kind to admire it so
much. thought this rare view, and
intended to work it up little this morn
ing, and would have done 50 but for my
stupid head"
81 am very sorry it aches so.
often have the headache, and fortunate
ly have a remedy with me. VIII you
try it?' And from a groove in her
pencil-case she took a small vial and
profered it timidly.
"What is itP'' he asked, smiling.
4" Belladonna."
He held out his hand as she motioned
to drop some of the little pills out of the
bottle.
"Now take as many more in few
minutes, and l would advise you to sit
further away, where the shade is better
Indeed you would be wise if you went
within doors to rest"
But will feel much better if l may
be permitted to stay and talk with you
You have charmed away half the pair
already He had always admired her
but to-day, to his artist-eye, she looked
sweeter than ever-half angel, with hel
full lovely eyes that showed their sym
pathy: and her fair hair falling upOr
her cool, white morning dress. Th,
breath of her fan tossed one of the curl.
that had escaped, and he almost longeC
to caress it. She laughed quietly in an
swer to his glances at the bottle.
''Take as many more and then | vii
ask if you are sufficiently recovered t.
sharpen this pencil for me-"
"a Did you sharpen theseP" he asked
glancing at the case.
eyes; are they not nicely done for
woman?n
"Indeed they are. was about to re
mark it, but you anticipated me. 1t i
not often that you find lady that ha
mastered what art there is in sharpen
ing a pencil"
Opening her book, she began to tOuc
here and there the drawing she ha
made few days before. She sketche
quietly without speaking, while he look
ed over at her book and made an occa
sional remark. Darragh was a cleve
talker, polished gentleman, an arts
because it was in him and would com
out. He had studied law and had &C
quilted himself well, and babe fair be t
distinguished in the profession, whe
for some reason he abandoned it, anC
having means at his command, wer
abroad, and while there he studied an
improved the talent he had alway
shown for art. Two weeks ago the fir
picture he exhibited was hung ''on th
line'' at the Academy, and his prospe'
of being fine artist held out more a
lurements to him than the promise {
being a great lawyer ever had don
) Not nearly so handsome as her cousi
Howard, Grace thought him fine lool
ing, and she saw intuitively what tho'
: who knew him well could have told he
; that he had larger share of head ar
: heart than is given to most men.
"My headache is almost gone"
said, brightly, as he saw her about
close her book, "and | must thank yC