Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1877-02-10
MAKING UP.

don't think it singular.
Fred Tracy lit his cigar over again.
and resumed his favorite recumbent at
titude. His friend, Harry Blake, kept
on whiting, now and then casting won-
dering glances at this handsome woman
hater. After moments silence, Harry
remarked:
How any man can dislike women, is
more than 1 can tell"
Bah !" interrupted Fred; "you for
get that I had stepmother, and"--
"Was Tilted ?"
"No, sir !'-this with emphasis no
woman ever Tilted me %
But what about your engagement
with Sue Osmond9 Something happen
ell. Whose fault was it-yours or
hers?'
eff you want to know, I'll tell you,
and leave you to Judge whose fault it
was. That girl ran away with every bit
of sense I had, for brief period-only
a brief period. woke up one night to
a realization of what fool 1 had been
OF course, every fellow who is engaged
to n girl supposes he has won perfec-
ton. did"
" A very foolish thing to suppose, to
begin with"
"Pshaw You don't know what you
are talking about. For about six
weeks after our engagement everything
was lovely. She was pretty, fascinating,
deucedly intelligent and accomplished:
and L spared no pains to take her every
where she wanted to go. My team was
kept pretty busy in those days, I can tell
You. Sue couldn't ride in a hired
coach; and as for the cars or stage, why,
bless your heart should never have
dreamed, in any emergency, of suggest
ing either"
DO you mean to tell me that Sue
OsmOnd is such fool rs that ?"
"She never said anything about the
way she should go; but, don't you see,
L made such an idol of her that I couldn't
bear to feel for moment that she had
stepped outside of her own especial
sphere ?"
Fildlesticks p
All right. Fall in love yourself and
then see Well, this was my manner of
treating her. One evening last winter I !
was returning from the office. 1t was
about seven O'Clock, and it never rained
harder since the deluge. 1t was cold.
slippery, horrible night, and Jim Haw-
iins and I walked straight through the
crowded boat, and stood outside under
1he awning. There weren't but two or
5hree there besides us. I noticed a woman
Gaming against the opposite side of the
window. 1 saw that she had on an old
waterproof cloak, and the hood was
trawn over her hat. Finally, after con-
siderable squirting at the figure and side
ace of the woman, Jim said, with a
nudge:
"'Don't you know who that is,
Fred =
How the mischief should I know p
asked
You ought to, if anybody. Take
good look, now.'
Just then the boat touched the
ock. looked, and as sure as I live.
here stood Sue Osmond, my ladylove.
'he drew the hood closer over her face. ,
nd while I was deciding what to do the ,
hahn was lowered, and Sue was lost
mong the crowd"
The man who hesitates.' YOU
now."
Yes, know all about it. An hour I
fter, l called ON Miss Osmond. She {
'as dressed, ready to receive me. Is
ever saw her eyes SO bright; there was .
n indefinable glitter all over her, and t
er manner was fascinating to the last de- S
rec. After while said L: s
Sue, could have sworn an hour '
go that l saw you on ferryboat = i
Could you {? she laughed, without q
hanging color. Never swear to per- y
'nal identity. 1 knew a man who got y
ito horrid scrape once by doing So. Il
" Well, it wasn't you, was it, Sue ?" =
asked. d
How ridiculous !! she answered; n
I'd then with most unusual touch of r
etiance in her manner: Suppose it t
as-what then?' "
GO Nothing much, said 'only good n
We, Miss Osmond a
Truly?' said she, in the calmest pos "
BILE manner. 81
"'Y Yes, truly I answered, unless O.
III can account satisfactorily for conduct Y,
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