, 1878-06-19

parted at the college door the day on
which each was publicly hailed with
loud acclamations as "Mistress of Arts.
Miss Bearlsley is a lovely woman of
eight and twenty Summers, looking at
least five Summers less, with an excep-
tionally sweet voice, an exceptionally
bright smile, an exceptionally graceful
figure, and exceptionally winning ways
And to this bewitching woman has Leon
Fishback, the hitherto apparently unim-
pressionable bachelor, devoted himself
since the moment he took her slender
little hand in his and babe her welcome
to his home. And it is by her side he
loiters, untempted by the merriment
without, in the deep, pleasant vine en-
wreathed bay window of the library, as
the fair haired girl comes flying across
the garden, pursued by the tinkling balls
Laura starts. from her seat with a
blush, and leaning from the window, en-
treats, Soak them away, Bella, DEAR
They are dancing on the flower bed. +"
And as the girl obediently turns and
speeds in the opposite direction, she
draws back her pretty head, and looking
at her companion, says, "How much
Bella is like her sister Teresa is,
when Teresa was only l6P'
'Is she}' asks Mr.. Fishback.
"Why, don't you rememberp says she.
81 do not" replies Mr.. Fishback, with
emphasis.
Miss Laura makes two interrogation
points of her silken eyebrows, opens her
mouth to speak, thinks better Of it,
closes her red lips firmly, and turns to
the window again as the Follow-follow-
me-ers stop playing and gather in a
group, with their eyes fixed upon small
aerial car, gayly decorated with flags,
which is gently swaying between heaven
and earth, as it slowly descends toward
the lawn. In few moments it touches
the ground, and handsome young fel-
low leaps out, and is greeted with many
EXPLANATIONS of pleasure and surprise.
"Your brother Reginald" says Miss
Beardsley. $50 soon returned from
Londonl Why, he only started few
days ago."
"Yes; flying ship American Eagle
fastest of the Air Line. l heard of her
arrival Just after breakfast this morning,
when it was shouted by the telephone at
the station below"
"Thirty miles away%
"Ohl that's nothing We expect to
be able to hear news from hundred
miles away before many years are past
"May l not be in the immediate vicin-
ity when that news is shouted" says the
lady, with an involuntary movement of
her pretty white hands toward her pretty
rose-tipped ears, ''for'I should expect to
be deaf for everrhore"
"Never fear, my dear, mean Miss
Beardsley. Such misfortune as that
shall never occur, even though you
should chance to be at the very side of
the shouter. Edison is at this moment
perfecting an instrument that begins to
deliver it's message in moderately loud
voice, which increases in volume as it is
carried forward, until it reaches the most
distant point it is intended to reach,
thus maintaining an even tone all along
the route. How glorious all these Eds
oman inventions areP he continues, with
u glow of enthusiasm; "and what hum
drum times our ancestors must have had
without theml Why, they are the very
life Of the age There's the phonograph,
for instance but I beg pardon, you are
looking bored cannot expect you to
take as much interest in these scientific
subjects as | do Is not Reginald COM
ing this wayl" 8 3 es 8 NJ
"He is not" answers Miss Laura, de-
murely; "he is still holding Bella's hand,
and totally ignoring all the other well
coming hands extended to him."
"Ahl the old, old story that is ever
new!" quotes Mr. Fishback, as he peeps
over the shoulder of his fair guest at the
new arrival; and then suddenly rising
and confronting her, he exciaims: "You
must have heard that story very, very,
often, Laura--forgive my calling you so,
but you used to permit it in the days we
went blackberying together some ten
years ago; and forgive me again, bat
upon my word l cannot help asking you,
impelled as / am by some mysterious
power, Why have you never married" /"
A blush rises to her cheek, bit she
looks up in his face calmly and replies:
81 don't remember the blackberry epi-
sodes and | have remained unmarried