The Osceola times., 1878-12-14
AT LAST A HERO.
BY VIXlL DUHRING.

81 wish | could see real live hero"
and Frederetts Floyd clos. d her rightly
bound Tennyson and leaned b&0k in her
chair. "lt ! had lived in those days OF
knightly chivalry, how proudly should
have bent my head to wear the jewel OF
love bestowed upon me by such a.
Ceraint, Lancelot of the Lake, Sir Gala
had, but the signing swains of to-day
substitute words tor deeds, and, If tested
would not turn q finger should it en-
danger their precious lives. Pshaw; it
makes me impatient TO compare them 7"
and she rose from her chair energetically
and walked across the room to the west
em window, where the mysterious,
silent beauty of September afternoon
wrought itself into the surrounding land
scaps.
And do you think the nineteenth
century deficient in heroes %
She turned quickly at the interroga-
tion from the reclining form or the
lounge. She may have felt slightly
guilty, for her remarks had been tacit
condemnation OF that person. But she
flashed out excitedly:
eyes, do think the present age de-
ficient in heroes. am firm believer
in the good old times"
A pair of deep blue eyes looked at her
with something of admiration in theii
unread depths, and gentle, with a
rather pse but handsome face, and a
| slight, elegant figure, rose from the so a
and walked across TO her side at the
window. Sac looked almost scorniully
at the-it seemed to her. ffeminate
man beside her. Would he ever drop
this unruffled mien and do something
she did not care what-that would be-
token energy?
"Well, there is no use in getting cross
over it," he said, coolly; well have to
take the world now IS we find ii. CJme,
get your hat and walk with me-" laying
hi, hand on her shoulder hall caressingly,
"These rare days will pas all too soon,
and we shall not have enjoyed them
thoroughly"
Something in his touch shot through
her a little electric thrill. Sac did not
know the latent power he held over her
dimly shadowcd forth as yet, it irritated
her when he willed, it weuld control
her. A casual observer would pro-
nounce her the most positive character
of the two, a physiognomist would pro.
nouuce differently.
They stepped out into the golden air,
and walked leisurely to an srbor at the
foot OF the garden. He WAS riend OF
her brothers, and 'Frederetts wondered
what will found in him ~ attractive.
Only few Gays OF their vacation re-
mained, and then they would go back to
the city.
Everett Reynolds had found his
friends nome siDgularly attractive, made
80 by the presence o' t'rederetta, whose
wayward moods he loved to study
though he knew it not
Her book which she had brought along
with her lay ON her lap She threw of
her bat on the rustic seat, and Everett,
looking at her with half.closed eyes
thought within himself how fair she
looked with the checkered sunlight
caressing her low brow and bright brown
hair, her white dress and pink ribbon.
investing he's with the charm which be.
coming dress gives to woman.
won't you resd to me ?" he asked al
length.
you do not admire Tennyson p lit
ing her lashes to let her eyes rest upor
his face. "You alwsysrste him low When
SPEAK in his favor
"You are mistaken lido admire him
ard I think nothing finer than tn,
Idvis."
He took the book and began TO turn
! the leaves. Fredereita eyed him snx
, iously; it came TO her suddenly tina
, more was here than met the eye. H,
/ p pitsed the book 70 her 9. en- Al "Eald."
"You Hike that p she asked; "1I.