The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1878-03-28

ness, his passion, made, him exception
ally elodtient, even for himself.
Isabel listened with beating heart,
and with fast-changipg color. He told
how long he had worshiped her; how
her coldness had driven him to despair :
how, being about to go away for ever,
he could not leave without Saying ali
this, even though he had no hope.
&c So1ne happier man. be said, in con-
clusion, "will yet touch your heart. I
shall not hate hifh. I love. you too
purely for that. Heaven bless you
both p
She made no reply. But, If Harry
could have seen her averted face, he
would have seen that tears were in her
eyes. After awhile, however, the tears
ceased; look of perfect happiness ir-
roguish smile began to play r6tind the
corners of her mouth. She stopped and
traced, once more, something in the
sand. But what she traced now were
r a. "n ''' ''' 'e''e'' "A
Haven't you even word for me? %
said Harry, after pause. 81 haven't,
at least, offended you?''
have some letters for you, as you
may see, if they will do" she answered,
looking up With a 1nischievous smile;
and tbet she aettitifeit finished aff the
tail Of the 9.
What did she fneana Enigmatical as
were the words, the 1eek made his heart
beat high. He leaned toward her. She
did not move away. He put his arm
about her. She did not shrink; on the
contrary, she said, in low whisper:
Will you-glve-up-goin away, if
I ask youy''' And hef appealing look
was even more ELOQUENT thai, ilef words.
81 viii give Up my life, eVen;" he an
sWered, passibhately, PRESSING her to
his heart.
She lay passive for few seconds with
her head on his breast; then made a
faint effort to release herself.
"Not YET" he said, holding her fast.
"Not till you have told me that you love
me. It seems too good to be true. NV
happiness weuld be too great
You iiiust not htirfy me-" she an
swered, with a saucy, bewitching glance.
Don't you see am only OF the A B CT"
The look of those splendid eyes, her
sweet head on his cheek, the close prox-
unity of her tempting, inviting lips were
too much for. him. What could he do
but kiss her.
"There, that will do-at least, to be-
gin with" she cried, laughingly, but
blushing crimson; and extricating her.
self, with sudden little movement,
from his arms, she said You, at
least, understand the A B @.
He looked SIT het With suGh ptiEzled
air that she broke into a peal of laughter.
'Don't be angry" she said. 81 am
not laughing at you. was III a room
at the hotel yesterday, next to that
where you were sitting. It was Carrie
Stewards room, but she bad soAe out,
aid vas Sitting at the table, writing
message to her, when I heard your
d88&s dd88&e sHR9B p93aaeffftgsnf p93aa fffg wgfhe Fen
in both rooms, suppose you must be
more careful, Master Harry, ia the fu-
ture. And it-was then heard the talk
about the A B G of love-" And she
laughed mischievously again.
"What a veritabIe sprite you are, !"
he ANSWERED, ioihina In the iauHh. And
catching something of her sportiveness
he said
"But you must be punished for
eaves-dropping. And he caught her
once more in his arms, before she could
elude him, ahd kissed her again and
again.
"0hl but you're getting te5ohd the
A B g. she aaid. hSure1y one-is-
qiiite-enough."
"One will be, or I suppose will have
to be-" he answered. ''I am waiting
for it,
She opened her eyes wide.
Waiting for it Haven't you had
"a dozen q"
"Yes may be. But none from you. "
"Ohr'
"Gertasais;
From me-"
why not"
She pouted.
"Bat you love me?''
No answer.
"You love nleP"
She looked up from under her half
yelled eyes, Flushing rosily.
cit is not much to aek, he said, "is
it? It's only the A B G, you know"
"There, then" she said, "that's the
A. Well see about the B and @ by-and-
by, perhaps, if you behave yourself :"
and she glided from his arms again, and
stood like laughing Grace, full two feet
distant.
And there we leave them. Bit Harry
was right. Isabel, once having loved,
loved with her whole soul.
She does nothing by halves; she
learned the entire alphabet, by Jove p
said Charley, speaking of it many years
after. "She didn't stop, as namby pam
by women do, with the A B o.