The Newtown bee., 1879-06-25

don't want to!" said Kitty, piqued at his hesitation.
 C do want to come," he answered earnestly, and will, if can possibly arrange it so."
 "I'1l expect you,' said Kitty, lightly; and then remembering that her cousin must be wondering at her long absence, she lifted the pail of berries and would have said good morning. but Hugh stepped instantly to Ter side, and taking the pail, went with her as far as the piece of dilapidated wall where she had first crossed over. Then he watched her until she disappeared from sight in the Wylie garden.
 When he turned back, his brow was knit but his lips were smiling. The merry little brunette face had aroused his interest as no other face had ever done. Hugh Greystone had more TO- nance and generosity in the depth of his soul than any one dreamed, and was quite capable of doing quixotic deed once in while, if it harmed no one but himself. He determined to go to Mary Wylie's party, and to pay a royal price for the privilege.
 " Here are your rasp,berries" ex- claimed Kitty, gayly, as she entered the and pick them over."
 You dear little soul! said Mary, with fervor, '.you are such 8 comfort. But I am afraid you are tired out, your cheeks are so t1ushed!"
 "Oh, I ran up the path" said Kitty, bending over the berries. She had fully meant to recount all her adventure for Mary's entertainment, but after all, so unaccountable is a girl, she said not one word about it.
 Together they prepared the float, beat in tho orrc TIT, hi rb and whita or5 1irbt and gradually adding the sugar and ber- ries, till they had D great dish heaped up like a massy mountain with the delicacy, which was ln tint an exquisite pale pur- pie. It was set aside with the cake, and then the girls flew to adorn themselves.
 Evening came and the guests gathered. It was a house where every one liked to visit, and Mary Wylie was a popular girl. Her cousin, the stranger, looking very piquant and pretty in 9 black grenadine, with a few 'cloth of goldn herself enjoyed the evening, the more, perhaps, because of certain secret ex- citement that set her heart bounding every time 8 newcomer entered the door, and her first thought was, ''I5 it he?"
 But time passed, and he came not. There had been dancing, and every one was warm and tired. Refreshm nts were always served early at the Wy lies' in obedience to good, old-fashioned mo- tions on the part of the head of the house. So presently the cake was passed about, and the company partook, with the pleasant anticipation that ice-cream was coming next to make them cool and comfortable. It was such 8 sultry July evening that they must be pardoned. m inh 1aI ln licb brought in, 1t was universally noticed, for human nature does feel interested in what it is about to eat at a party.
 II never saw lavender ice-cream be- fore, whispered one to his neighbor, and Mary Wylie heard it.
 She dipped it out into saucers, and, with the electric sympathy of a hostess, felt that the first taste was followed by disappointment. The fact was, the float was delicious thing, but. for the first instant, it did fall flat in mouths that were made up for ice-cream.
 It's raspberry float" said nitty, innocently, in reply to a neighbor's question; II picked all the berries for it myself"
 "Yes,n said sharp-eyed young lady, whom Kitty had already recognized as the one in the lane, II saw you rif1ing the Greystone bushes."
 ''Why ,Kittyr' exclaimed Mary Wylie, with deepening color, you did not go out of your own lot, did you ?"
 I'm afraid I did, said Kitty, be- coming embarrassed at the mischievous and meaning glances that met her on all sides, and feeling that, for some reason, her cousin was annoyed.
 But some one passed his saucer for little more of the float, and one after another began to praise it, till at last Mary's equanimity returned.
 Meanwhile, Mir. Wylie, who had been sitting comfortably all the evening out in the honeysuckle-scented piazza, had company of his own. It was Hugh Greystone, who coming up the path and finding him there, had stopped for a talk
 "Mr. Wylie," he said, "Ive come to say that I have changed my mind about our lawsuit The well is out of repair, the mere-stoneis lost, and if you are sure about your survey, can't say but there may have been a mistake. In fact, l concede the knoll"
 "That's right, Hugh, my boyn' ex- claimed MT; Wylie, his stiff dignity melting into hearty cordiality. ''I knew YOU would do the fair thing when you came to think it over"
 l Some little friendly chat followed, and then MT. Wylie took Hugh into the par Tor with the most impressive kindness making the company all feel that this was the honored guest of the evening and finally introducing him to Kitty who blushed like 8 cinnamon rose. Al her side he stayed, and when Mary smil ingly brought him some cake and some float, he pronounced the latter perfec tion, and ate it in state of beatitude.
 "Why didn't you tell me I was tres passing this morning ?" Kitty asked softly.
 "I had been waiting for you to' long, he said, half testing, half earnest
 Six weeks later MT. Wylie went ou one pleasant morning to repeat his sur vey, and to lay the foundation of his wal anew His measurements did not com exactly as he expected, and he wa
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