Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1879-01-16
A TREASURY ROMANCE.

whistled within Mile of Edinboro
Town" while John Fenwick sat in the
parlor and scowled fiercely at the por-
trait of that young lady hanging over
the mantel. But scowling didn't seem
to have much effect on the portrait, and
his anger seemed to have about as much
on the original.
The truth of the matter was, there
had been a lovers quarrel.
They had been engaged for six
months. That was long time for Kit
tie to keep her flirting propensities in
check. But she had done it, and con-
graduated herself on the victory she
had gained. Why is it that just as
soon as we think we have ourselves un-
der control, something comes along to
tempt US, and in good many cases we
find that we are not masters of ourselves
af5er all. l don't know why it is, am
sure. Klttie didn't either. But lust
about the time she began to plume her
self on her conquest, Carl Davenport
came along, and straightway up pop
ped the old penchant for flirting. 1t
seemed to her that she couldn't help
flirting with Davenport. He was hand
some and jolly, and there was some
thing about him which seemed to dare
her. She knew John wouldn't like it;
that people would talk, and that her
mother would institute course of daily
lectures-but, she kept on flirting.
John die care and by-and-by he
spoke to her about it.
"You aren't jealous, 1 hopeg she said
"Fd never have thought that of you,
John Fenwick, neverp'
mo, l am not jealous he replied
"But l don't like to see you so thought
less. Would you like to have me fiirt-
ing with Miss Powell or Miss Covert
as you fiirt with Davenport?"
"Oh, l shouldn't care the least in the
world" she laughed back. "It's real
fun, John. Try it and see."
That was all the satisfaction he got
then. BY and by he touched ON The
subject again, and they came near hav-
ing a lovers quarrel. But John, who
had holy horror of lovers quarrels,
had the good sense to stop before they
got to angry words. But now the quar-
rel had come in dead earnest For half
an hour there had been a tempest rag
ing in the parlor. Kittie took up her
position on the veranda, and whistled
to show how little she cared, and he
scowled. To listen to her, he conclud- |
ed that at that particular moment her
sole object in life was to see how many
runs and trills and other em5ellish-
ments she could get into "Within a !
Mile of Edinboro' Town"
At length he went out to her.
Il want to come to some understand
ing in the matter" he said. "Tll tell
you what you must do. Either stop
flirting with Davenport, Or
'Or break off oul engagement, is that
itT" she asked, with half flash in her
cheeks.
Precisely he answered gravely. 81
have borne it as long as 1 can. If you
really care for him, of course it is bet
ter for us to understand the matter. Ifl
you don't care for him, 1 have a right
to insist"
"You insist?n she cried, with fash
ing eye.
"You insist I'd have you to under
stand, John Fenwick, that you nor any
other man can order me to act accord
ing to your sovereign will and pleasure.
I shall do just as i please, sir"
every we'll" he answered sternly.-
"You understand the consequences,
them
81 do" she said scornfully, "You
need not wait for them. You can have
your freedom now. Here's your ring;
keep it for some woman who will al
low herself to be dictated to, and who
will come and go at your royal will
Good morning, sir"
And then she went in and shut the
door in his face Kittie from behind
the curtain, saw him go away without
once looking back. lhH
ITO dare TO tell me what l must do
or must not dow she cried. "T'll show
himw
By and by better thoughts came toI
her. Il suppose Twas to blame" she
said, reluctant to acknowledge it even
TO herself but he needn't have made
a fool of himself by being jealous of
me. Heought to have known that
iidn't care for the goose of Daven
port, but men can't see an inch ahead
If their noses. I'll let him think Pm
nae for while, and when he's had
ime to get ashamed of himself. I'll
.one around little, and be good, and
very thing will turn out nicely"
Kittie's plan was good enough, but it