Daily globe., 1879-09-21

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May, tell me why Mr.. Skidmore dislikes
Miss Carew."
CPL tell you all he said, Miss Arden
Miss Payne said there was a mystery
about Miss Carew, and limited at some
thing rather rejecting on her character
and Mr.. Skidmore said it was her family
that was running her. Miss Carew, SC
he said, had entrapped his brother into
an engagement. This was two years ago
and it is all broken off now. Mr.. Skid.
more would not hear of it, and wrote to
Miss Carew, telling her his brother would
be an outcast from his family If he mar.
rled her, and asked him to set him free.
1t seems that she did not really care fo1
him, but he was wild about her, and
they dritted into an engagement. The
whole family thoroughly dlsliked her,
ana Miss Payne said no respectable peo-
pie visited them. They live in fast
set, and Miss Carew goes all about with
no chaperone and, l believe, gets dread
fully mixed up with gossip. Mr.. Skid
more would be glad never to see her
again."
She stopped for sheer lack of breath,
and | said, feeling sort of scorn for a
man who could so speak of woman
Miss Carew may be all you say, but un-
til know more about it shall treat her
as always have. And as for Miss Payne,
she Is low, gossiping woman to repeat
such t*le.''
She stared at me in amazement.
Il had no idea you were SO fond of her,
she said. "Do you know they say she is
called fascinating? l have rather pitled
her because she was so plain"
"What became of Mr.. Skidmore's
brother?"
"Oh, I believe he married somebody
else. But I must go now You are not
offended, Miss Arden?"
"Ne,' | said, laughing; ''not with such
glddy tomboy as you are"
was greatly surprised by what MAY
had told me. For the first time sus-
! pected there was another nature in Annie
Carew than the INDECENT careless one we
saw. There might dangerous fires sleep
under those soft, brown eyes. There
might be hidden depths under that cold
exterior. And now I thought oft, she
wasn't so very plain. She had beautiful
eyes, brown and clear-looking; delicate
eyebrows, full, red lips, and masses OF
soft, dusky hair. If her face was dark
and thin, it was also full of character
Certainly she was not to be pitied.
l was rather fearful as to how she
would treat May, but at teatime she
came in smiling, and apol6gizlng for be-
ing so late. There was not trace Of un
pleasantness in the smooth face. She
laughed a great deal. and, showed me
sketch she had made; a ridiculously
long-necked bird was perched on the um.
brella, and in bis mouth bit of scarlet
ribbon, over which it seemed puzzled
There was real expression IN the small,
uncanny eyes, and laughed heartily.
Chow we'll you sketch, Miss Carew p.
said May, who was looking over my shoul
der.
eyes; that is one of my Bohemian pro-
clivities. One learns many things like
that travelling over the world without a
cAnperone.'
There was no malice in the tone. II
was merely an explanation. Mr.. Skid
more looked un quickly, and then went
out Of the room, abruptly. Miss Carew
laughed. f.. ...-..
"Havc shocked anyi>ody9" she asked
lightly.
"Come out on the beach," whispered.
And when we are alone, said, 'tTell me
about it, Miss Carew."
It was in substance what I had heard
once before that afternoon. She cared
nothing for the hoyish lover, and was
glad to have the engagement br oxen, bu
the insolent, unjust words of Mr.. Skid
more had hurt her cruelty.
"Why," she said II suppose he hates
me as he hates no one else in the world u
"And do you dislike hims"
"Miss Arden, I despise him."
~ am very glad to hear it, believe me-"
and tall figure strobe past us down the
beach. Miss Carew burst into laugh.
81 have added the last straw now, she
said.
After that there was not even the SEM
blance of politeness between them. Each
ignored the others existence. We walk
ed and talked, and played croquet, indo-
lently, as before. Mr. Skidmo1e was al
ways with Victoria Derry, and 1 was
drifting into dangerous liking for one
of our company, a man with neither mon
ey or good-looks. I think we were all
moderately happy, but I was alarmingly
so. All through the month we were IA
vered with fine weather. May Derry said
she was "full to bursting" of pure delight.
Living was pleasure, and life grand
holiday Once OF twice we all went to
Brunswick tor drive, hut for the most
part OF the time we're lying under trees
or in the warm SAND, Crusoe-like, reading
or thinking. All the fishermen have high
tenor voices at Harpswell, and sing songs
OF the sea, and wear old straw hats and
look picturesque. 1t was pleasure enough
to sit on the rocks, and hear their melody
rising free and unrestrained while they
mended their nets. It was beautiful, too,
to watch the shadows coming over the
tree tops, and the hush of night falling on
all the land.
One night we were out in the boat, and
Mr.. Price drew in the oars and let the
boat drift. 1t happened unfortunately
that Annie Carew was placed beside MI.
Skidmore, making it uncomfortable for
both. l soon forgot it, however, in watch
ing the beauty Of the beach and ocean in
the mellow, softened light, and drinking
in the sweet fragrant air.
"Such scene as this brings up sleep
ing memories" said Mr.. Skidmore.
"With the glamour of this soft beauty on
man he might be forgiven for almost
any rashness. am strangely susceptible
to moonlight and the fragrant spring air.
Miss Calew, won't you favor us with q
song and break the spell?"
1t must have affected him indeed to
speak like that, in that half tender voice
to Annie Carew.
II shall be happy to oblige you if you
really desire it,