Daily Republican., 1879-08-29

Looked sadly down on the weeping maid
The sun that camo In his morning pride,
: Shed golden light DER q laughing bride.
MARIE.
Lying lazily in the hammock unde
the cid linden trees, Marie Chase wa
indulging in the unwonted luxury 0
, thought, when up the broad gravelet
walk came an unmistakable masculin,
tread, each moment drawing nears.
but Marie was quick to act, and wher
Philip Burton, In light morning suit
and lazily pum ng away at a fragran
Havana, arrested his steps, the wordl
he was about to utter were checked up
on mis- lips, IS he caught sight Of ai
pretty q picture as he had rarely
seen. 4.n.
| The long-fringed lashes lay low upon
the flushed and rounded cheek; one
hand supported the dainty head, while
the breath came quietly and regularly
asa ohild's from the rosy and half
parted lips. ....
"Asleep, by Jove! What a chance
to win pair Of gloves !''
The wish was father to the act, a.,
slowly STOPPING his handsome head. in
another moment, Us his moustache
brushed her cheek, the fatal deed
would have been accomplished, but
thst the dark blue eyes unolosed, with
such look Of soorn in their radiant
depths that he shrank back, as though
the fair white hand had dealt him q
sudden blow
"Forgive me, Miss Chase" he said,
humbly "but the temptation was ir-
resistable, and l have not even the
consciousness OF reward for my audaci-
ty, as apanacea for your displeas-
ure."
at was unmanly and ungsntlemanly
in you, Mr.. Burton; and had really
been asleep should never have spo-
ken to you again"
"But, as you were the one guilty
Of deception, you will forgive me ?"
"As it is, 1t is a matter of supreme
Indifference, which to resent would
only bs to give food for gossip; there
fore, | pass it over in merited con-
tempt"
"You are severe, Miss Chase. Have
l indeed sinned so irretrievably, and
yet am deprived Of the sweet comfort of
my sin."
Since when has my displeasure be-
come q matter of such moment to Mr..
Burton He ha, generally appointed
himself censor OF my actions. 1t must
be novel sensation TO turn the mirror
Of fault-fnding inward"
And with these words, the girl
sprang from the hammock, and, with
flushed cheek and quick stop, retreated
inio the cool old farm house, whose
hospitable walls she had sought three
weeks before, and where for the first
time her path and Philip Burton's had
crossed.
81 hate him-I hate him " she said
aloud, when she had regained her own
room. "All these weeks he has treated
me with marked disdain and disa D.
pro7al; but how dare he think so light
ly of me as to thus insult me 7"
No trace, however, Of the girls dis.
pleasure manifested itself when, few
hours later, she came down into the old
fashioned dining room dressed in white,
with Just bunch Of scarlet roses at her
slender waist.
There was French blood in Marie
Chase's veins, and it showed in every
knot Of ribbon tied by her deft fingers,
every bit of lace which always fasten
ed itself just in the right place-even
in the very rosetts ornamenting the
tiny slipper-but, above all, in the
which was her life.
No artful arts we're hers, but she act
I'd out herself, and it was this that
Philip Burton, with his strict ideas, SO
,ternly disapproved; it was this, she
reasoned, which had led him to judge
her 80 lightly.
Into his handsome eyes their came
|ook of silent contrition and mute
as u ey rested on her fresh
young beauty; but she met their gaze
With an indifference too perfect to be
'eigned, he thought, as she crossed the
.oom to where Fame Faring nonchalant-
y leaned against the low, broad win
low sill.
Burton bit his lip as he saw the
action. He had begun by disappearing
If his girl. She was an enigma to him,
md he did not like enigmas; but, sud
lenly to find her in the judges seat,
While he stood convicted before her Of
IN act born of a mokent's impulse, and
which he knew to bs ungent' t'smanly,
vas sensation, as she had stated, not
,nly novel but very hard to brook
" as it possible sol.letb 'ng deeper stirred
1t his hear, as he saw her standing
~ Fame Faril g's side, the latter's eyes /
h " beauty 1t was not
imple jealousy tina. stirred him.
lad Fame been a 1et er or worthier
nau, 1t would have been different.--
)nce he might have warned her bat
low she would only laugh him to
corn. II
Very silent was Philip Burton in the
ve-k that followed. {
Somehow, Marie missed the little,
ute, sensible chats they had had to-
ether, even when she laughed at his I
a ~ ADVICE, and pouted at his VIE ,
e'ukss. She never saw him now with
ut tho hot blood rushing to her cheek,
nd 50 II vas that she rode and drove
nth Fame Fsring day after day, meet
~ Mr.. Burton with few words morn
1g and evening.