The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1879-11-01


| yond her. She is dressed in some lilmy
robe Of black, little open at the neck,
1 through which her skin shines with daLs.
ling fairness. Her sleeves are cut short 10
the elbow, so that her arms, soft and
rounded as child's, can be hall seen.
Bohun Is attracted, and gazeS at her In.
tentlyi there Is something about her
mouth, which Is firm yet very tender, that
reminds him Of some one-WhOm he can.
not call to mind. Yes, she is very pretty,
more than pretty-downright lovely.
When Mr.. Bohun comes to this point he
raises himself from his lOunging position
and crosses over 10 the couch on which
this fur divinity is seated. ltiswi,h faint
feelings Of apprehension he takes this
step; lunatlCs, however beautiful, not be.
ing altogether 10 his taste.
Seeing you Alone" he begins respect.
FULLY, u thought perhaps you would let
me come and talk 10 YOU for Il little"
| The distrAught beauty turns her head,
and regards him OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES a
triilG nervously-6efOre replying.
"Oh! certainly" she says then, in very
sweet voice that has plaintivO rinr in il
THANK YOU, says lohun gratefully,
seating himself behind her CHANGING ut
the room generally, hesays presently with
a view to making conversations
This IL rather gay scene, il il nOt?'
VERY" says Beauty.
| you arc fond Of dancing"
"ies, says Beauty, always with an air
Of reservation.
! Evidently ofthe mOnosyllable order"
thinks Mr. BOhun; mot dGmonstratiye at
all events, thank myslars.')
"Ihen why arc You not dancing?" he
asks gently-.very gently, lest he should
rouse sleeping demon.
The pretty maniac pRuseJ n moment, rs
though to consider her answer, aud then
says naively:-
! "Becanse nobody has asked me-"
what a shame!" says IIohun. Zone
can hardly believe II. Perhaps" with
some hesitation, "you will Give mo the
pleasure Of" lie half rises from Ills
seat rs he speaks, but his words lis com
I pAniCon shrinks visibly, and puts up one
hand In manner almost besGechingly.
"Oh! thank you, no." she says regard.
ing him with somethiNglike horror in her
eyes; ~ should much prefer not. DO
not, entreatingly, and just little sooth.
ingIy, think me rude, but assure you |
should much rather sit still"
AS you wish, Of COURSE" says l}ohun,
reseating himself. ("Doesn't know her
own mind for two seconds together, moor
soul" he tells himself pityinyly, and
knows he is devOutiy thankful to her 10.
cause OF her refusal. To talk to an insane
young woman is one thing, TO dance with
her is quite GuOther.)
/ Besides says the pretty girl with
rather u forced smile, and plainly with a
desire to conCiiate, you sec haven't
been introduced to you. don't even
know your name."
Here Mr.. Bohun remembers George
Norman's advice to humor them. So, 6y
way OF humoring this particular patient,
he says blAndly.
Il am the king OF the Caunibal ISL
andsr'
"Ah!' says Beauty gravcly. She re.
CARDS him attentively for moment or
two in her slow pretty fashion, and then
goes on: "iour majesty has done me a
great honor; had no idea was CONVEX.
sing with royalty"
"Well, one nightnt think il certainly,
to look at MT" says Mr.. Bohun mOdestlv,
"but the fact remains"
u should rather fancy Your people must
be troublesome. | shouldn't think Won
would have much OF time with them, "
says his companion timidly.
OF are right, says Mr.. Bohun, "but
that arises principally from the reason
that ! am seldom among them; their at.
tenti0ns arc little too pronounced for
my tastes, so are their meals. Even when
do visit them it doesn't seem to signify
they don't trouble ovCrmuch; and Of late
years ! have noticed that the lcvGes grow
smaller and smaller. You see, they have
rather playful way Of making themselves
scarce, especially in famine times, and it is
pretty nearly always famine times"
Poor people how their poverty must
distress you" says Beauty.
Not so much rs you might imagine, :"
says BOhun. "As told you before, OK.
cept on very rare occasions, | don't inilict
my society upon them
Why with interest.
Lest they should make me scarce too"
All" says the lovely lunatic so com.
prchensively that Bohun for n little while
stNres at her retIectively. Then lie SAYS
gently
Now ! have told you all my private af.
lars, don't yOn think You might contlde
little in me? May ! ask your name"
she lowers her eyes and hGsilalcS per.
ceptibIy, after which she says with digni-
ty:-
81 am the queen OF hearlsl"
"lndecd.' says BohGn, with n quick
smile, "you amaze me! did not know
FL ia, .
such queen After all, il was no com.
mon instinct drew mo to your side. Like
inclines to like, you know, aud birds of a
icather-''
"'Gather no moss says the queen Of
hrnrts unsnilingy.
Quite 80, replies Mr.. Hohun, though
perhaps al this moment he il little
just littlC-at fault. Again he stares at
her InctlitativeIy. Certainly she is a very
able lunaic.
Your kingdom is a larger one than
mine, he says presently.
~ iSuniversal, returns her majesty
mildly. at grows every hour"
at has certainly gr0wn " thin tho last
hour replies he; lyon have made a
fresh conquest. Win your majesty deign
to enroll me as n new subjert?'
You with laugh full Of amusn.
ment, anu u vivid blush, $50 SOON Oh.
it is impossible"
at is quite possible. would he, not
yonr subject, hut You slave, says Bohuu,
warming TO his work, anl inscnsibly
moving degree nearer 10 her.
AT this unexpected movement on his
parl, the lair queen shows signs OF fear.
She paIcs visibly, and casts m anxious
look around hur. Then, shrinking from
hun, she makrsa quick gesture, suggestive
Of instant flight.
"lIave offended yon? Surely you are
not afraid Of me- asks Blum rcprOach.
fully.
ooh! no-uo. Its not that, murmurs
shC iaintly; "Only, you are so Ro-lrn.
pctuOus. The fact is, cannot speak to
you'll yOu--siir,"
Her fingers clasp each other nrryonsiv,
There Is II good deal Of pnmistakGh!c fear
in her large blue Oyea.
wIIystGricNl" thinks Mr.. Bohnn, 'vcry
IiIgh!y and unsettled, poor little thing
VERY well, he says, ''thcn | slmnt
stir, but at least relieve my anxiety. Tell
me you do not reject me, that you will nc.
Cel't me rs AEuhiCGt,'
"OiCp | accept you. Why should
not" OnIyR moment since confess felt
" IIItlo frightened; remembering where
you came from, half thought you were
going to bite me.
1T was Almost natural thought" Rmia.
bly,; bnt rrasurC yourself it Is so long
since have tasted human Ilcsh, that !
have ALMOST lost my 1est forit. promise
lGilhlnIly Shan't take lit out Of Won, ut
Rll evrnls."
"RemCmhCr, royNl promise can never
he broken, says the queen earnestly.
~ shall remember it," replies he.
Then onsnos slight pause, broken ut
length by her.
"llaTc you heou long here"
Not very long"
to mO."
"ics. BIIan't stay long, either. | nm