St. Landry democrat., 1879-07-12
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FREDERETTA'S HERO,

II wish I could see real hero" an
Frederetta Floyd closed her richl
bound Tennyson and leaned back in he
chair. eft I had lived in those days O
knightly chivalry how proudly shoult
have bent my head to wear the jewel O
love bestowed upon me by such a
aeraint, Lancelot OF the Lake, Sir Gala
head, but the sighing swains of to-day
who substitute words for deeds, and i
tested would not turn finger, should il
endanger their precious lives. Pshaw
it makes me impatient to compare
them !" and she rose from her chair
energetically and walked across the hool
to the western window, where the mys.
terious silent beauty OF a September
afternoon wrought itself into the sur
rounded landscape.
And do you think the nineteenth
century deficient in heroes?'
She turned quickly at the interroga-
ten from the reclining form on the
lounge. She may have felt slightly
guilty, for her remarks had been tacit
condemnation of that person. But she
flashed back, excitedly.
eyes, I do think the present age def
cient in heroes. I am a firm believer in
the good old times"
Apair of deep blue eyes looked at her
with something of admiration in their
unread depths, and a gentleman with a
rather pale but handsome face, and 8
slight elegant figure, rose from the sofa
and walked across to her side at the win
dow. She looked almost scornfully at
the-it seemed to her--efeminate man
beside her. Would be never drop this
unrufaed mien-that would betoken
"Well, there is no use getting cross
over it, he said cody; swell have to
take the world now as we frd it. Come,
get your hal. and walk with me p laying
his hand on her shoulder half cares.
singly. "These rare days will pass all
toe soon, and we shall not have enjoyed
them thoroughly"
Something in his touch shot through
her little electric thrill. She did not
know the latent power he held over her:
dimly shadowed forth as yet 1t irritated
her; when he willed it would control
her. A casual observer would pronounce
her the most positive character of the
two; physignomist would pronoupce it
ifferently.
They stepped out on the broad T iazza
into the golden air and walked leisurelv
to an arbor at the foot of the garden
passing through gay bordered walks
where bright autumn flowers glowed and
flower fashion-in the 90.
tent elixir of that sunsladen atmosphere
which had matured into rare and perfect
beauty.
He was O chum of her brothers and
Frederetta wondered what Will found in |
aim 50 attractive. Only a few days OF |
their vacation remained, and then they
would 90 back to the city.
Everett Reynolds had found his friends
lome aingularly attractive-made 10 by
he presence of Frederetta, whose way
yard moods he loved to study, though
be knawEit not.
Her book which ahe had brought along
nth her lay ON her lap. She threw off
er hat on the rustic seat, and Everett.
boxing at her with half-closed eyes,
hought within himself, how fair she
ooked with the chequered sunlight ca
essing her low brow and bright brown
air, herwhite dress and pink ribbons
lvesting her with the charms which
eeoming dress gives to woman. ,
" Won't you read to me 2" he asked,
, length.
9 You do not admire Tennyson p lift
. her lashes to let her eyes upon his !
ce. g You always rate him low when
speak in his favor e
9 You are mistaken. / do admire him, i
d think nothing finer than the }