Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1879-04-03
JEALOUSY.

ded:
q can not allow you to die
tate to me-"
Il don't wish to dictate to you,
Bessie; but Warren Mann isn't
fit associate for you, and if
you value my opinion, you viii
forbid his visits. He is gam
bier, and"
"You needn't enumerate his
faults. He is a nice fellow, and
Twill go with him when | choose,
cried Bessie, growing angry ev-
cry moment.
II never. thought that you
were a firt, Bessie, or that you
would have trifed with me as
you have done. | am sorry"
"You needn't be sorry, Mr..
Herne. We are not suited to
each other and l am glad we
have found it out in time. You
are jealous and exacting."
"And you are a heartless co.
quette," cried Tom, getting an
CRY in turn. 81 once hoped to
be happy with you, but that
hope is past. May Mr.. Mann
be more fortunate than / was.
Good-by!'
And with these words he left
the room.
"Oh, what have ] done?" cried
poor willful Bessie, sinking on
the floor, and sobbing as if her
heart would break.
She was aroused by a hand
placed on her shoulder, and look
ing up she saw the smiling face
of Floy Haden, who seeing the
flushed face and tear-stained
cheeks, exclaimed:
whats the matter with you,
child p
ooh, Floy, / have driven him
away, and he will never come
back and | love him so much"
said Bessie, throwing herself in
her friends arms.
"Who's gone ? Who viii not
come back?" asked FIoy, slight
ly bewildered at such an out
burst from one who was usually
gay and happy.
Tom, sobbed Bessie. "And
it was all my fault"
"Oh!" said Floy, beginning
to understand. "There, darling,
don't cry; tell me all about it.
said he, soothingly.
Bessie managed to tell her sto-
ry to her friend, who said:
cit may not be SO bad as you
think, dear; he viii be back in
the morning to beg forgiveness;
he is as sorry as You are"
Bessie was comforted by this,
although she passed a slecpless
night. Morning came, then eve
ing, but no Thomas Herne. Mr..
Warren Mann came, though, and
made himself as fascinating as
possible. But he found Bessie
listless, and the very opposite of
the bright, taIkative girl of the
evening before. He had never
appeared to her so shallow as he
did that night, or his CONVERSE
ticn so nonsensical and silly"
"By the way, have you heard
the news, Miss Bessie 7" he ask
ed.
"No," said Bessie.
"About Mr.. Herne 2"
"What of him 2" said Bessie,
becoming very much interested.
"Oh, nothing, only he is going
abroad, and, from what | hear,
he never intends to come back. /
Very sudden, isn't it? Heavens!
are you i'll, Miss Bessie?" he ask
ed, as her face grew deathly pale,
and she looked as if she was go
ing to swoon.
"Nothing," she answered, re-
covering her self-control by a
great effort.
1t would never do for " arren
Mann to know how much Toms
departure affected her, and she
commenced talking Of something
else, striving to appear indifler-
ent, though it was hard to keep
back the tears. Soon after her
visitor took his leave, and Bessie
gave vent to her feelings. In
moment Of anger she had driven
the man she almost worshipped
from her, and for the sake of one
who hadn't three ideas in bis
head. After a time She went to
her room, but not to sleep.
lie will find some one else to
love, and forget me" she said to
herself, and the thought was al
most maddening.
Meanwhile, while TIL 0 m as