The Russellville Democrat., 1880-12-16
A WILL OF HER OWN.
pY cnARLEs STOKES wAYNE.

fbrOther lu-taW Slttlng alone h the l-darkness. T didn't know you | home from the store"
 II. Algernon Johnson looks up rather 6ly, and stammers out that he IS not bg quite up.to the mark"
 Ehat Is the mattcr?' inquiries the 1, solicitously, yet with vague sus- pn that his excuse is ruse, and that bas purpose in coming home early |waiting in the parlor at this partic- time. T hope you are not really knothing serious,n returns he; "a
 eadache, that's all. l have had atl5er busy time over the books" Che bookkeeper), and I am feeling the cts of it. If I have 20 minutes et, perhaps I may feel better" Eonsenseln laughing. Excuse me Ing so, Algy, but I think your flirta- with the widow is affecting you sh more than your struggles with the lSs. It is really disgraceful, Mir. nson. the way in which you are 'car. lg on with that young woman. It t have been after 12 o'clock before Bleft the parlor last night; and the lie house is talking about it." he young man looks up again. This l his face wears an expression of an- nce.
 keople in boarding house always &alk.n he says. Il am sure 1 can see 3-rm in convcrsing with Mrs. Love hc is certainly very agreeable e is, Alry," answers his sister-in- gery agreeable; and that is just ason you ought to be careful. She sainly lady; but my opinion Is
 a coquette, and its dangerous to Fith fire, you know.p
 s. Johnson, l thank you very much ur warning. but l must say it is ed fer. l am quite able to take
 myself"
 dear me! I didn't know it had
 at iar, or should not haveinterfer-
 must be something really ser
 Nth you at least. Aigy, my dear r. will leave you to spiddle your
 noe;;" with which slang phase
 nson whisks out of the room as
 NJ as she whisked into 1t, leaving
 ernon to solitudes and to head
 6uud the thlngl" he mutters.
 ntt every one tend to his own
 s, and not be continually worry
 nt some one else's. Elsie is gener-
 ey good; but she is certainly talk fmuch interest in this affair, and
 gave her setting down. What blk to Mrs. Lovelace more than a zd-maid boarders who abound
 What if did take Mrs. Loyelace | fch last sunday evening! And d Mrs. Lovelace and l did sit to-
 in the parlor last night for an fter the other boarders had gone Er rooms! am sure its nobodv's Hss. Mrs. Lovelace is pretty, she kelligent, she is charming. Mrs. acc has certainly done her duty in Respect. can hardly think of her Fidow, she is so young, so bright, 1y. hope and pray she is not out Vner. Coniound If! why didn't Eto ask her last night If 1 don't now before dinner I'll have no 2, kunit for must go to the lodge !. ht. ant she's never up when l leave morning; and alter tomorrow lwon't be any seats worth having s s week"
 Ire is d sound of rustling skirts on Rirway. and Mir. Johnson's reverie to a sudden close. The next mo- A lovely lady, garmented in light
 From her own beauty,
 into the room. Johnson is on his b an instant.
 bod evening, Mrs. Lovelace," he smiling very blandly, and pushing rd an armchair; "have this seat, you? You'll find it very comfort hnks, Mir. Johnson. You are very s q deliciously sweet and clear |and it causes Mir. Johnson's heart | more quickly, as he fancies there nder cadence in it for him that 1t ns for no other. He is fiatterlng klf that Mrs. Lovelace, if not exactly Ia with him, admircs his handsome (he considers it handsome; Tn N, his featurhs lack refinement; they road and uparse,) hls well propor- figure he [ insiders 1t well propor- an anarpmist would say his
 are short for his thick-set body, at his whole appearance is clumsy, tis centlcmanly manner and witty sation Che thinks himself a gen and witty; though, in fact. bis
 rs lack polish, and his converse remarkable for brilliancy.)
 Lovelace seats herself in the
 ed chair, and bestows on the man one of her sweetest smiles.
 lit rather dark here?' she asks. "I se Mrs. Jenkins doesn't like~us to |uch gas: but can't abide this dull ii gives me the blues. Won't you N turn it up Mir. JohnsonY
 nth pleasure. replies Algernon, | yning his short limbs to their utmost 0endeavor to reach the chande- Es rather high for you, isn't it?'
 rs. Loyelace.
 Johnson cannot bear his height 1inted at disparlgingly, and, mak- knal effort, he stands on the very
 d .is toes and turning the key the laze forth brilliantly.
 " Sit shows Mrs. Lovelace to be
 relv oi medium size, with soft
 white complexion, large laugh
 pt.yes, nose just the least bit
 b a small klssable mouth, and mpie in her chubby chin, She
 Nv not over 23; she may be only done! Well donel" she ex- lapping her small white hands, K knson. yon deserve credit. vou." MT, Johnson says,
 nd smiling, though in his heart