The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-05-28

you-or don't you know? But it is
worse than folly to talk of that. Isup-
pose it is one of the little amusements OF
women to give roses and smiles right and
left and we men are to be grateful for
small mercies. l am very rough with
you, l daresay, but have begun, and
you must hear me. l went after that
-that-wetched bit of paper, because
you seemed so annoyed at having
dropped it.. have never read it. But
inferred from what the person said who
picked it up that it was love-letter. In
deed he as good as said it was. He then
mentioned that it was written by lady,
who was staying with the Somebody
Something's, and was very intimate
friend of theirs. / knew that he must
mean you; and had allowed him to go on
| should probably have heard the name OF
the gentleman in question. dld not al
low him to go on, and do not know to
whom the letter was written. Now, l
have one more disagreeable thing to
say"
But he waited before he said it. They
had walked on. 1t is only on the stage
that people are capable of having wordv
and agitated discussion, standing quietly
face to face. In real life, if the discus
sion takes place in room, one walks up
and down the room. If out Of doors, one
walks straight on-anywhere and any
how ones body must move with ones
thoughts and words.
The had reached the waters edge,
however, and not being able to walk on,
they had stopped for moment or 50.
at is this" said he-"I love you! l
think you must know it, and | don't
think have startled you at all. don't
see why it should trouble you. am go
, Ing away, and shall soon be forgotten
doubtless. l don't care a-a-d-n for
your money; and care with every beat
, Of nv heart for yourself, that's all"
He would have probably walked away,
after the first moment or two OF utter 81
lence on both sides, had he not OWNED
rather than felt a hand on his coat
sleeve.
"One moment" said Miss Munniss. So
7 he waited, while she searched for some
r thing in her pocket, with trembling fin
r gers and eyes that were blind with tears.
g At last she found what she was fumbling
for and gave it to him. 1t was closed
9 envelope. addressed to Paul Lescar, Esq.
Ito be given to him when / die). oI
| He gave her one look, which she bore
: valiantly, and tore the envelope open
8 Inside there was the identical letter
: which had caused SO much heart-burning
r and confusion.
: Gam to read it =. >" asked he.
ut belongs to you," said she. But
while he read it, she turned away with q
pair Of scarlet, hot cheeks.
And this is what he read in the blurred
8 water-stained, crumpled sheet of note.
i paper: .,. o. ...,, p.
: PHGBE MUNNIs, Her CONFESSION.
ILovE Mr.. Lescar! love Mr.. Lescar!
I love Paul Lescar!!! And alas! Pau
Lescar does not love NELL! But I viii
marry no one else in this wide world
Witness my hand and signature in sigr
: thereof.
PHGBE META MUNNIss.
(Oh! what pump am! But this i:
all true.-P. M. M. October 15, 49,
: His face may be imagined! He had
II however, only time to give her one lool
but such lookl-when voice said:
e ooh, here you are!" and a couple o
!. forms came from out small laurel-linet
{, sidepath before him and stood between
e him and her.
"You said you had gone up stairs
; mean you were going up stairs; and We
y couldn't think what had become of you
q Mr. Lescar."
"How do you do, Mrs. Something
u said he, far too glorioualy happy to fee
u annoyed at even this importune ar
). rival. m
it Chow d'you do, Something - ho'
d'you do? Yes -. here we are, yo'
lsee."
eyes there you are Wh,
u. :. Mr.. Lescar you are privileged per
q son! Isn't that the very letter you wer
u groaning and moaning over last night
q Phoebe e?--when the drawing-room wa
l. quite dark and you thought nobody wa
70 there. Well, Mr.. Lescar, am curious
:, confess. Phoebe nearly boxed my ear
: for looking over her shoulder at itW
1t Paul Lescar looked at his Phoebe wit
little hesitation this time. He woul'
u have preferred to keep that precious bi
of paper to himself. But Mrs. Somebod
as Something seemed really annoyed.
1t "Give it to me, please, Mr.. Lescar,
said Miss Munniss.
u He gave it to her with smile. If sh
had asked for his head at that moment
IS he would probably have looked aroun'
him for some handy instrument wit
i. which to decapitate himself.
D But Mrs. Something was too quick 70
= either Of the others. She was rud
IN enough to snatch the letter away, befor
d Phoebe could take it. Why should MI
Lescar know Phebe's secrets, pray
and she not? At the moment she did j
:. the truth flashed across her mind. AM
n at that moment light gust Of wind ful
# tered hat ribbon into her face. Sh
re- pushed it away. She lost her hold o.
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