Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1881-11-30


he said, after a pause, How little
know Of you IN spite Of our long IN
J timacyl I've taken you entirely on
trust, haven't II continual comfort
In u face-thc lincaments of gospel
books he quoted.
'Flattery thy name Is man, What
can toll you about myself that you
don't know already You know my
layorte poets aud novels, my religious
views, my slender Accomplishments
you know | live in the country, aud
am just NOW keeping house in the city
for my brother aud sister, who are
abroad DO you like my boys, Mr.,
Elphinstonc?'
'What a depression ! can tolerate
them, by-thc-way, speaking of boys
reminds me Of II correspondence I've
had with an anxious mother on the
subject, think | have one of the
precious cpistlcs about me; they are
such sweet-tempcred specimens, you
ought to see thcm,' rs he struck n
match and read
Mr.. THURSToN Sir--I can rely
implicitly upon our divers word. And
il fail to reorganizc the manners OF
our boy, it must be because your own
furnishes him with such evil examples.
ii. BROWNE.
There! Don't | pity Mr.. Browne (;
Isn't she II Xantippe? Think of marry
ing woman of that kind Yc Gods
'But-you are not Mr.. Thurston "
gasped Nora.
Not exactly. | was his amanuen-
sis on this interesting OCCASION -
Grandpa Thurston has mischievous
grandson, besides myself, who had
come to tisticuns with said Master
Browne. Grandpa Thurston is par
alyzcd, and can neither walk nor write,
therefore the burden fell upon your
humble servant.
Yes, / think the wind has changed,
Mr.. Elphinstone,' said Nora, after a
pause, Il must 90 below
Let me bring your wrap instead,
Miss Nora
Thanks bat it is growing lalc.
The others have already gone; | really
must follow. We get in tomorrow"
'Yes. Remember this is our last
night at sea let us make the most of
it,
Il have enjoyed the voyage. 1t is
only the end that is unpleasant. Good
night.
'Oh, what fool?' thought Nora,
as she lay on her pillow, "ever to have
written that silly bad-tempercd note to
Mr.. Thurston. 1t did sound spiteful,
l confess. Perhaps / ought to have
told him was the author; perhaps he
already suspects it. isn't she
Xantippe. Think of marrying woman
of that kind - she quoted. "Who
wants him to? He needn't have taken
pains to assure me of his Indifference
she groaned inconsequently, 'as if l
didn't know the difference between
flirting and love making Well we get
home tomorrow, thank goodnes But,
oh dear it might have been so nice"
When they parted next day Miss
Nora was very cordial in her thanks,
but omitted to ask Mr.. Elphinstone to
call and see her. Nobody but himself
observed the omission.
$50 you don't ask me to call?' he
said deliberately. 'Does our acquaint-
ance end here !"
''If you ever happen to come to
Administer | shall be glad to see you"
with a blush.
"And why may not see you here!"
81 am going home to Administer"
she evaded.
"Then l shall certainly happen to 60
there"
The Elphinstones went to some fash
ionable springs directly, and Nora lost
sight of them for the nonce. She had
dreaded lest Lucius should inquire her
residence, and in calling establish her
identity with Xantippe, and she was
greatly relieved when Mr.. and Mrs.
Warner returned from Europe, and
she could pack up and start off for
Administer. But fate had not designed
that the affair should end here. The
Administer train was thrown from the
track, and when Nora came to her
senses she was lying in cool room,
with Nell Elphinstone bathing her
brow, and a racking pain in her head.
'What is it? Where am /? Where
-how lid you come here, Nell?' she
cried.
Hush, dear! 1t was so lncky that