Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1881-03-31
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too daring fight Of fancy for any one
but Bolton. With children, however,
Camlion was completely at home. and he
would spend hours of uproarious delight
in . nursery. tumbling his gigantic frame
about on the floor amid the screams OF
delight of the small people. He treated
them with ardent reverence and abject
forbearance, and they led him INCREASINGLY
captive.
Our class day came round at last-the
longest and loveliest day of summer-with
it, ..spreads'' in the mems rooms. its
dancing on the college green, its illumin-
atoms in the evening and its various other
diversions. Miss Capel was there, and
beyond doubt she was. in appearance at
least, nearly all that Frank had declared
her to be. But for my own part, while
recognizing the bewitching brilliance of
her face and manner, ! found her slender
lips too satirical and her clear brown eyes
too unsympathetic to command my entire
fealty. She was one Of these women who,
as bare return for condescending to exist
in the presence of a man. demand from
him a devotion scarcely distinguishable
from slavery. She was witty. rapid and
at once subtle and daring. There was In
her, iancied, more Of Intellectual appre-
citation of passion than Of passion itself.
She seemed to think that the proper place
for her arched foot was on the neck of the
rest Of humanity. She had never been
opposed, muc., less rebuffed or Inundated {:
she expected that your eye would fall
before hers. Her figure was tall and 1.-THE,
and nobly proportional. graceful, erect
and alert.
But I was brutal enough to think that
some of the ear-boxing which she had
doubtless administered to her slaves at
home might have been wholesomely re-
turned to her own defiant head. Fred
Bolton. on the other hand. considered her
"divine." and squirrel her about almost
inveterately she accepting his homage IN
good part, and laughing with him. or at
him, quite affably For several hours he
was a general object Of envy. At length,
catching sight of Camlion. he whispered
few words TO his beautiful companion.
glanced at our serene Hercules. and nod
ded her head \ moment later he had
been brought up and presented.
''See you again in half an hour in Har-
ward hail. said Bolton. and was off,
chuckling to me, We've cooked old
Camlion's goose for this time, at all
events.'
Perhaps he had. though not in the way
he imagined. What induced Miss Rosa
lind absolutely to lay herself out to capti-
vate Camlion of all men? Was it from a
subtitle feminine perception that no woman
had yet won him, when yet he was worth
any womans winning? Was it, perhaps.
that she was really impressed by some
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that revealed to her possibilities she had
never till then suspected? Or was it a
mere within. because she was weary of be-
ing worshiped. and wanted to have the
novel sensation of finding herself on the
soliciting side? | cannot say: but. at all
events, she did it-how ctfectually and
lastingly no one knew until years after
ward Meanwhile it may be remarked
that she and Camion did not make their
appearance at Harvard hall. where Fred
waited for them until his patience was
exhausted. On the contrary. they kept
together all the rest of the day and eve
ming; aud il was not until the Examinations
were over, and most of the merry makers
dispersed. that Bolton came across them
wandering arm-in-arm under the trees at
the outskirts Of the college grounds.
They met his rather DISCONNECTED greet
ing composedly.
Il thought You two must have decamp-
ed for good"' he exclaimed. with a re-
proachful look at the lady. "You know,
Miss Capel. You were engaged to dance
the first waltz with me ut the hall, and
afterwarl to come to my spread, and
81 found better employment, interrupt
ed Miss Capel, with a glance of superb
insolence.
Continued Tomorrow
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