The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1881-07-15

villa at one of our watering-places. You
see the young lady on the third plate
rowing herself in a fairy-like boat,
while her mother stands on the shore
looking on with evident admiration?
MISS HoLIENER. / do. The boat in
form not unlike a bath-tub, the oars
pointing skyward, and the mamma so
near if she be not extremely careful,
her aquatic daughter will row directly
over her, Pray go on, Mr.. Owens.
Mr.. OWENS. He found her surround
ed by suitors, as he expected she would
be. But OH the Joy that filled his con-
slant heart when he also found that she
distinguished none. A happy, happy
month passed by-happy because he
met her almost every day happy
although she never referred to the old
times (; happy because her graciousness
led him to dream that ere long he might
gain courage to tell her that his heart
was at her feet-when new rival APP
peared: gentleman of great wealth
and position, a man who offered her
diamonds where he could offer only one
little pearl, man her mother approved
of, a man all'mothers approved of. Be
hold him, on the fourth plate, taking her
oslt to drive.
Miss HoLLENER. With two fearfully
foreshortened horses. in vehicle like a
sleigh on two very tall wheels with an
immense umbrella over it. Her dress
is almost all skirt, and his hat resem-
bles an oyergrown hower-pot. But this
is the last plate. Is there no more of
the story?
Mr.. Owens. There are still two short
chapters. To end with the fourth plate
would be indeed an unsatisfactory con-
clusion. l am impressed that the last
two illustrations were broken, and that
is the reason your mother did not OBJ
tain them. On the fifth plate the
lover
MISS Ho1nENER. The "diamond"
lover?
Mr.. Owens. The "pearl" lover, hay-
ing found the darling of his heart one
day alone, and being well-nigh distract
ed by the fear of losing her forever, was
before her he kneel: before
her, unable to say anything but 81
love you'll have always loved you-I
shall love you all my life"
Miss HoLLENER (her voice trembling,
and tear cleaning above her smile.)
indeed, Mr.. Owens, you must
not act out your story so demonstrative-
ly. Rise, I beg of you. Suppose mann
ma or some of our guests should
come in
Mr.. Owens (still kneeling.) The sixth
plate, Miss Hollener.
Miss. HoILENER. The sixth plate?
MIR. OWENS. Yes; here | remain until
you describe it.
Miss HoIIENER. L? You forget-you.
are telling the story.
Mr.. Owens. can go no farther. II is
for you to finish,
Miss HoLLENER. And you are really
determined to maintain that absurd po-
sition until do SOP
Mr.. OWENS. / am.
Miss Ho11ENER yield to necessity
being the mother ofinvention, invent.
On the sixth plate, Mr.. Owens; in the
distance village church was half-hid-
den by group of azure trees, and to-
ward this village church, bluer than
ever, walked arm in arm--or, stay, hand
in hand that is more pastorial-lhe
lady and her lover
Mr.. OWENS. The diamond" loverP
Miss HoLIENER. The "pearl" lover.
Mr.. OWENS. And why walked they
toward the village church? To hear
village sermon?
MISS HoLhENER. think not to hear O
village sermon.
Mr.. OWENS. Could it have been to be
married. ?
MISS HoLIENER. I am almost sure it
was.
Mr. Owens. She loved him, then2
MISS HorLENER. She loved him.
Mr.. OWENS, Gabrielle, my darling
You love me-?
Miss HoIIENER. Oswald, / love you.
Not another word now. 1 hear the cro-
quet party returning to the house.
He kisses her hand, slips pearl
ring on one of her fingers, and springs
to his feet.
MISS HoILENER las several ladies and
gentlemen come merrily into heroom)
Mr.. Owens, will you have another cup
of teaP You won't? Well, I'm sure
you'll have some strawberries and cake
on one Of these queer old blue plates
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