Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1881-04-15

utes. Pretty the moon looks.'' every
pretty fervently. I think she is laugh
ing, and it makes me more out of temper
than ever. Another interval of ten min
utes. "I'm afraid you're cold!'7 s'Freez
ing" with a violent, very violent, SILVER.
"Shall we go in2'' trying to say it slowly
and reluctantly. "Yes," with unconceal-
ed alacrity.
Thank heaven, it is over, and I am free
to enjoy the delicious country, with the
stimulating sea-breeze; to row in the even
ing till there are miles of moonlit water
about me and [ can dream as it never oc-
ours to me to dream on the land-alone as
though 1 were really the only being in the
world, and the sea and the moon and ev.
cry star somehow belonged to the same
planet as myself, all parts of some vast
unknown unknowable whole. There 1 am
a dreamer. On land have no time for it,
Of all professions, physician g is the bus
lest, the most practical, and yet, in some
way, the evenings and the days seem to
fit into each other.
Don evidently admires Miss Arklay.-
Even if I we're so inclined-which [ am
MOTT would be difficult to get a word
with her, He is by her side on the piazza
when people begin to drop in; and the
Blakes are both very popular. He insists
on her trying his new dog cart; it is she
who must steer while he rows. And it is
pretty to see how pleased Mrs Blake is
that he should like the friend whom she
adores. What child she is!
She has been unusually quiet tonight.
[ thought she would be pleased to have her
friend spoken of; it is a subject of which
hitherto she never wearied.
''Miss Arklay is charming tonight I
said. "Don evidently finds her SO. What
a comfort it must be to you, Mrs Blake,
to have your husband and dearest friend
so well disposed toward each other! 1
know fellow who has pitched battle
with mis- wife 8 cherished friend every time
she enters the house, and stormy time
with his wife when she leaves.''
"How stupid of him |" she said-no she
snapped. Twas astonished. Inever knew
Mrs. Blake to be out of temper before
without any cause either Then it occur
red to me it was probably the hot day
''I'm afraid your head aches, said pleas
antly. s'You look pale. Don doesn't take
care enough of you, I'm afraid"
''He does. Pm not pale. My head
doesn'G ache;" and there was no doubt she
was in downright passion as she got up
and flew into the house. Hysteria, evil
IDENTIFY.
Mrs. Blake has not much power of self
repression. If she we're hurt bodily or
mentally, she wonld always cry out. Pre-
sently Miss Arklay went in, too, and Don
proposed our usual stroll and smoke. Pref
ty soon he began in a confidential tone
"I'm glad you're not struck with Miss
Arklay. I was afraid you would be when
Kitty t old me she had asked her down.
A dsctor should always marry rich wo-
man, and Miss Arklay has not cent
Avoid her, my dearest fellow, avoid her,
''Much obliged for your interest in my
daldlIS, SdIu UuI oil tuo SAINT Was
rather nettled.
sob. it's all right he said, in his easy,
light way ''You've set my mind at rest,
A poor doctor hampered with a wife and
family is pitiable object.''
''I'm not exactly pauper."
you've no business to marry for years.
Have another cigar !? and we may as well
60 round the cliffs.''
glanced back at the cottage. The cur
tains were not drawn, and could see
plainly through the broad, low window.
Mrs. Blake was moving about, arranging
or disarranging everything on the mantel
and tables. Miss Arklay was at the piano.
Though do not like her she is an undeni-
ably lovely and graceful girl-no, woman:
insensibly the broader, finer word connects
itself with her. like to see women wear
white, and she seldom appears in anything
else.
Don got impatient and took my arm to
go on.
Lets 60 in, Senior Don, said l.
WHAT ELEANOR SAYS.
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