Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1881-03-25

would have been more from habit than
real inclination. Her acquaintance
with him had been a sort of intoxica-
ton very common to girls of her age,
when a handsome and eloquent man
LAYS such flattering homage of look and
manner upon the shrine of their lowell
ness. But in the hearts of all true
womanly women, even of seventeen,
exists standard by which even the
men of their hearts are measured; and
how mnch more jealousy, if an honest
Indignation holds the light? Charly
had begun fairly to look at her lover in
the light of his own imperfectness.
He brought Laura Canute to the
singing school, and Laura was in high
spirits and looking umcommonly well.
and with a flush on her cheeks, the
secret of whose glowing Charly could
guess from her own experience. Poor
Charly!
The two sat together, and Charly,
reading again from her own private
tablet, could well enough form an idea
why Laura's right hand was SO con-
spicuous, to the total ignoring of the
existence of the left.
Poor Charly, again. She stole fur
tive glances at her own little left hand,
wondering at its whiteness under the
circumstances. Should she ever be
able to feel anything but horribly
ashamed of herself?
At intermissions, Victor sauntered
round to where she was sitting, and
threw himself down beside her in such
a manner Us to bar easy egreSS. His
handsome eyes had light in them SO
soft, so tender, his tones were so low
and persuasive as he spoke to her, that
once more Charly's eyes dropped and
her heart beat. But it was only habit
again. She threw up her graceful head
the next moment with almost laugh,
calling with some light word to Thad
| Bondron, who came on the instant, and
seeing that it was CharlyS desire
stayed and spoiled Victor's anticipated
| tete-a-tete.
She listened with real interest to
Thad.'s pleasant talk, as they glided
swiftly homeward that night, with the
sleigh bells gingling merrily, and she
looked up in his face with such inno-
cent, trusting eyes rs made the plain,
staid mans heart thrill as he thought
once it never would again.
Mr. Thad. had his romance, tOo-iust
such weak, little affair as Charly's
with Victor DisbrOwe; but it had
been very real to him once, and he
had stayed a bachelor all these years
for the sake of a girl who as little de-
served his his love as Victor did Char
ly's.
He would have liked infinitely to
have kissed just once the little face
nestled away in its soft wrappings SO
near his, but he knew very well that
he owed the privilege of its being there
to Charly's faith in a sort of fatherly
regard she had been taught to believe
he had for her. 1t would never do to
scare her with another thought.
Victor Disbrowe called again, early
on Sunday evening, having stayed away
during the remainder of the week af-
ter Tuesday, to bring Charly to her
Senses rs he phrased it to himself. But
Charly had gone home with Janet
Bondron after afternoon service, and
stayed to tea.
Miss Rhoda impaired the fact to
him with considerable gustO, peering
over her spectacles at him in that
pleasant way peculiar to ladies of her
prudent turn and elderly habit; and as
he stamped angrily down the walk to
the front gate, Thad. Bondron's Sleigh
drove up, with Thad. looking as proud
as though he had just been made Gar
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