News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1882-04-13
A REAL SWEET STORY.

had ever had, and they had had many,
for she had a temper, and he had tenn
per, and they were both of them i'm
pulsive young people with very little
self control.
'You are false, selfish, untruthful,
man-like man." said she.
Sand you suspicious, unreasonable,
unwomanly woman" said he.
ssTake back your letters" she cried,
Ainging parcel tied with hyacinth-blue
ribbon on the floor at his feet.
81 win," he muttered between his
clenched teeth, picking up the parcel
and throwing it into the fire, where it
blazed brightly for moment or two,
and then few away in thin uncanny
black fragments up the chimney. As
the last fragment disappeared. Rick
turned again to Lefty, with frowning
brow, and asked, as he had asked be-
fore, 'Do you still persist in accusing
me of deceit and falsehood ?"
"Ido," she replied, "unless you show
me the charm"
ST VIII not show it to you" he de-
clared, with violent emphasis. eff my
word be not sufficient, / refuse to give
you farther proof. I wonder that you
dare insult me by asking it. And 1
also wonder how you, believing me to
be false and untruthful, can be willing
10 trust your future to me. And, to
speak frankly, begin to think we have
made great mistake in supposing that
we could spend that future happily to-
gether, for am fully convinced we are
anything but
Two souls with but single thought,
Two hearts that beat as one.'"
(These lines were quoted with most
sarcastic infection.) "And further
more, also begin to think that per-
hays il would be better if we had never
made this mistake-if we had never met
In fact"
"Oh, indeed, sir with great as
sumption of dignity. 'Haye you just
arrived at that conclusion ? I have
long been sure of it. But there is
nothing easier than to part. Your let
tiers are already disposed of. Tomorrow
I will send back your ring and picture.
And then, when am free once more, l
can try to please my mother (our ac-
quaintance, as you are well aware, has
never pleased her), and in pleasing her
may find am doing pleasant as well
as a wise thing for myself"
care you referring to Brougham
Brown ?"
Iamreferring to Broughana Brown. "
"By heavens!' exclaimed Rick, seiz.
ing his hat, "this is too much. Lefty,
good-by foreverl'
But Lefty began humming an air from
Patience, drumming an accompaniment
on the window-pane, and vouchsafed no
answer. Rick rushed from the room.
The humming and drumming ceased
instantly, and the whilom performer
listened intently. Five minutes passed,
and still the street door did not slam.
''He is waiting for me to come out into
the hall and beg his pardon, Isuppose, +"
she said, with defiant grimace, "but
WON'T" and she turned again to the
window as the door shut with bang.
And then she flung herself on the
lounge, kicked off her slippers, and
cried like summer shower. Rick gone,
and gone 'forever" Rick, whom she
had loved so dearly, and who had loved
her so dearly, for two long years. And
why? just because that silly, giggling
Lena Varian, with her pale blue eyes
and straw-eolored hair, had chosen to
tell fibs about him. And shaking the
tears from her lashes, she began scold-
ing herself as hard as she had scolded
poor Rick. 'The idea, Lefty Louns-
berry, of your believing that girl before
himl What possessed you? He did
hirt little with her, that is true but
all men firt little with girls who per-
sist in admiring them and fattering
them. But he never gave her the little
gold pig-your Christmas gift to him
neverl How she got 1t can't imagine,
but he would have explained if you had
given him a chance" And then the
absent mother, gone to Aunt Emory's
for two days visit, came in for share
of reproach. eff she had only let oul
engagement be known, instead of insist.
ing upon our waiting until Rick was
twenty-one, and had not been obliged
to carry my engagement ring in my
back hair, the only place where it is
safe from Baby's. Goodness gracious
Babyp" And Lefty suddenly remern.
bered that ever since Rick came in to
make morning call, knowing Mrs.
Lounsberry was absent-poor fellow
he'd have staid away if he could have
foreseen his reception-Baby had been
sitting alone in the dining-room in the
middle of the big dining-table, sur
rounded by all the pickle and marina
lade jars and fruit cans and catsup bot
ties and jam pots out of the store-room.
For it was the monthly housekeeping
day, and the store-room fell to Letty's