The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1882-05-25
4 REAL SWEET STORY,


4 REAL SWEET STORY.
From Harpcr's Bazaar.
1t was by far the worst quarrel they
had ever had, and they had had many
for she had Il temper, and he had a tenn
per, and they were both of them impul,
sive young people with very little self
\ control.
'You are false, selfish, untruthful
man-like man," said She
"And you suspicious, unreasonable
unwomanly woman" said lie.
Take back your letters" she cried
f1inging parcel tied with hyacinth-bluc
ribbon on the floor at his feet.
81 WILL" he muttcrcd between his
clcnched teeth, picking up the parcel anG
throwing it into the fire, where it blazcI
brightly for q moment or two, and then
flew away in thin, unc:,nny black frag
mcnts up the chimney. As the last frag.
mcnt disappeared, Rick turned again to
Lefty, with frownins brow, and asked, as
lie had asked before, "Do you still per
sist in accusing me Of deceit and false
| hood?'
81 d." she replied, :unlcss you show
Inc the charm"
II will not show it to you," he declared,
with violent emphasis. eff my word be
not sufficient, refuse to give you farther
proof. wonder that you dare insult me
by asking it. And also wonder how
you, believing nc to be false and un-
truthful, can be willing to trust your fu-
turc to me. And, to speak frankly, l be-
gin to think we have made a great mis-
take IL supposing that VIC could spend
that future happily together, for am
fully convinced We are anything but
1.-TWO souls with but a single thought,
Two hearts that beat as one"
(These lines were quoted with most
sarcastic intiection.) 'And furthermore,
Ialso begin to think that perhaps it would
have been better if We had never made
fact"
ooh, indeed, sir!-w;th great assump-
ton Of dignity. "Havc YOU Just arrived
at that conclusion? I have long been
sure of it. But there is nothing easier
than to part. Your letters are already
disposed of. Tomorrow I will send
back your ring and picture. And then
when am free once more, l can try tc
please my mother (our acquaintance, as
you arc we'll aware, has never pleased
herr, and in pleasing her may find am
doing pleasant rs well as wise thing
for myself"
care you referring to Brouglla,n
Brown"
II am referring to Brousllam Brown
by heavens? exclaimed Rick, Selling
his hat, "this is too much. Lefty, good
bye for ever"
But Lefty began humming an air from
'Patiencc' drummingan accompaniment
on the window-pane, and vouchsafed no
answer. Rick rushed from the room
The humming and drumming ceased in
stantly, and the whilom performer list
ened intently. Five minutes passed, and
still the street door did not slam. "Hc
is waiting for mo to come out into the
hall and beg his pardon, I suppose" she
said. with 4 defiant grimmace, "but
WON'T" and she turned again to the Win
dow as the door shut with a bang.
And then she flung herself on the
lounge, kicked off her slippers, and cried
gone "forcver!"- whom she had
loved SO dearly, for two long years. And
why? Just because that silly, giggline
Lena Varian, with her pale blue eyes and
straw colored hair, had chosen to tell
fibs about him. And shaking the tears
from her lashes, she began scOlding her
self rs hard as she had scoldcd poor Rick
'"rhe idea, Lefty Lounsberry, of your
believing that girl before him! What
possessed you? He did flirt Il little with
her, it is true; but all men tiirt Il little
with girls who persist in ad'nirins them
and tlattering them. But he
your Christmas gift to him-ncver! How
she got it can't imagine, but he would
have explained if you had given him :
chance" And then the absent mother
gone to Aunt Emory's for 4 two days visit
came in for share Of reproach. "Ifsht
, had only let our engagement be known
instead of insisting on our waiting unit
Rick was twenty-one, and had not beer
Obliged to carry my engagement ring il
my back hair, the only place it was safe
from baby's-Goodnessg gracious! Babyv
And Lefty suddenly remembered thai
ever since Rick came to make mornin!
call, knowing that Mrs. Lounsberry was
abscnt-poor fellow! he'd have staid ava,
Baby had been setting alone in the din
ing room in the middle of the big dining
table, surrounded by all the pickle and
marmalade jars and fruit cans and catsur
bottles and jam pots out of the store-room
For it was the monthly house cleaning
day, and the store-ro0m fell to Letty'S
share, the foreign help being gifted with
OOgrcat talent for smashing and break
\ ing, to say nothing of an equally great
talent for abstracting and levouring botl
sweets and sours. Lefty. sprane
into her slippers and fastened where
duty had been calling her for sometime
Baby sat, as good rs gold, nursing bot.
tie Of tomato sauce, snugly wrapped in q
dish-towel, in the very SCOT where she
had been when Kicks ring summoned
her sister to the door. Only one small
flask lay broken on the floor, filling the
air with the subtle fragrance of garlic
"That won't be missed" said Lefty
"Thank fortune, there is no worse mis-
scarcely uttered when her eyes fell upo,
the last jar of the famous peach marina
lade, the secret of the making Of which
died with grandmamma, and which wa:
being carefully kept for Aunt Emory's
(Aunt Emory was nh old maid worth
thirty thousand dollars) birthday. There
it stood directly in front of baby. viii
more than half Of its thick paper hat tori
of, and yawning cavity made in Il.
precious contents by little scooping fin
ooh, baby, why couldn't YOU have
taken any jar but that?" asked LEFTY re
proachfully and dramatically.
But baby evidently had no excuse Il
offer for not doing so, for she kept @,
grooming to her bottlc-doll, while her sis