Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-31

about in the tangle, We had twice crossed
the same fallen tree, and SO must have
been moving in circle.
And now, as the day is dawning in the
east, and the eneny's pickets see us try.
ing to steal away, large force is or.
dered against r. cr5 comes sweeping
down with yels and whis ling bullets
after whatever idiocy is the newest
whether it is in dress or poetry or pco-
pie. My Eva prefers this Maynard to
me, and tries to become as absurd as he
Is by the grace of nature. Well, can
bear the parting if it comes to that
better that than the other alternative. :"
And he strobe proudly on to his office.
where he made life miserable to his
subordinates all that day.
Eva Wilmarth," said Mrs. Kent.
when they were putting on their bon.
nets to go shopping with view to their
dresses for st. Valentines ball. "you
don't really mean to stick to your sun
fower?"
Yes, 1 do mean it, )" replied the young
lady, tying a very determined bow un
der her chin as she spoke. "Never,
Helen, never will I give up on such sub.
lect as that to the best man that lives.
We have few rights and I mean to de-
fend them," she continued, absently,
to the end of my bonnet strings.
Helen, do you think they are becoming
tied this way?' Her eyes in the glass
looked expectantly at her sister, and her
beautiful head leaned sideways on the
pause of doubt.
eyes, becc hing enough. know Won
can wear almost anything-but, Eva,
remember you are only five feet one."
$50 much the better" said Eva.
oracularly, and the sisters departed on
their mission. Eva was grave and pre-.
occupied all the morning, but Mrs. Kent
did not wonder, being well aware that
her sister objected more strongly to
looking like fright than to almost any
thing else, and not herself seeing way
out of the dilemma. In vain she en-.
deavored to persuade her to change her
mind. Miss Wilmarth was firm as
rock, and went on buying the different
articles for her proposed insane toilet
in the most business-like manner.
The expedition was long and fatiguing.
81 have good mind not to 90 to the
ball, said Eva. YEARLY. when they re-
turned. "I am tired. hate the whole
thing"
land your sunfows. ?" said Ter sis
ter, wickedly.
"Oh, yes, my sunhower! I must go,
to wear it. It is great pity that people
cannot understand each other, though
you cannot be always explaining your
SELF, you know, Helen, because people
choose to imagine things"
Phil Egerton went out Of town cross
and sad, dispatched his business while his
thoughts were full Of Eva, and returned
before the festival of the patron saint of
lovers. It was weak, but he could not
help it. He had never cared for any
other girl in his life. Eva Wilmarth
represented the whole sex to him. He
felt himself capable Of giving up every
thing for her, and yet he believed her
ready to forsake him for that miserable
idiot, Maynard. The more he thought
OF it the more impossible it seemed to
believe in such a desecratiop. Time
after time he went over the history of
the past few weeks, seeking to trace the
progress OF her alienation and to ascer-
tain whether by doing anything that he
had not done or leaving undone any
thing that he had done this terrible
catastrophe might have been averted-
but he got no light. He passed dread
full week, and in the long nights, unable
to sleep, he meditated what he could
make of his future when Eva was lost to
him irrevocably. There were moments
when he feared that in losing her he
should also lose himself, and sink into
evil excitements to drown the pain that
would seattle his life as by fire; but
generally his mind settled upon Lead
vile, or some benefcent polar expedi.
ton, as atfording calm retreat where
he might drag out a MANNED and crushed
existence till death came to his relief.
He got home then before st. Valentines,
and on the afternoon of that day he was
sitting N his Office istlessly looking
through pile of letters that had accu-
nlulated during his absence. Taking
up one of these he suddenly recognized
the handwriting, and with a great heart
throb he tore it open. It was valen-
tine. sunfower Of goodly proportions,
with this motto:
The constant flower follows it's love. the sun;
My constant heart turneth to thee alone.
Phil was thunderstruclS and puzzled.
BE put his head in his hands and
thought it all over again, harder than
ever before. As q result Of these refec-
tons he determined to go to the ball by
himself, in the character of a spectator.
II Maynard was one Of Mrs. Kent's par
ty he would observe them. At least
Eva was no firt; that he knew. Could
it be that he was unjust to her, that he
might be mistaken? Blissfm thought !!
if that could by any possibility be true.
He went early to the ball. and, from
quiet lurking place, watched the arriv-
ais. At last they came, Mr.. Kent with
his wife. Eva escorted by an old-bache-
lor cousin who was considered an almost
fatal bore by most people. In the crowd
he could only see the top Of Eva's small
head, but she was not accompanied by
the odious Maynard, that was sure.
Here was the odious Maynard arriving
all by himself, with serene air and
lily on his coat. Egerton could have
wept in the sense Of relief Still he
waited; he had gone through too many
phases Of suffering to regain his equilib-
rum lightly. He passed quiet hour
in his corner before summoning courage
to approach Eva. At last he advanced,
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