Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-08-19


pulse"
Il will not; am perfectly well, I assure
you"
''Then you have been humbugging."
n don't know what you call 'humbugging. :"
Lefty, Lefty! But these are London man.
vapors."
''In the time Of Queen Elizabeth"
mo-. later than Elizabeth. Now come to
lunch.h
81 will not"
''You will not? Why, you can say nothing
elsel and you are half crying These are hyster-
ical symptoms; must certainly send for doc
bows, and proceeded to indite in large, bold
hand the words: MY dear sir"
He wrote no more; unable to contain my rage
and indignation. seized the sheet of notepaper
on which he had begun to write, and, crumpling
1t up in my trembling hands, threw it violent
ly in his face.
He rose up quickly and stared at me-
The devil! he began, and then. with sudden
GOODNESS II think you are quite right not to
come into the dning-rOOm, Cousin Lettice" he
SAID, and thereupon he stalked out, and banged
the door.
burst into passion of tears. Anger. shame
and humiliation were swelling my heart Sud-
denly dried my tears. Had not Tom so to
speak, forbidden my presence in the dining
room! Without pausing, even to smooth my
luncheon had been served, and where the sub
stantial repast still graced the table, though
Toms folded napkin and unused knife and fork
bore evidence to the fact that he had not yet
eaten Nor did he apparently intend to do So
for through the open window came the sound
of strident voice that said:
PUT Jerry in the dOg-cart directly, Wilkins
am going to drive into EddiscOmbe"
had rather have died than have owned to It,
and yet felt myself vanquished. Tom was
rIrh ntrr, a.
don girl; he was. of course, unused to the ways
and Wiles of women, while at balls and kettle
drums had boosted many conquest. Some
how, however, l could not manage Tom; could
not even prevent his managing me. Further
more, sense of depression actually came
over me at the thought of his going out for the
afternoon, surely, in Aunt Mab's absence, it was
his bounden duty to be my squire-nay, my
slave.
l ate my luncheon however, as 1 was very
hungry, and as sat on feeling cross and lonely,
moodily slipping my aunt's homemade ginger
beer with the melancholy reflection that it was
not more flat than all the world besides to me.
this long, long day, of all my days the --LATEST.
Suddenly the door burst open.
"Down, Sambo; down, down, Chloe" quoth
my cousin to the big dogs that accompanied him,
barking vociferously, and jumping on him with
delight
II say, Lefty, Oetitia, 1 mean), I've ordered
the old trap round. I'm going to drive you to
EddscOmbe"
''You are 2"
e; 'rm sorry. you know" began Tom, in a
bungling sort O. way, that III lost my
temper, but l couldn't help it,
You were extremely rude" answered with
dignity.
and you? what were you ?" asked Tom with
a laugh. You'd better accept my apology with
grace, Lefty, before my humility dies out alto
gether It's safe not to last long. Go and put
on your hat and tippet."
my what"
'Your bonnet and cloak, if you like that
simply idiotic for a man to lose his temper with
q woman"
THAT is true"
"a woman may do what she likes; it is all
silly childishness, like the scratching of kitten,
or the anger OF a young canary! man
shouldn't mind, If he is anything of fellow,
and. of course, he doesn't mind really"
MY dear Tom," l asked with some sarcasm,
''why do you seek my society if l am 80 silly?"
why do you seek miner" retorted Tom
quickly.
"Why did you come into the dining-room Miss
Letty?"
ell didn't seek"
"Oh, yes, you did. Well, you are dreary
lonely child, and-dOn't contradict, Tishy-and
l pity you and want to cheer you up. Besides
you are not bad-looking, though you are my
cousin. There's soft sawder for you Why, YOU
have been taught in books. Letitia. that woman's
beauty is the handspring of mems great deeds
What poor little weak hand it Isl" added Tom
incoherently, taking my feeble member into his
large brOnzed palm.
angrily snatching it away just in time to avert
the catastrophe. ''HOw dare you, Toni"
81 dare do all that may become O man." re-
piled Tom grandiloquentiy. do 20 and dress.
Lefty. Better drive with cousin and the
bitter herb OF tobacco than dull afternoon and
nlxf HNa falla LODI v<,fo q,
"WhO is silly now? But you have eaten no
cold beef yourself"
81 stuffed myself with late breakfast. Be-
sides, you are like a sanity vsion-I see you
better when am fasting. Down, SambO, down,
sir: Now sit up and beg; of course you must
put on your best manners like your MASTER for
the sake of this fine lady from LOndOn!"
My aunts dog-cart was a vehicle in which she
would never trust herself and which was there
fore kept solely for the use of Tom AS for
Jerry. she was good, quiet beast. Her name
was originally Egeria, but the stable-boy had
contracted and vulgarzed this appel alton.
much as the Aryan races have ANAL yamated the
noble Sanskrit roots into their divers modern
tongues.
Jerry trotted on affably, and my cousin, as
we passed between the high hedges that wore
the green mantle of spring, dscoursed with
erudition of the neighbOrhood
$50 you see, Lettice," said Tom, tor the fifth
or sixth time, THAT when the old squire died
ne had got all his property comfortably packed
into ring fence, and when his first wife's STEP
daughter succeeded to her great aunt, who. as
told you, was the squire's second cousin once
removed-why, Letitia. l do believe you are
nearly asleep; you were actually nOdding!"
'You are $3.50 entertaining, Tom. How
pretty the wild vioets are!"
DOG viOlets, you mean"
II don't choose to call them So"
Gas you please. A violet or lettuce by anv
other name-Letty, l want to ask you one
thing"
s'Well?"
"Why are you so contradictions and quarrel
some?"
II never was called quarrelsOme before, Tom
never am quarrelsOme, except, perhaps"
when you are with me. understand Well
have fellOw-feeling. You rub me up uncom-
monty"
"And you annoy me constantly"
Il get angry with you perpetually"
II dislike you positively. Really, dear Tom,
you don't mind my speaking the TRUTH"
mot in the least; 1t relieves my mind. Do
you know, have often felt quite alarmed at
the strength Of my aversion for YOU"
ut cannot exceed mine for you"
well, +" said Tom with half sigh, ssthis is the
first subject we have ever agreed on. Let us be
satisfied, Tishy, to think that we can agree in
something"
Strangely enough, however, no woman wishes