Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1882-04-04
A REAL SWEET STORY.

1t was by far the worst quarrel they
had ever had, and they had had many,
for she had temper. and he had a tenn
per, aud 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,
unw0manly wOman," said he.
"Take back your letters" she cried,
fingiug parcel tied with hyacinth blue
ribbon on the floor at his feet.
II will," he muttered between his
clenched teeth, picking up the parcel
and throwing il into the fire, where it
blazed brightly for a m6ment or two,
and then flew away in thin uncanny
black fragments up the chimney Az
the last fragment disappeared. Rick
turned again to Lefty, with frOwning
brow, and asked, as he had asked before,
''DO you still persist in accusing me of
deceit anu falsehnod?"
II do" she replied, "unless you show
me the charm"
II will not show it to you" he deolar
ed, with violent emphasis. IF my
word be not sufficient, I refuse to give
you farther proof. wonder that you
dare insult me by askingit. And also
wonder how you, believing me to be
false and untruthful, can be willing to
truat your future 10 me And, to speak
frankly, I begin to think we have made
n great mistake in supposing that we
could sps nd that future happily togeth
er, for am fully convinced we are any,
thing but
1.-TWO souls with but a single thought,
Two hearts that beat as ope.'"
(These lines were quoted with most
sarcastic iuf1ection "And further.
more, also begin to think that perhaps
it would be better ii We had never made
this mistake--if we had never met in
fact"
tOh, indeed. sir!''-with great az
sumption of dignity Have you just
arrived at that conclusion =? I have long
been sure of it. But there is nothing
easier than tn part. Your letters are al
ready disposed of. To morrow I will
send back your ring aud picture Aud
then, when I am free once more, eau
try to please my mother (our acqusint-
abce, as you are well aware, has never
pleased her. and in pleasing her I may
find am doing pleasant as we'll as y
wise thing for myself"
Are you referring to Brougham
Brown?"
lam referring to Brougham Brown"
by heaveDs!" exclaimed Rick. seis.
ing his hat, this is too much. Lefty,
good by forever!"
But Lefty began humming an air
from Patience, drumming an accom-
paniment on the window pane, and
vouchsafed no answer. Rick rushed
from the room. The humming and
drumming ceased instantly, and the
whilom performer listened intentlv.-
Five minutes passed. and still the street
door did not slam "He is waiting for
me to come our into the hall and beg his
pardon, suppose" she said, with de
fiant grimace, but I won't.'' and she
turned again to the window as the door
shut with a ban -
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 loug years And
why :? Just because that silly, giggIing
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 scold
ing herself as hard as she had scoIded
poor Rick. THE idea, Lefty Louns
berry, OF your believing that girl before
him What possessed you? He did
hirt little with her, that is true; but
all men fiirt a little with girls who per-
sist Ia admiring them and flattering
them. But ne never gave her the little
gold pig-your Christmas gift to him
never! How she gut it can't imagine
but he would have explained If you had
given him chance" And then the
absent mother, gone to Aunt Emory
for two day. visit, cam" IL, 10, share