The Worthington advance., 1882-09-21
THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE

little while she makes sweeping little
curve In the wet sand with her parasol.
scarcely aware of the fact herself. she is
thinking SO deeply.
1t IS not at all Miss Majendie's useful
custom to be sitting 10 very quietly bv
herself, 50 let us take advantage of tho
opportunity, and find out what she is
like.
In the first place, she is tall and grace
ful; we arc quite sure of that, even
though she is sitting on the ground
Just now you may declare her a very
sober and thoughtful young lady, though
you may change your mind, perhaps
half an hour from now.
The face is straight and fair. and
delicatcly cut. The eyes are a deep
Wine-brown; the dark-fringed lips
have way of dropping over them ev-
cry few moments, which is very be-
wildering. The mouth is small and
rose-red, half inclined to take q naughty
curve. Altogether, there is an air about
Miss Cecilia Majendie which is very
bewitching.
At last Miss Majendie wakes to real
ization Of the facts that the bathers are
leaving the beach, and that the dinner
hour is drawing nigh.
AS she rises to her feet, preparatory to
sauntering toward the Arctic house, she
finds that spot upon which she stands is
surrounded with innumerable Cs, which
she has traced in the sand with her
paraSOi.
Feeling half-vexed with herself,
Cecilia deliberately steps ON them to
obliberate all signs of their having been
here. The disinterested observer may
think the letters were scrawled
there because C is the initial
letter of Cecilia's name; but the disin-
terested observer is apt to be very much
% ifGafrol Whiting had seen those let-
ters. ! think he would have been quite
conceited enough to declare that C stood
tor Carol, and not for Cecilia.
The Arctic house is certainly not a
m1snomer, for the dining-room of the
hotel Is del:ciously cool and breezy, not
Withstandlng the sultriness of the day
There has been a new arriyal-Miss
Majendie can see that Mt glance as she
enters; tor the guests Of the Arctic have
nm expectant Widc-awakc look generally
absent i'll this dull summer resort, where
the greatest sensations always looked
forward TO with boundless ioy. are week
)y picnics or the arrival of the mails.
Carol Whiting, of all men, handsome,
careless, distingue as ever! Cecilia bites
her rose-red under lip with vexation,
and wonders what in the world brought
him here now, when he knows how
much her aunt, Mrs. Carmichael, is set
against him.
Carol makes an involuntary step for
ward as she comes up; but she sweeps
calmly by. without SO much as looking
at him.
She wishes to show him that she is
very much displeased with him, indeed
to punish him for tagging her here.
Besides, Mrs. Carmichael IS watching
them intently, anything but pleased at
seeing Carol Whiting at the Arctic.
Cecilia chats gaily with her neighbor,
vivacious little Frenchman, while Car
rol glowers fiercely at them from the
other side of the table, to the intense
amusement of Cecilia's friends, who
know. or think they know, all about
this charming little romance from real
life being played before them.
Mrs. Carmichael is highly delighted to
think that Cis Is commencing to show a
little sense at last-that she has given
iiatt pcnn'lcss upstart, CarrolyW hitting,
the cut direct. for Mrs. Carmichael IS
very rich, and Cecilia Majendle is sole
heircss to the boundIess Carmichael
acres and endless bank account
The course of true love never did
run smooth" it is said. and this truth
poor Cecilia learns, when Mrs. Carmich-
&C! discovers her penchant for Carol
Whiting.
Mrs. Carmichael declares, with cold,
cutting displesure on her fair, aristo-
cratic face, that she will cut Cis off with
out shilling, ifshe marries Carol Whit
ing; Then she dismisses the subject
without further words, and takes her
niece with her to the seaside.
suppose if Cis Magendie had been
the heroine of a novel, she would have
flown to her lover on the wings of love
and married him on the spot, not be-
slowing one mercenary thought on the
cool million of dollars she was leaving
behind.
But l must be candid, however
ashamed feel of my heroine, and say
that she does nothing of the kind. Be-
ing modern nineteenth century girl,
she has very sensible idea of the value
Of filthy lucre."
She loves Carol dearly, but she
loves the good things of this life also.
She means to keep her lover, and she
means to have the money, too, if that
be possible.
After dinner Mrs. Carmichael retires
to her room for her accustomed nap,
and Cis goes out for game of croQuet.
She knows that Carol will follow her,
interested contemplation of the stri pes
on her mallet when he comes up.
Miss Majendie," he SAYS, in low
voice, full Of jealous pain and suppressed
why, Mr. Whiting, is that really
your" says Cis. lifting her exquisite Vi
Want face, and flashing those bewilder-
ing ewes at him. ''This is indeed !,
. surprised" IN an abomlnally formal
tone.
"And not an agreeable surprise, eth
er, 1t seems," says Carol, furiollsly
knawing his blonde mustascle..
As If mentally debating the question,
Cis gazes thoughtfully at the dainty boot,
peeping from beneath the white f1ounces
of her dress, but says nothing.
"Who is that impudent fellow over
there staring at us?" says Carroll, ire
levantty, growing more furiously Jealous
every moment,
Cis looks ut him surprisedly.
THAT is Mr.. Perry" she says, sweetly.
HE is just to clarming for anything.
Very rich, too. Don't YOU think him
handsome? Would you like an introduce
tion?"
"Now bursts forth Carroll to both
these questions. conceiving on the spot
deadly hatred for the young man SO
favored BY the gods. "He looks like q
conceited prig, and I wouldn't know hin!
for worlds! Gissy," H.; less Se sxS;i9tediy cite and
very much, do you?"
Cis deliberatcs, while Carroll stands
before her like an anxious culprit, every
moment expecting his death warrant.
"Weell-no," she says, slowly. 81
never said liked him very much, did
II" Then she laughs softly. "Carrol,
what silly goose you are!
Carol gazes at her rapturously, and
looks as il she had paid him an unpar'
alleled compliment.
"And nov, please go away" saws Cis
cruelty dashing bis sudden happiness
IF aunty sees us together Pm sure