The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-12-01
The Daily Bulletin.
FRANK vARNEY's CHOICE.

all its rays on the tiny,enclosure In inc
corner which served for the telegraph
Office. .,r 10 - -,
1t was hot, dusty, and uncomfortable.
and the spirits of the little operator
were at the lowest ebb. She was sc
tired of it ALL tired of the noise and
confusion, and the staring, unmannerly
crowd; tired even of the ceaseless clat-
ter of the Instruments that she had
once thought SO musical o. .a. ~.
where are your blanksp'' said a
CHEEKY, little voice at the little receiv-
ing window. "Oh. I beg pardon, here
they are!" And then a moment later;
What beastly pens you telegraph PEG,
pie always have! Do you buy up all
the defunct pens Of the public schools
for the use Of your patronsp, .sg,l O.
She raised her head impatiently, and
encountered pair of miscellaneous
brown ewes, that. were regarding her
with rather perplexed look. nlf
As he met her eyes, he Redeemed
little, and said: pr ~ W" ~. a'.-
Can you send this message through
for me at oncee" '''g" o.
'Y-., or. Thank YOU Z. -.
"A very warm day Gqe-aisef'
noon" ELY. y,.,,.r .,.s,s...
The straw hat was lifted from his
brown curls for O. momedt; and then
after another, prolonged starsshe was
, gone. .a avgGl5r1s1 :. .os ...ord y.
Laura Arnold looked afterhim, with
tumult Of painin herheartJ % sHo. "
O And II was thus they met, after five
wears of separation they who had
been such friends in the old days.
How silly she had been TO think Of him,
and cherish his fond, foolish, parting
words, all these years! And now, when
at last they met. he had no word of
greeting for her, only the careless cour-
tesy OF stranger 10 gl4, e.li 30 PFC,
She knew he. had been successful, and
was eminent in his chosen profession.
Perhaps he did not care to recognize
his old playfellow, for life had not gone
smoothly with her since they parted;
and she told herself proudly that she
was glad he had made no sign. ,s.,. B..
IL beg your pardon said a voice at
her elbow; and she turned quickly to
see him back again.ao..'Surely,I cannot
be mistaken. tits Laura Arnold
Eyes, it is Laura Arnold, she said,
as she put her hand in his. II am very
glad to see you, DR.. Varney.o Da2sr
ut was Laura and Frank between
US two, once upon a time" he said.
holding the slim white hand closely In
his. "Are you going to put me at
arm s-length because | did not at once
recognize my little, gypsy IL, the very
proper, not TO say stately, young lady
who looked, ready to snub me at the
slightest provocatlon'''. $3.50. -" y 's -,
Laura and Frank let it be. then"
she saId brightly. ''But what has
brought you from home this hot wealth
erp" hh"a ata' 90. 'N,t"t.' .+i.
THE medical convention andLother
business; but please may come inside,
and talk to you comfortably ''@N'
IF you will make yourself as com
pact as possible. This Office was not
pie who have six feet 81 perpendicular
ity to dispose of. lax lid ,aoes g
He came in and sat down opposite
her, watching her while she worked.
and making gay comments on the peo-
pie MS they passed. 81 81 yag o.. ...
What q handsome goodly face II
was, and how pleasant to- have him
there, chatting Of the old home and
friends, until she seemed to smell the
mignonetts in the old garden, and hear
the babble Of the little stream in the
meadow, where they two had spent so
many happy hours!Eg sil11i' s',!ad .s.''
"Do YOU know" he said, as he watch
ed her pen glide swiftly over the paper,
1.-The telegraph has always been the
mystery Of mysteries to mep Ishave
not a much better idea of 1t now than ]
had when we pounded the poles, on
our way home from school, TO hear
what was going over the wires'siToCs
1T is not hard to understand, . she
said laughingly. v'7"What we're you
doing when you should have been study.
ing your philosophy and familiar SCI
ence1 You were always an idle boy
II will be good, now I have found
my little mentor again. he said, lean
ing forward, with q dangerous fascina-
ton in the brown eyes. ~ wonder
how l have managed to rub along all
these years without you. "''-t
II think you have borne up wonder.
fully. You don't seem to have peaked
and pinned" ger,.-UIl
well, no-that is not in my line
But that is more than can say for you,
Laura. Suppose We makes bsrgainP
We will exchange trade secrets, You
shall explain this mystery of the tele-
graph, of which you areithe high! priest
ess, and l will tell you how to get back
some of the old-time roses In those pale
cheeks Of YOURS GcJgoq aIEE.'di
Agreed said Laura merrily.
when shall we commencep'l n"s
TAT once. My first prescription Is
that you shall go out with me fora drive
tomorrow morning. -, A. e..... i.
THAT would be, very pleasant but I
am afraid 1t is not possible I must be
here at eight. o clock" -s4E sa5 m.
Certainly; and I will be at your
clearinghouse at six. We will have
two hours in the pleasantest part Of the
day, and will set you down here at
eight o'clock" sd s"s a' 20
'.lt would be very nice,'' said Laura
wistfully. a Fohoi, -'f'--r 3d.
''Of course 1t would" he said, rising
TO 90, and holding her hand fast; land
you will come, Laura, for the sake Of
Aud Lang Synep" .e'
"For the sake ~ AuId Lano Svne