The Benton weekly record. [volume] (Benton, Mont.) 1880-1885, 1883-10-06

and must get out upon the open some
where
You have won your casep
Yes one of them. The other / shall
know about before long
I didn't know you had two of them. Ii
the supreme eourt?'
'One Of them. And one in the suprem
est court of ALL
There is no understanding legal lore
some States have judges and justices, anG
others have chancelors and surrogates
Ard there are courts of equity and admir-
ality, and superior courts and supreme
courts but / never heard of this one
yet you are the jury who will bring ir
the verdict, the judge who may perhaps
draw on the black cap
Why don't you say exeutioner and all /?
I cant have you talking so absurdly.'
st makes man talk abstlrdly-'
TO be driving down Fourteenth street
and out on the Rock Creek road on sum.
mer morning ?-Don't you know | think
Washington is more delightful in the sum.
mer than in the height of the gay season.
am always rather glad when papa is kept
here by the long session. Hot, to be sure
New Orleans is a good deal cooler-but
one feels in such heat. I like it, and
fancy | might grow soul in it, as flower
expands
And you are not talking absurdly now ?,
No, indeed. Three months ago l hadn't
any soul three weeks ago | was just be-
ginning to be conscious OF one; to-day
well. to-tlay?'
'Oh, what magnificent woods. TO think
of such forest glades so near a great city !.
Just look down that dell--it is dark and
dewy sull. Oh, see the checkered sunshine
on the turf! Why are you stopping here !?
But it is TOO lovely to go on.
L am stopping here, for you to get
through talking against time, said her
comp .nion. DO you suppose | came out
here to exclaim over the beauties of ma
ture? know the place is beautiful; | feel
it in the core of my being. No one can
| take the sense of it away from me. But
as the flush mounted her dark cheek-sI
have something infinitely more beautiful
and precious beside me, and it is perhaps
| in the power of some one despise to take
| that away Il ON me irrevocaby. No; it is
my turn now, and you must listen to me.
just now have the advantage of all the
world; am beside you, [ hear your voice,
| feel your presence, and / hesitate to
break the spell. Yet | must; for to-lnor-
row, perhaps, Prince Vinca may ask you
to be his wife; to-day, demand that you
shall become NINE
Then there was silence. There was the
sunshine checkering the turf, the stream
Warbling below, the leaves sfnttrmaring.
above, the birds replying to one another
in broken phrases ofsong. And there was
a Whirl OF broken thoughts sweeping
through the young girls brain and taking
possession OF her. The diadem of a prin
cess, the plain black silk of lawyers
wife, the cherries palace, the cottage
with its wild-rose hedges, and love, love,
love. Why should papa want her to leave
him for that fortune-hunting attache?
That, if she understood her mother-and
OF course she did-Was all that his opposi-
ton to Paul Despard meant. And mann
ma trying to uphold him, thinking more
of title won by some old robber, centuries
since, than of happiness 1o-day She would
let them know that she would not be driv-
Ell like kettle cattle. She should think, at
any rate that ones mother would sympa-
thize with youth, and hope, and-she
turned and looked calmly and gravely at
Despard, waiting and surveying her, and
the color flashed all over her face, and the
tears were ready to sparkle On the tips of
her long lashes, as she finished the sentence
in her mind-and love.
Are you going to stay here all day ? she
asked presently, without looking up.
Not till | have an answer to-
Your demand. Don't you think that is
rather an autocratieal beginning,'
Did | understand she said, demurely,
then, shat you demand I should become
your wife to day? Won't tomorrow do?'
4 was not bold enough to dream of such
rapturous possibility he said. Butt was
unWise. Tomorrow will not do. Yon
remember the little brown chapel, Rock
Creek church, out here mile or two?
You shall give me your answer there
DO you. u.really think it will be the best?'
she said. Are you willing to take wife
who, if Prince Vinca had positively asked
first, she might have been his wife instead
of yours?'
AS for the remainder of the drive that
morning, from this delicious resting spot
to the brown chapel, where the minister
happened to be at the door with throng
Of pickaninnies at his heels, it may be the
best for us to remember that there are
times and places where two are company
and three are none.'
SO you see after all it was not Miss Jessie
that returned to Brancepeth mansion that
evening, where guests were assembled,
dinner waiting her arrival, and her moth
er as yainl endeavoring to conceal her
anxiety as bird that tWitters on the stem
when her nestlings are threatened. Mrs.
BanceDeth fell and hp no means yau1,alv