The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1883-04-21

WIN her, ana 10 have deliberately mad
up his mind that he would give Dais
the go-by. If he could by any possibilit
win Miss Darrell for his bride, beeaus
sne was worth a thousand pounds wher
Dalsy Was worth one OF course Dais
was sweet and loyable as anyone coul,
De; and Mr. Warner was aware of tn
fact, while at the same time he wa
anxious to do the very best for himsel
that was possible to be done.
You can blame me. really. can Won p
he said TO comratle, rs they took of
their hats to the lady, as she laueuidl,
smiled and. merely inclined her pretty
head
Cant IP Warner, do you l..ow, il
l was Miss Thornton's cousin or brother
Id-well. I'd horsewhip your
1.-The deuce you would! Thanks.
Leonard L hope you're not jealous oil
my good standing with the divine Oar
rellPr
An hour later he was in Miss DARRELL
private parlor-a charming apartment
that owed all its interior elegance TO the
decorations and furniture that Miss
Darrell invariably sent on in advance OF
her coming And on low, blue silk
chair the black-eyed, yellow haired girl
was making an exquisite picture of her
self, and looking very tenderly in Mr..
| Warmers impassioned face.
y on are sure You care for me, as YOU
say? You have known me such little
while"
She hesitated charmingly, and War
ner's heart was all in a ifutter to hear
her.
Il loved you the moment l saw you,
Maude! Who could help loving such a
woman as you are? And you recipro-
| cate it, dearest? Tell me L have not
been mistaken in believing that have
won your dear love. Maude, my beauti-
full darling, you will be my
His graceful proposal was suddenly
and cruelty cut short by the unannoune-
ed entrance into the room of charm
ingly pretty little girl, whose eyes began
to froNn angrily, and her cffeeks to
flush, as she caught sight of the charm
! ing tableau-a dainty, resolute little
woman, dressed in gray silk travelling
toilet, and little satchef and shawl
thrown over her arms.
What in the world does this mean,
BessieP Is it possible it possible
that, after all | have said, you have been
guilty of this again? Hush, not word
Fake off my dress and jewelry, and pack
up your clothes, and III pay you your
months wages, and you can go. Doubt
less, this gentleman will be just as de-
lighted to oblige my maid with his view
of romance and sentiment as though you
were the genuine Miss Darrell -
The girls lips compressed, and
swift eIIraged look swept over her dark
eyes.
'"What do yon meanp" Warner thun-
dered at her; and Miss Darrell quietly
answered, as she held the door OPEN
Bessie Beaumont is, unfortunately,
very much too pretty for her position,
and it is the third time l have detected
her masqueradinga as myself-that's all. ~
And with a queenly bow she dismiss
ed him, while the false Miss Darrell
sprang after him piteously.
You said you loved me-me!n she
walled, clinging to his arm, while he
showed her off roughly
Il never said it you bold creaturei
Let 90 my sleeve!'
And the gallant. truthful gentleman
wrenched himself away, and betook HIM
self to his room, where, in five minutes,
he had made up his mind that before the
news of the comical thing leaked out, as
it was sure to do, he would make his
peace with Daisy, who, after all, was
the genuine diamond, the priceless, flaw
less pearl, that it would be his honor,
his delight to wear.
So he started of, more eager and
anxious than ever in the whole course
of his career he had been.
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The sea-breeze was sending sweet salt
fragrance into the beautiful little parlor
of the little Swiss cottage on the cliff,
and Daisy in her soft, blue tissue dress,
was looking ch,srmingly fair, as she sat
on low hassock at the open window,
the lace curtain falling around her like
q summer cloud.
MIR. Moystn was walking up and down, |
a determined look on his pale, fine face,
that Daisy did not see, for her eyes were
seward.
Suddenly he walked up to her, and
drew chair close beside her.
DAISY ''-and with the first sound of
his voice the girls heart throbbed trernu-
Iously-.'my dear little Daisy, this farce |
Of ours must come TO an end / have |
been forcing myself to endure it for your
sake, grille, but''-and such look OF
hot passion leaped to his eyes Il can't |
stand it any longer. I'never meant to
have let you know. Heaven knows |
how | have tried to conquer the hopeless
love l have always had for you; but /
DAISY, my earring, ou must Ieltstoe hi'
from this position, because lit is too |
terrible farce for me to act calmly.
And Daisy listened, her check slow
" gathering delicious pink confusion,
and then she lifted her sweet, shy eyes
Eric, if YOU would like to have it
real
He was on his feet in second, eager,
mperious.
Have it real? Real that you love
me. Daisy. you mcan?''
THAT wouldn't have Lumley if he
were 70 go down on his knees; and that,
since you and l have been engaged, just
ia fun, II"
She could not say what her sweet
eyes, her bushes said SO eloquently, and
he caught her in his arms, in a delirium
If rapture.
..Yon love me, Daisy? Ny darling
my dearest, you love me? You will be
my wife-my own, ownswifeP''
And she lifted her lips to be Kissed,
md whispered Yes, = just as Lumley
Warner. with muttered curse, crept
away from beside the window, like an
other serpent creeping away from para
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