McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1883-10-11

ingtcau to pay"
Thought so; but why wouldn't you
speak the truth at oncep Who is
shep"
"Time enough for you to know when
you've seen her," I answered surlily.
'sWill you come? shall have to leave
you outside"
"All right, old man; anything to fur
Their the interest of friend. l don't
mind playing Leporello to your Don
Juan for once"
We drove to Kensington. The brill
iaut sun seemed to mock fmy gloomy
thoughts, and my spirits fell to zero as
we approached the house.
"Was Miss Damian at home!"
eyes, Miss Damian was at home"
My last loophole of escape was
closed. l entered the house, and had
not been seated five minutes when the
door opened, and perfect vision of
loveliness greeted my astcnished gaze.
Picture to yourself the most beauti-
full creature your eyes ever rested on,
or your imagination conjured up in the
form of a woman, and apply the result
to the present case.
Her eyes, her complexion, her figure!
But I will not attempt to describe them
for fear they should clash with your in
dividual ideal of beauty, and so destroy
the illusion.
She could not have been more than
10 or 90. Was this my 'elderly
charmer' of yesterday? No, there
must be some mistake.
The vision came forward with
seraphic smile of ill-disguised amuse-
ment at my evident establishment.
"Miss Damian?' stammered.
81 am Miss Damian, Miss Ethel
Damian, in my aunt's house, and my
aunt desires me to express her regret at
being unable to see you this morning.
She caught slight cold on the river
yesterday, but she hopes you will call
again very soon."
That voice! What can liken it to
in order to convey an idea of its melli-
fuous sound? All the old SMILES of
nightingales and running water pale
before such perfection.
81 am deli mean [ am distressed
beyond measure -er,what an extreme
ly warm day!'' .-f- ~ .@
"You appear to find it so; I had
thought it rather COOL
'What | meant to say was"-O was
becoming confused, and stumbling
deeper into difficulties at every step)-I
''what meant to say was that ought
to be indebted to almost any accident
which was the means of introducing me
to Miss Danian's niece, although 1 had
no idea of expressing anything but re-
greet at Miss Damian's Hines" 50 |
"Qui s'excuse, s'accuse, so no more
compliments to me at my aunt's ex-
pense, if you please. How did the pic
mic 60 off? l was prevented from 60
ing unfortunately" -
at was delightful!" (Heaven for
give me for the falsehoodD ''Indeed,
am indebted to your aunt for all the |
pleasure [ extracted from it. Without |
her it would have been dull enough"
'sAh, my Aunt Barbara has been add
ing yet another victim to her train of |
admirers, see!'
"What do you mean? Surely
eyes, it is my painful duty to state
that Aunt Barbara is confirmed f1irt.
Papa used to say that his sister Barbara
would firt with pair of tongs for lack
of anything better, and she has gone on
practicing her amiable weakness all
through life. Indeed, always tell her
that my time is spent in following her
about like sheep dog to play propri-
ETY.. Do not be alarmed, she means
nothing serious. 1t is her only foible.
We are very much attached to one an
other, and she is always in all things
my very dear Aunt Barbara"
The charm of the speakers manner
entirely carried off any sense of
that this unconventional dec
laration might have otherwise impressed
me with.
The ice once being broken, 1 sat on,
talking with my vision, quite oblivious
TO the throes of Impotence that Ralph
might be feeling seated outside in his
hanson.
At last it was time to go. 81 may
call again, may not?''
81 hope so, or Aunt Barbara will feel
greatly disappointed at your lack of
:ealty to herr l.
left the house, over head and heels
n love. 1 had been in love many times
'efore-in fact, had always been fall
NC in love ever since l was Is, but this
ime there was no doubt about it.
"No need to ask what luck, Charlie"
Ralph, as bounded into the
''for Accepted is written in
huge capitals all over your face.''
''Ralph, she is an angel" It
"Ah! the most of them are, notice,
until they are married"
l deigned no reply to this insulting
emark, but drove back in silent ecstasy, I
eaving Ralph to his own meditations.
But every sweet has its accompany {