The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1883-07-25

al am not sure VIII and Ben win
agree to such an arrangement. They
are my inseparable companions in my
rambles," and she looked at the two
little lads.
Harry gravely produced handful
of pennies which he gave them.
"Now, young gentlemen, may l
escort you and Miss Harper on
charming excursion l know of TO-
morrow
"I must make it conditional, then"
said May, laughing. "Promise me
you won't tell any one there is any
body down at Sandy Beach, will you2
Occasionally fishing parties come to
arrange with Uncle John-I call them
Uncle John and Aunt Jane Jackson
horrible, isn't it?-but 1 always con-
trive that no one sees me, for l am
determined not to be drawn into
society this summer, if can help it. 1
don't want to see company"
"But you don't regard me as com.
panyP"
"No," she replied, "I don't regard
you as company"
After that it was all up with Harry
Browne, and he went back to the Sea-
side house acknowledging that he was
! in love at last, and with an unknown,
obscure gill, who, doubtless for other
reasons than her dislike for society,
perhaps for pecuniary reasons, was
staying at Sandy Beach. lie liked her
all the better for it he honored her
good sense, and he fell over head and
ears in love.
The next three weeks were the most
blessed ones he ever had spent in his
life. He disgusted Adele Fayton and
her friends daily by his persistent
neglect Of them. He continued his
solitary excursions-solitary till he
came to Sandy Beach, where May was
always ready to accompany him, or
entertain him, or bewitch him, until
one day he told her he loved her dearly,
Nand that it was the one wish of his
life to have her for his wife.
And May, with her soft eyes shaded
with the tenderness of love and trust
face and told him she had loved him
from the moment he had rowed up be-
side her that summer day.
AS he took her in his arms and i'm
printed a lovers kiss on her red lips
and put his arm around her slim
waist. his heart gave great throbs of
thanksgiving for this blessing on him.
The piazza Of the Seaside house was
a bewildering, bright scene, with the
gayly-dressed girls standing in earnest
conversation as Harry Browne came
up to the house.
Adele Fayton tossed her pretty dark
head saucily.
There Didn't 1 say Mr.. Browne
would 6e on hand 10 greet the heiress :?
You men can't withstand such golden
temptation. Mr.. Browne, she has ar
rived at last. !"
"She? Who?"
Adele laughed sarcastically.
There isn't the least use in your
pretending you don't know what
mean. You know mean the heiress."
Harry smiled-a sort of pity coming
over him as he remembered how much
happier he was than the one VINO
should be fortunate with this wonder
full newcomer.
"Yes, I really had forgotten. Ar
rived, has sheY
Bertha Hunter went up to him in
her gushing manner.
"I prophesy you will be the very
first to go wild over her. She is just
what imagine you will like. Great,
dark-gray eyes and the goldenest hair
and 50 romantic wonder you never
came across her in your solitary ram
bles. She has been staying down at
old Jackson's cottage all summer; but
then May Harper always had curious
ideas. At all events, she is here
now, and am dying to introduce you,
Mr.. Browne"
He stood confounded for moment
while he tried to realize it.
May, his darling, the heiress whom
he had declared he would rather COM
NIT suicide than marry? May, in her
cheap. blue flannel suits, with no gloves
or veil on her hands or face, she the
great heiTess whose movements and
sayings were chronicled in the daily
papers whose dresses were copied by
less favored mortals, whose presence
was as welcome as the sunshine?' a
"And she is pretty, too," Adele Fay
ton said, little Yenomously, as if it
were quite shame 81 saw her as
she went TO her room"
Harry glanced composedly up at the
array of faces and said
clam glad you think May is pretty.
think she is the loyeliest girl living.
So you did not know that | was en-
gagged to her2'
There followed a lull in the merry
chatter that eloquently expressed the
dumbfounded establishment of Harry's
announcement.
Spare Legs.
A little girl was standing at the