Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-11-09

| to inquire how she was after the dance of the
previous evening, and had not been able to
do so earlier. As he betrayed, nevertheless,
q certain hesitation in his manner, she led
the conversation, and asked him whether he
had enjoyed Lady Carnaby's ball He had,
he said, pretty we'll; and then ensued pause
during which Horace rather awkwardly took
a seat at Lydia's side on an ottoman and
gazed at the carpet Mr.. Freake was not
altogether stupid, but even wits often become
rather dull when they are meditating an in
mediate proposal; and the situation is so try
ing to almost every man who finds himself
IN 1t, that it amply excuses the exhibition of
a little uneasiness and nervousness. Mr.
Freake certainly was nervous, but he soon
recovered himself
Your father is at the meeting, suppose
Don't you feel it very duh all by yourself
here, Miss Liripipg
'Oh no! I have been singing; and oil day
have been painting"
But duh, mean, without society? know
that do, and have much more society,
suspect, than you have. Unless Ego out, the
evenings, 1 find, pass very slowly l cannot
get the excitement Of work, for, of course,
one can't paint by artificial light; and if I
try to read generally go to sleep over my
book
II think that you must be difficult to
please, My. Freake You have alovely studio,
and you ought always to he able to.amuse
yourself among such beautiful thincr as YOU
havein your house"
! mo! don't think that am difficult to
please. Miss Lirripip, for I know exactly
what want. The fact is that bachelors
existence is not suited for man of nv feel
ings and synpathies. live wrapped I'D in
my selfishnesS, and feel my heart growing
colder and colder every day. have beauti-
fui things in my house, but they DOT satisfy
! me. want living beauty-sorae5hiag which
L may really care for and do for-something
which shall make my life complete. And
1t was to talk TO you about this, Miss Lir-
rlpip, that l came to see you this EVENING"
| Lydia experienced a curious sensation
which she had never felt before.
''You know, I suppose, Miss Lirripip," be
continued, ''what mean. You know that
/ since I first4saw you, three OF four years ago,
have loved you" And Horace took Lydias
unwilling hand. 'Can YOU" he went on,
| learn to love me? VIII you be nv"
Observation-Disclosures There was knock
at the front door, and Lydia was greatly re-
ieved
'1s somebody coming upr' asked Horace
anxlously. ooh, SO much want to tell you
all. Say you are not in. Send them avvay.
But let me stay. Promise to let me stay"
voice, evidently Mr. Merton Murley's,
was1aow audible from below, the drawing
room windows being open and the voice
being loud
ut is Mr.. Murley," said Lydia esI expect
that he only wants me to give some message
for him to my father. He will not detain me.
But If l let you stay, you must not talk any
more as you have been talking, Mr.. Freake.n
AT this moment there were footsteps on the
staircase, and Horace, without another word,
fed incontinently into the back drawing
room and rapidly drew the curtains behind
him-so as to conceal himself from the new
conner, who Immediately afterward was an
nounced.
Mr. Murley was not so nervous as MIR.
FIeake had been upon his first appearance.
lie shook hands with Lydia in an easy and
light-hearted manner paid her an airy COM
plinent, seated himself comfortably opposite
her, and, without many preliminaries,
revealed the object of his visit 81 know
that your father is out, Miss Lirripip,n he
said, ''and may as well confess at once that
have deliberately taken advantage of his
absence to come and see you upon subject
which nearly concerns my happiness
should have spoken about it lest night but
that. co1sld not command your attention
save for few minutes at o time. Now. how
ever, we are safe from inteTTuption.n
but, Mr. Muriey,' said Lydia, set would
be so much better if you would call when nv
father is inn
"Oh, that is not important, my dear Miss
Lirripip. 1t is a subject that may be settled
by you alone"
please, Mr.. Murley, do not tell me about
it now," pleaded Lydia ''The windows are
open, you know, and there are servants about
the house and"
Observation-Disclosures
This time Horace, as well as Lydia, was
greatly relieved; but Mr. Murley was furi-
Gus. Let me see you tomorrow" he said.
hastily.
yes! no! mol" returned Miss Lirripip.
! thankful for any opportunity of getting rid
of him. "Good-by, Mr.. Murley, good-bym
And the same servant who showed up Sir
Pertinax Popinjay showed down Mr.. Merton
Murley who glared at the baronet with u
look which spoke volumes.
My dear Lydia, said Sir Pertinax as he
offered both his hands to Miss LiTripip; won
were really charming last night never saw
such perfect sylph in my life, and many
lNStliS 81 tGtA WIFI me. ! on were the belle
Of tha room. There is no doubt about it.'
Pm sure it is very good Of you, Sir Perti-
max, to say so, returned Lydia. But 1
thought that the countess herself"
ooh, the countessl She and you cannot be
mentioned together, my dear. Every one
said SO. And beside, the countess of course
is married. She has met her fate. Ha, hal
But yOu-you are stiri-ny dear Miss Lydia
l may be & fool, but, upon my honor, have
Come here this evening with the determined
intention of asking you whether you viii
have me. You know 1 worship the very
ground you stand on" And, TO Lydia'sgreat
CONSERVATION, the old gentleman. ere she
could prevent him, calamity knelt at her
feet. andtook her hand, with the evident in
ton OF pressing it to his lips
'Do set up, please. Sir PWtinax,' said Miss
Lirripip, forgetting fpr moment that HoV-
ace FTeake<was within bearing, but anxious
that the baronet should not make himself un-
necessarily ridiculous even to her. you
can talk juseas well il you sit down; but
really You mustn't tals in that way. Ihon't
vvans to be maSvsei; indeed, don't You
know like You very much, but could not
possibly marry you"
SIR PeItinax rose with dignity ard looked
Father disappointed 81 bad hoped, Lydia,
that You liked me well enough even for a
/ husband What ycy1 say housxar NAV not