Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1883-04-27


| to do to amuse myself? Shall get
up Irritation with that hollow eyed,
lank, sentimc ntal looking lady OF
/ thirty, or more, who so gracefully re-
cines in that hammock ont yonder IN
the trees, and who has been watching
me so closely for the last half hour.
Over the top of her yellow covered
novel? Or shall try my destinations
on yonder fat butchers daughter, who
has been attitudinizing for the same
length # time to attract my attention:
Or better still must bring my IRE
sistible charms to bear on that gray
haired grandmother who sits i'll the
corner Of the piazza shivering in the
summer breeze? Let's ste, three weeks
to stay here, just one week apiece. |
shall have plenty of time and some to
spare to devote to Sally. the Squire S
buxom wife. | wonder if there is no
other woman in this horril place but
Sally Jones and her three boarders
| He threw away the remnant of hls
cigar and sauntered lnzlly ont to com
mence operations" on the sentimental
young lady in the hammock. I
lie was married man. this Will
/ Bayne, but what Of that: In these
iaristocratic, hightoned circles from
which he came the marriage VOW was
not considered so sacred as to preclude
/ tlirtations aud intrigues with other
mems wives and daughters. Domestic
| happiness rarely found place amid
| the costly elegance Of those brown
stone palaces which line the stately
avenucs Of our National Capital, anu
their inmates must have something TO
DO. 4
Will Bayne was only like tie rest.
no worse. His high born wifi was
proud Of him because he was so hand
some and helped to show off her own
glorious beauty at balls and receptions;
but she did did not love him-zthe idea
of loving any one man, ii was prepos-
ferrous. She was rich and held the
purse strings, lie vas indolent and
afraid Of her. There was no love be
tween them. No one amid those fash :
/ lonAble circles expected it. Common
people might love lit Was too neon
yrnient for those yotaries OF fashion.
+ Sometimes 1t was necessary t<'have
him with her. but he chased atFthe re-
siraint and longed to b. back with his
/ favorires. aud she vas only oagiat, TO
F be rid Of him when she could.
t,,.l. - 1 ~,
/ he hai been guilty Of an intrigue with
. the dirk eyed aanghter Of .Teyish
shop keeper who had u soul little above
+ dollars aud cents, and who made the
city rather warm for his comfort. \
little scandal now and then WIS moth.
ing. but when backed bv an avenging
pistol IL became another thing, and he
had to leave until the affair blew over.
His wife, when she heard of it was
furious
F Fast orses he might have in plen-
I ~; those other liberties were not for
+ him she claimed them for herself.
Il am going to Cape MAY" she said
to him anerily. "Go down the river
into the country aud remain until
send for you.
/ She Vas glad to be rid Of him for q
while He WAS afraid Of her ard had
gone.
I The night had passed and another
Iay had come The wind still blew
from the east. 4 think cloud obscur,
yI the sun and the intense heat of the
lay before mas not felt.
Before the gate Of widow Norton
ward two horses were standing on one
Of which. a noble bay mare. sat klt,
Morton. Nothing could be more beau
tiiul than she looked this morning.
Her neatly fitting habit and riding
cap with its long dropping feather Sc
off her loveliness to perfection as sh,
sat on the mare who to> ed her heat
as il proud of her precious burden.
Tor" asked Rita as they started
is Beauty perfectly gentle, Is there an,
danger in my riding her -
No" said Ton, Harris who wa
mounted on the other horse, "there il
no danger wha'ever. Come on, ",
will 90 up to the wharf and see tht
steamboat
/ No Rita, Beatty will not hurt you
Strong Of limb rs she is that SLENDER
and which so oft caressed her gloss,
neck can rule her bv its slightes
pressure. @ Beauty. BEAUTY, where
are you taking your pretty mistress
Better carry her to wonder bank ant
east her down on Potomac's rock
bound shores than obey the guiding o
that soft white hand to-day. Blu
Beauty, gentle, meek,eyed Beauty, yor
do not know.
! Leaning wearily on the white wash
ed railing that enclosed the little store
which stood near the st, amboat wharf
was Will Bayne He had come ther,
for u little excitement, anything tt
help pass away the hours of his exile
The sentimental young laiy of tn,
hammock had wearied him beyont
expression. The love looks which sh,
had cast at him from her watery haze
eyes, and the grimaees which she fond
" imagined were irresistably charm
ing utterly disgustcd hlm. A weel
with her would drive him to suicide
She had attempted to continue th
Irritation of the evening before thi
morning, and he had run away fron
! her and come up here.
Lazlly he watched from beneath
his broaI brmmcd straw hat the rud
farmers who brought their little lot
of farm produce to send to the Was ii
. ington markets. He did not min Il
with them at all. They were SO ia
beneath him: but even they wcr
f preferable to the sentimental femal
down at the Squire's.
: He was tired of the country arcad, !,
He cn,iel the dingy steamboat tina
: was going back to the gay city b