Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1884-03-06

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0She has subjugated your horse, Fred,
inst as she manages to subiugate every
thing else which opposes her." the lady
said admiringly. "Observe her and allow
her cleyerness. She has metamOrphOsedl
nv old black cloth mantle into really
pretty habit; with characteristic ingenu-
itv she has arranged your mans saddle
to suit a lady's seat; and she has utilized
your best silk. hat, Fred-it becomes her
too with that bit of deep green gauze
about the tall crown"
81 detest anything mannish in wO-
man, Fred declared GROSSLY as he re-
sumed his leathern chair.
Certainly the gentleman had expert
enced very little peace since that per
verse girl of seVenteen-that incarnation
of audacity and witchery-had invaded
the tranquil country home of his indul-
gent spinster sister. If he wished little
season of particular quietude, the tlnkle
of the piano and a distractingly sweet
voice would sound through the house.
If he consulted his labored notes upon
some especially favored historical or po
etical work, his equanimity would be dis
turbed by keen and pertinent interpola-
tions that his own wit had never sug-
gested. If he attempted any remOn-
STRANGE, she would blunt his censure with
pun and defy rebuke by an ingenious
repartee. She would affect scientific
themes that she might discomfort him by
some problem too difficult for his eluei-
dation; she dared his opinions and chal-
lenged his sentiments; she wore the col
ors, the flowers, the gems she knew he
most disliked; and she was indeed the
plague of his life.
why do you always wear that topaz,
Miss EyelynW he asked her later that
day.
He had glanced up with ready frown
at the exquisite shape and charming
brunette face, perceiving only the vel
low gem he whimsically abOminated,
glittering in her coal-black hair and
amid the white laces on her bosom.
Gas an amulet" she replied quickly,
merrily and meapingly. 1T is pre-
servative against poison, you know"
The speech was not quite civil! the
laughing glance of the big black eyes
was saucy and significant but her man
ner was the perfection of innocent play
fulness.
Fred's frowning face crimsoned.
"What monster of iniquity would wish
to harm so gentle and gracious a ladYW
he retorted with ungallant irony.
She regarded him for moment with
a curiously intent and questioning look,
before which his countenance suddenly
hanged-suddenly he seemed defensive
rather than aggressive, as one who feared
his own weakness rather than the
strength Of the enemy.
Perhaps she discerned something in
his uneasiness that she willfully de-
clined to understand; perhaps she COM
pretended a pain that thrilled her more
than she cared to Acknowledging she.
too changed
"Mr. Ives" she began at length, with
singular new splendor in her sweet smile
and singular new sweetness in her voice,
"any sarcasm is absurd between you and
me. The candid truth is so much better
always, even if it be disagreeable. I am
perfectly aware that you detest me; that
everything l do displeases and annOys
you. You have given me abundant proof
of your dislike, and never yet vOuChsafed
me kindness nor courtesy. 1t is you
who are ungentle-you who are ungra-
cious. Why you are so, 1 may not in
quire; but Ishall implOre our dear Carrie
to send me away, and trust that you may
never again be afflicted with the pres
enCe of so luckless a person as myself"
And while he marveled if this new
amiability, this charming combination of
humility and dignity, were sincerity or
snare, she was gone, leaving him some
what beWildered and wholly uncomfoFt-
able.
81 have mind to try the subjugated
black horse myself" he thought present.
ly, as he noticed the CLEAN of a white
dress and an amber scarf among the trees
up the long shady road.
But the black horse had not been sub
jugated for Fred's pleasure evidently.
The mettle that had been obedient to
the slightest command of one dainty,
daring girl, had not been tanned for his
control.
Jessie, pausing by the pleasant way
side was suddenly startled by the un-
steady tramp of hoofs, and looked up to
behold the unmanageable animal gallop-
ing toward her. The next instant he
tossed his vicious head aloft and reared
on his launches; simultaneously the
saddle grit snapped asunder, and the
unfortunate rider was precipitated upon
the level sward almost at her very feet.
90 Fred, are you hurt?" she inquired
in tones of tenderest concern, as she
knelt down beside him and slipped her
pretty arm beneath his fallen head.
Eyes" he answered, gazing straight up
! into her anxious eyes. 81 am hurt to
death for love of the girl who hates me,
who fanCies that I have diSliked her"
1t was an odd love-making, doubtless ;
but there and then, holding fast the
little willful hand, the lover rehearsed
the ancient and delectable story.
"Of course 1 will marry you, Fred"
she answered him sweetly. II always
knew was doomed to be the plague of
your life"
A Mother Seeking Her Lost Children.
Hiawatha World
Mrs. Lilley Dupree, of Lawrenceville,
n. Y, lost her husband six years ago.
! She had four children. Two are in New
York, and two, Minnie and Willie, were
| brought to Kansas without the mothers
] knowledge. While Mrs Dnnrea was