The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1884-01-02

sick OK those gray horHesl Can't we aDs
We bay ones, WillY They are more qui
glish and stylish. an'
So We oak furnishing, the new carriage ren
ing, and the bay horses were deter
ned on, and, what is more, viii Dam sol
IS had no sense Of having suffered de- 10
It. Th
Win Danvers heard great deal Of Miss bet
kinson between March and May, and oy,
s allowed to read specially wise and ref
ty paragraphs in her letters. He af- str
.sed great admiration for the lady, lm
{, in reality, he was quite sure she alb
,uld prove tremendous bore. "Butlt
hn and can get out Of y he reflected !, Da
=. -. !. .s,s.. JttC y nj i. al IL
.ila. - - olT 1, conitoI'' = And if she maii-
- 20 pus .,l re "a under her thumb, she is
,Nerer r.HI nm Il am; that's all. don't be-
So an will give in--much; never
T.aSw her do 1t. I'll bet twenty dollars
they have a civil fight before month is
over, and that Fan comes out ahead"
In week after Miss Atkinson's arrival
Will had modified this opinion. Her ap-
pearancc was not formidable--quite the
contrary. Indeed, she was 80 petite, SO
gentle, so appealing, that Win had not
at first thought II necessary 70 guard one
of his prerogatives But gradually he
found himself abandoning his dearest
rights " Miss Atkinson was not well I;
would Mr.. Danyers kindly breakfast
alone, and allow darling Frances to have
quiet talk and cup Of tea with herlr
Mr.. Danvcrs politely consented, and in a
week the favor had become custom, and
Mr.. 'Danvers breakfasted alone as mat
ter Of course.
1t was the same in everything. Miss
Atkinson took possession of his wife, his
child and his house, Her cool, calm, au-
| thoritative way was irresistible, and she
delivered her opinions with such an air
of settled conviction in their infallihility
that few cared to dispute them. "Sho
was really sorry to find so much TO dis
approve Of in New York society, and she
knew how to pass 1t over; but it was her
nature to speak the truth, though it was
often very disagrceable duty"
And even Will gave her the usual
credit for this unpleasant chala, teristic.
81 1t is Just her honest, straightforward
nature that makes her. say this kind Of
thing,n he said to John Lawrence one
night; ''but wish she was not so fond
of plain truths,n Fan is made to see
faults in me she never would find out by
herself"
Plain truthsr" answered John,
spitefully. "Ihave always noticed that
these people who are so fond of plain
truths never feel called upon to tell
pleasant truths ! have always refused
to meet the lady, Will, because like
women who are not above nice little
hypocrisies TO please us; but declare a
woman who proposes to accompany us
into the woods, and turn our private
pleasure into a public picnic, must be a
character. I'll 60 home with you to-
night and see hcr.n
:" Oh, John, thank you. shan't feel
30 helpless against Fan and her then.
7 Poor Fanl She hates the woods, and
/ can't endure'a dinner without entrees and
j dessert; yet this English woman has alb
Z solutely persuaded her that she is look
mg dreadfully ill, and that nothing but
pure natural life will save her from
consumption"
To say that John Lawrence had nc
curiosity about Miss Atkinson would be
false He had heards about her con
tinually for month; she was always
{
tradicted his ideas Of what woman
, ought to do or say; so that going home
with Will was not committing himself &c
any great act Of self-denial
1t was lovely June evening, and just
dusk, as they entered the parlors. They
were empty, and they walked through
them on 10 d balcony latticed with vines
that overlooked the little plot of city
, garden. Miss Atkinson was standing il
the very center of small lawn. Sh.
, was quite unconscious of any observa
bon, and John stayed by an imperativ,
az 1ol. cl. Wills first movement to announc,
Ie said, iNoI agitated whisper.
As she stood there in the June twilight I
he was worth looking at A woman
bout tweIty-eight years of age, of the
most delicate type of English beauty. l
Ter small, slight figure was exquisitely J
obed in fawn-eolored silk and grenadine.
She had pink rose at her throat, and !
mother in her hand, but, even as they !
ookcd at her, she dropped it from her !
istless grasp. For a moment she re- I,
yarded it pitifully, and then there passed !
lver her face an expression of such hope
ess SORROW OF WEAKNESS that Will was
quite startled, and turned 10 his friend
'She does not look very bad-tempered
low, does sheg Why, John, what is the j
natterl Do you know herln
II cannot tell viii. Either know
her, or have been dreaming about her I
for eleven years, that's all.
Half an hour afterward they were sit I
ting s'le by side in the gas-lit parlor. 4
Every trace Of sensibility had left Eliza
beth's face. The womanly melancholy /
that had made her so lovely in the twi-
light garden had quite vanished. She
was now only keen, clever little woman.
But somehow John felt sure that she
had assumed a character and was play
ing up TO it. "She is a clever actress,
and enjoys interpreting her role; butt
why she chooses 10 do SO is a question"
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