The Waco daily examiner. [volume] (Waco, Tex.) 187?-1888, 1884-07-30
Carriage, Buggy and
IS, voice in the world bcgan m a, near

that"
Harry, in half whisper, iii YOU ar,
sure it's really you, and that no one els,
can hear, want TO tell YOU something
Do you remember that queer Miss Blak,
in Aiken? DO You hear mo Harry"
Yes. | returned
Then another little giggle. isn't i
too funny, DO YOU know. Harry, nov
that see how TO use it, I'm going t,
talk to you ever SO often. Won't it b,
fun? But where wa, II Dear me. hov
stupid Oh know. Miss Blake Wei
she has just sent me the lovclcst ~
Here Clarkson muttered; "Old GrufI'
coming. and Knowing that he woul,
ask an explanation of my receiving tn,
telephone messages. was uhligct
to abruptly interrupt: Il must 90 now
i had almost said "my darling.
''Tcll ME the rest this evening
But, Harry heard in Il gricyr,
little voice; but Mr. Grulllands foot
steps were too near and hung up tn,
receiver upside down, and hurried bacl
10 IN, desk.
All day | workd in nervous dcSpcra
ton. Would she try 10 resume the con
vcrsation? Every time the bell rang
glanced al Clarkson. The thought tha
it might be her voice Whispering in hi,
great red ear covered me with cold per
Spiration. The fear TINT in Mr. Grufi
lands hearing | might be called upon
TO answer some OF her chatter was still
worse. made up my mind that mus
make Agnes understand that very night
that she could not amuse herself
in that way, and did so
gently but rcsolntclv. dcScribrc
Clarkson' ear, and took some libcr
ties with it. 1t would be Just like tn,
wretch to receive all her little conf.
denccs, and retail them for the amusc
mcnt of the clerks.
Old Gruff was an ogre, capable OF di,
missing me without warning, if did no
attend every minute 10 my business
Our hopes of happiness depended upor
his good pleasure. Miss Peyton wa,
cool and dignilicd. suppose she knew
| WAS cNaggerating. Agnes looked
hurt. Her sweet lips tremblcd little
and her eyes were suSpiciously dim
longed To have her alone for littl,
while to comfort her. rs knew could
but there wius NO chance Tor thougl
Miss Georgia relcntcd sufficiently to =,
up stairs to write an important letter,
Raphael was there, resting hi> clb, o
the table, and looking up AT Agnes wit
au expression OF deep pity in hi, bcauti
ml but sleepy dark eyes.
And yet. the next day the same thin!
occurred. Mr. Grutlland WAS there. an,
looked up from his papers with Il ganc
OF disapproval rs | took Charleston
place at the telephone. My "llullo'
was rather savage
"Oh. Harry DO forgive! Indeed
indeed, | felt So sorry last night. an,
wanted to tell you, but, YOU see, Ralph
was there. I'm all alone now on
Harry won YOU forgive mc?'
"Of COURSE returned, feelin.
Gruii eyes burning unpleasantly OF
the nape of my neck,
"Oh, Harry, dear, don't talk like tina
to me. DO say You love mc?'
Was there ever such child? fcl
like cold-blooded wretch, Us | hurried
ly replied:
"All right III come up a. soon rs
can. Very busy now. Good bye
felt, rather than heard, little sol
al the other end of the wire. Gruil sal,
nothing but | WAS doomed to anOlhe
miserable day. | managed to a,l
Clarkson, if was called again, to say
could not attend, and five times hear,
him give this message. and each tnu
he turned away with mighty grin
What might not Agnes have said t'
him.
OF course. ! hurried to the Pcyton :
determined to see her alone. She cam,
running into the hall to meet me
bright and loving, but the ANNOYANCE,
of the day had made me cross, aud
said, curly;
Really. Agnes, ii is very strange vor
/ don't understand that u man canho
take his business hours 10 talk with hi.
friends. After all said last night,
! must say was surprised TO be called ul
again to-day,
Agnes stopped abruptly, and said
with dignity:
II do not understand YOU
why, my dear little girl said
sobered by the change in her manner
II do not mean 10 be cross, but no,
could talk to You about my affection
or forgiveness through the telephone
with all those fellows listening, to "a
nothing OF old Grutl p
But have not touched the tele
phone to-day, Harry
"Georgic.' called Agnes, stcppnl
back to the sittng-room, aud followc,
to tell the story.
1T is very strange, said Miss Pcy
ton; but, Of course, il is some mistake
/ The lines are out Of order. or crossed il
some way. But mamma and Agne, AN
! have been out shopping all day, AN
We lunched down town, 50 we can prov
an niibt,
1t certainly was very strange, but W
all concluded that it might be n Ms
George suggested, and the patcr a
once began to spin long yarns abou
queer messages, till at last
coaXed Agnes into the cOnsrryatur
alone, and the close ,f the evening WA
all the brighter for the shadow wit
which it began The dear girl ,ympa
thized with me, and forgaye my impp
tience. and was 50 sweet that, before
knew, found myself telling her the on
event of my life | had determined t
keep secret the little entanglement
once had with Lucretia Chase. &
course she had been the most 10 blame
and Agnes thought her very horr,d An
/ forward. so | had to admit that Crcti
had misunderstood some things | ha
said TO her when mere boy, and the
Agnes asked me if really, really love
her best. All me, what a happy even
ing ii was!
Again the next day the telephone Al
noysnces began, but | felt sure Of II
ground. and told Clsrkson he could T.
fuse To listen. Imagine my .urpri
when he turned 10 me with clever IN
itation Of Agnes voice, saying
She is quite sure Harry will con
when he knows she wants to talk to hi
about "Cretia"
| was thunderstruckl Lucretia Cha
Lived il Vermont; WAS morally 81