Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-10-30

heard to come out of my mouth, either
before your face or behind your back.
But do say as a man ought to behave
like man. What Give IN. to q chan.
as spends his time in digging for diar
monds, .NeverI''
..What does it matter What. he dies.
for: you know nothing about his bust
ness"
..But know something about yours,
MIR. Whittlestaff. [ knowswhere you
have set your wishes. And know that
when man has made up his mind in
such an affair as this, he shouldn't give
way to any young diamond dealer Of
them al.
stNot to him. rs AZ
Sand what's shep Are you to give
up everything because she's 1oye-sick
for a day or two? Is everything to be
knocked to pieces here at Groker's Hail,
because he has come and made eyes at
her? She was glad enough to take
what you offered before he had come
this way" -
'.She was not glad enough. This is it.
She was not glad enough. u
.'She took you. at any rate, and I'd
never make myself mean enough to
make way for such a fellow as that
1T isn't for him, Mr.. Baggett.'
at is for him. Who else? To walk
away and just leave the game open be-
cause he has come down to Hampshire!
There amt no spirit of standing up and
fighting about it"
With whom am to fightp"
"With both of 'em-tfll you have
your own way. A foolish, stupid, weak
girl like that"
II won't have her abused.'' -
"She's very well. [ amt a-saying
nothing against her. If she'll do v+aat
you bid her, she'll turn out right
enough. You asked her, and she said
she d do it. Is not that so? There's
nothing hate so much as them roman
tic ways. And everything is to be made
to give way because a young chap is six
foot high. ] hates romance and manly
beauty, as they call it, and all the rest
of it. Where is she to get her bread
know 81
"There'u be bread and meat for
her"
81 dare say. But you'll have to pay
for it, while she's philandering about
with him. And that's what you call
fine feelings. / call it all rubbish. If
you've a mind to make her Mrs. Whit
tlestaff, make her Mrs. Whittlestaff.
Drat them fine feelings. I never knew
no good come of what people call fine
feelings. Ii a young woman does her
work as it should be, she's got no time
to think OF EN-. And if a man is mas
ter, he should be<master. How's aman
to give way. to a girl like that. and then
stand up and face the world around
him? A man has to be master; and
when he's come to be little old-like,
he has to see that he will be master. [
never knew no good come of one of
them soft-going fellows who is minded
to give up whenever a woman wants
anything. What's woman? 1t ain
natural that she should have her way;
and she don't like a man bit better in
the long-run because he let's her.
There's Miss Mary; if you're stiff with
her now, she'll come out right enough
in month or two. She's lived with
out Mr.. Gordon well enough since she's
been here. Now he's come, and we
hear deal about these fine feelings.
You take my word, and say nothing to
nobody about the young man. He's
gone by this time, or he's a-going. Let
him go. say /; and if Miss Mary takes
ON to whimper bit don't you see it.
Mrs. Baggett took her departure, and
Mr. WhittIestaf felt that he had re-
ceived the comfort, or at any rate the
strength, of which he had been in quest.
In all that the woman had said to him.
there had been a re-echo of his own
thoughts-of one side, at any rate, of
his own thoughts. He knew that true
affection, and the substantial comforts
of the world, would hold their own
against all romance. And he did not
believe-in his theory of ethics he did
believe-that by yielding to what Mrs.
Baggett called fine feelings, he would in
the long-run do good to those with
whom he was concerned in the world.
Were he to marry Mary Lawrie now,
Mary Whittlestaff would. he thought. in
ten years time, be happier woman
than were he to leave her. That was
the solid conviction of his mind. and in
that he had been strengthened oy Mrs.
Baggett's arguments. He had desired
to be so strengthened, and therefore his
interview had been successful.
But as the minutes passed by, as
every quarter of an hour added itself to
the hours that were gone. and as the
hours flew on, and the weakness of
evening fell upon HIM. all his softness
came back again. They had dined at
six o'clock. and at seven he DECLARED his
purpose of strolling out by himself. On
these summer evenings he would often
take Mary with him F.; but he now told
her, with sort of apology, that he
would rather go alone. Do" she
said. smiling up into his face: ''don't
let me ever be in your way. OF course,
a man does not always want to have to
ind conversation for young lady"
IF you are the young lady, should
always want it-only that have things
to think of. -
go and think of your things. Twill
sit in the garden and do my stitching"
About mile distant, where the
downs began To rise, there was walk
supposed TO be common to all who
chose to frequent it, but which was en-
tered through gate which gave the
place within the appearance of privacy.
There was little lake inside crowded
with water-lilies, when the time for
water-lilies had come; and above the
lake a path ran up through the woods,
very steep. and as it rose higher and
higher, altogether sheltered. 1t was
about mile in length till another gate
was reached: but during the mile the
wanderer could go off on either side,
and lose himself on the grass among the
beech-trees. 1t was a favorite haunt
with Mr.. Whittlestaff Here he was
wont to sit and read his Horace, and
think of the affairs of the world as Hor-
ace depicted them. Manysa morsel of
wisdom he had here made his own and
had then endeavored to think whether
the wisdom had in fryIfh haap taken