Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1884-03-07

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nave hurt YOU, my poor Oliver"
ad he' But you wanted me to be
Aank. You have originality, taste,
power but not enough of these to war
rant you in entering upon the lists of
ue ARTIST world. Stopl Is this illum-
mated letter yours-the letter 'G?"
1T IS one that have been designing
fq friend" said Olive, coloring lit
tk
IL Is very pretty. But-pardon me
Tit does not look like an artists finish
edwork Is my frankness too cruel? ?
Am | getting Larbarous? %
"No," said Olive, 81 want you to
tel me the truth"
lie looked at her with plying kind
ness. How strange it was that he had
never before noticed how bright and
spirited was her face how softly bril-
Liant her eyes,
She is a jewel among womenp he
sad to himself. "And it is l that am
doomed to cut her so cruelty to the
heartl | feel like the yivisector, with
thsKnife at the lambs white throatr'
But as he turned over the drawings
Mechanically. other designs fell out
the very ones that Octavia Weston had
atdifferent times given him for birth
d@ and anniversary gifts-the beauti-
fadrawings which Octavia had claim
ed as her own work.
Are these all yours?" he asked,
alfaptly.
Yes" she answered. LET me have
r~,.s Mr.. Anderton, Mrs
!, 5Hey needs me at SIX, TO get the in.
at class ready for tea"
That evening Octavia Weston gave
lt lover the Illuminated letter G that
shhad seen in Miss Dents portfolio.
&c is for Gerald" she said, archly.
Zee what 1 have been doing for you"
Professor Anderton looked sharply at
pr.
This is all your work, Octavia ?" said
he with a curious sensation, as though
BIS faith in all the world was being un-
dgmined.
All mine," she answered, and pout-
eda little.
Professor Anderton observed her
srayely. OF late he had begun to
question himself, now and then, whether
blue eyes and rose-leaf cheeks could
meet all the needs Of a mans existence.
And now that those full, scarlet lips
nal deliberately uttered falsehood,
the pure spirit-loye died out at once.
almost without pang.
Was il because he loved Olive Dent
Hadone affection supplanted the other? ?
lie scarcely dared ask himself the
question.
lie was absent and silent all the even
ing Octavia had never found him
SO little entertaining; and when at last
he went away. she drew long sigh of
relief.
Now she said to herself" l shall
nave a chance to talk little with
poor, dear Algernonl The professor
grows prosier every day, I think"
And, winding her head in a fleecy
shetland scarf, Octavia Weston stole
down into the dewy garden, where a
handsome young man was yawning in
d sulAmer-house, with only the crickets
ana owls for company.
SWeetest!' he cried. 81 thought you
Hecer were coming"
And so did l." said Octavia, laugh
lngly releasing herself from his CLASH.
! thought that tiresome, old professor
never 'oould go"
II was nearly midnight before Octa.
via Weston crept into the little room
winch she shared with Olive Dant
but quiet though she was, Olive heard
this right?' o. -
Dear old Miss Precise, leave off
said Octavia, playfulIv,
'ot course it's right"
You are cold; you shiverr'
No. I don't~ said octavia. BEGIN.
llng to be impatient.
i'Does Mrs. Sedley know ?" asked
Olive. "'A'u
NOT! sharply retorted Octavia.
AO yOu treating Professor
: AnuefOon rlght?" urged Olive, grow.
ng more serious still.
!. ~. Professor Anderton is quite capable
u taking care of himself" retorted the
beauty. O-''u 'n0
octaYia," persisted Olive, 81 believe
= . my duty to consult Mrs. sedley as
. 'nls new whim of yours"
i you do" cried Octavia. "I'll
nope tomorrow night"
But what shall | do?" pleaded poor.
conscientious Olive.
'hy' mind your own business, of