The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-01-19

l would be your first thought, as you are mine! And, surely, you should take precedence in our discussions"
 Her newborn anger dies. A heav- enly expression comes to her soft face as she turns it upon him.
 To think yeu must leave me this very evening"" she says with tears in her eyes.
 Only for little time"
 :. You are glad to go back to your London I"-with side glance at him full of suppressed reproach.
 |" can be glad of nothing that takes me away from you" There is a real feeling in his handsome face as he says this. " You know that, at least, Vera |"
 For answer, she holds out one hand to him, which he kisses lovingly; and still holding it, drags himself even nearer to her over the swaying grass.
 " Still you love the town," she says. jealously.
 We'll like it.'
 "Yet when your uncle, over there" pointing vaguely in the direction of some wooded lands on her left, "dies, you will have to live down here most of your life"
 "l shall have you then :" says Stainer.
 "Ah. yes. But if you prefer the town. What pity it is could not go there with you"
 "It wouldn't suit you," says Major Staner slowly. You are only little violet-the more charming to me "- hastily" for that, but you would, l fear, feel yourself lost in that big world you speak of."
 '' Not lost, with you" says Vera, un- certainly. Somehow her great eyes, resting on him as they do with soft ques- ton and wonder in their depths, put hiia out wofully, man of the world though he be.
 "Of course, not in that sense," he says. But you have no idea how diff ferent you are from the women one meets up there."
 " Are they so very lovely!" asked the girl in low, disheartened tone.
 Not so lovely by half as you, most of them, if one goes into it. But it isn't only eyes and mouth and stainless com plexion that carries the day. There is an air about those others that little coun- try mouse like you, however highly bred. could not acquire for years"
 cannot see how even the queen can be more than lady," says the child with pretty dignity, "and surely Wriothesly may lay claim to that old title"
 Birth and breeding have nothing to do with it." says Stainer with a touch of weariness. She is too ignorant of the worlds ways to understand him. He is unaware that he himself is too ignorant of heavens ways to understand the sweet soul within her. With these women speak of, who have spent their days in a whirl of excitement ever since their sehool-room doors were closed upon them, you would be misunderstood. You would ind yourself miles behind them in earthly lBre."
 Gould | not learn i,f" leaning for ward eagerly.
 Better not try. No. The material for that sort of thing was not bon with you You are trifie too earnest for fashion able life. These others speak ofwouldn't like it in you"
 " Not even those ,esthetic people of whom you sometimes tell me? Might not this crime of mine, this earnestness you condemn, be deepened into intensity :. Ii proved myself intense they should claim me IS sister. Should they not :"
 There would be a tritling objection" says Stainer, laughing again. Their earnestness is all sham. yours a startling realty. Once they found that ou, they would never forgive you"
 "So you think 1 shall never make a great .ladye,'" says she, with smile that is thoughtful.
 = Never"
 Yet should like to try. would that some fairy sent me a fortune and lace so fair tha, all the world should bow to it-then we should see''
 He shakes his head. The strain would be too heavy for you. You are too simple child to make a sensation in so- ciety. Give up all such ambitious views and wish for something else" Then shall wish for your return every minute in the day until we meet again, she says prettily.
 By love. that reminds me" exclams he, springing to his feet. must go at once, unless wish to miss my train, and l am due at Lady Bland's tonight Good-by, my darling, and believe shall never forget you never. and that the las, month, spent in this sweet Devon shire of yours. has been the happies, of my hfe."
 You did not ask me to remember you,' says the girl, standing back from him. She IS clad in soft, white, cling ing gown, and her hands are clasped loosely before her. :" Though indeed there was no need to ask,r she adds, with a touch of solemni,y in her young voice "l shall never forget"
 "Oh. that. know that" he says with careless, comfortable trust in hei affec- ton. And then he takes her in his arms, and a, the very last she so far forgets her lesson as to give nature sway. and clings to him and lets him kiss her at his will And then il is all over. and he goes up to town. finding solace- even as he thinks of her-in cigar, while she spells her lovely eyes in weeping for him all tha, livelong night.
 He wrote her iiheen letters in all, in- cluding one from Calais. where he stopped on his way to Berlin. as military