The Concordia eagle. [volume] (Vidalia, La.) 1873-1890, 1884-12-13

had always called me her brother, and
was highly indignant when refused to
consent TO be nearer relation than
"cousin." She finally allowed me to
be her cousin by name, according TO
my request. 1t was the nearest rela-
ton / cared to be yet When | was
! about to leave for the college she eX-
pressed regret, saying she would miss
me very much; | sincerely hoped she
might, if some substitute could not be
found to take my place, six feet tall,
with dark eyes and mustache, and
| tenor voice. Some one would soon till
the niche, felt certain.
When | saw her the next time. two
yearshad not quite elapsed. found Juliet
much the same. wearing the same colors
and styles, and surrounded by cluster
of similar satellites. When | entered
| noticed the same spaniel tagging at
| her footsteps. He responded TO my call
of his name, but not with the signs of
pleased recognition | had expected of
| him. What is the matter with the
dogs nngrateful memory?' asked Of
its mistress.
"Why, how should he know you?-
he is a new Tag Dear old Tag died
soon after you left, and | got n new dog
| Immediately, and isn't he the perfect
facsimile, Jamie?' deiightediv. For
the first time in my lite her speech
made a feeling of cold uncanniuess
come over me. She seemed like
cold, fascinating witch, incapable even
of approaching the pretty devotion of a
handsome dog-that is, the individual
ity of it,
us it a delicate compliment 10 Tag
No. to so promptly I'LL his placer l
asked.
"Most assuredly,"
you're a very queer, cold little
wretch" | said. brutally, and patting
the second canine slave, and calling
him studiously by another name, | left
her alone in the room. But | soon came
back, apologized for my behavior, and
after that | enjoyed my short vacation
as | could only with her. She was more
diyerting than novel, and As enter
tanning as Il woman could be.
Once after calling the dog by another
name | looked at her reproachfully.
She was sitting in the dusk, but | could
easily. study her face.
Juliet, YOU look dismal"
II was thinking of changes"
"What changes?-in dogs, and names
and persons"
Oh, Jamie. if you could only guess
how unhappy it makes me to miss the
smallest thing to which | am accuS-
toned; and so | get similar ones to tit
into the empty places as well as possible.
Doyou know, Jim, don't like to think
of dying, and | don't want to 20 to any
Heaven unless it is To be Just exactly
like everything here. I'd hate to have
it SO new. And liked poor little Tag
Her lively face looked really pathetic,
and in spite Of the odd wording and tho
slightly free expressions concerning the
hereafter, | felt tender pity for
Juliet, mixed with wonder and did
not quite know what else 10 dol
smiled.
"Why do you smile?" she demanded
suddenly.
Il was thinking what a funny az
rangement you would make under GER
tain circumstances, carrying out YOUR
hobby. How long ago did your parrot
die?"
"A year"
"And now this one fits in his nichc?"
yves
"And when you win and wed poor
wretch of a fellow, ii you are left Il
charming young widow, YOU will look
about for new victim. as much to
match the foregoing one as possible.
and marry him because he is so like the
other one was and you hate changes So"
She sat still and tried to smile, but her
eyes looked startled.
"0h, jamie, do tell me what kind of
a widow | should make"
Charming"
mo, not that; but would ! soon
think of another, do You Think"
"lnstantly.n
'Oh, Jamie! but I'm awfully afraid
so, too"
There was read distress in her tone,
not to be disguised by the funny little
face she cut TO hide it,
my dear, was only testing; |
would not"
"No, don't take It back, for fear
YOU are right, Jamie, with all my fond
ness. l am dreadfully material. horribly
tickle, and | dread it. | should love to
feel capable of being infinitely faithful
to one creature; or to be able to deeply
mourn some one as long as | lived, for
it's lovely and very poetical.y on know.
I'm afraid it all sounds queer, but
can't just explain it.
well, well, III die to please you,
and you shall mourn me- child
After this | seemed to like Juliet
even better than ever. and we parted
faster friends than ever.
/ did feel as if l longed to tell her
how hated to see so many trivial, and
some sensible fellows hanging about so
much, but she would have laughed at
me for being jealous, and there never
was bit of the green-eyed monster in
my nature.
During the time was off the second
time, we exchanged few letters on