The San Antonio light. (San Antonio, Tex.) 1883-1886, 1885-06-03

Remember me kindly to your relatives,
who ARE old friends Of mine;n and Guy
was politely dismissed, us much TO his
relief rs To his amusement.
Nothing better occurred to him TO do
than 10 look for Miss Roslyn again. lie
found her the centre Of n small group
who were being made known to her In
turn, and who were lavishing compli-
mentary speeches upon her. She was
flushed aud smiling and pleased. Her
Cuuslu-iu-lnw. Mr.. Cameron, was en-
gagged lu dosultory conversation with
some one stlud ny near. Guy watched
his opportunity and slipped into the
circle; at tine first break /, insinuating "A
request that Miss ioslyn would walk
with him again.
Constance smiled looked doubtful.
glanced IN the direction of Mr.. Came
ron.
lie has forgotten all about you."
Guy said. collly. "llc has resigned his
claim. lie has fallen In love with that
young lady with the aquiline nose and
classic brow, and is absorbed in her.
They are discussing Plato
Are they Then ! retire from the
field | could never measure my lance
with theirs. Oh. dear. how hot these
halls ar'i Have You been In the gardcnl
H
agreed. \ garden! II strikes me
You Young lHlics are not at all rigorous
" cluistcrrd. The nuns are not ~ strict
ducnnas rs had supposed. do not
see "A single black robe M sight
"Oh, no. They are very nice. We
are upon honor. But then, dear me,
they have eyes all over their heads.
They would soon find MS out if We did
anything improper
"As for instlnCey'
"Oh' well. one of the girls had lover,
and she threw him note over the wall.
lie was waiting ON the other side. But
Sister Cecilia saw her, and told the
Mother. There was au awful row
Here is the place. She tied the note To-
a stone and threw II just between those
two locust trees. We girls watched
from the upper windows and saw young
but mustn't tell YOU his name pick
it up on the other side. II was dread
fully exciting
1T must lave been. But what did
the cruel Nlst' Is do to the hcruincY Put
her In u cell on bread and water for u
week.
81 shall not disclose the secrets of the
prison house. You may imagine what
horrors You please
what charming garden. Is ii per-
mittcd to seat oneself on this rustic
henchy All this is really perfect Do
you know You look trillc tired, too
tired even to fan yourself. Give me
your fan and let me do it for YOU
She rclinquished the snowy feather
fan she carried with little blush, and
resigned herself To the triiling attention
with n SENSE of being unaccustomed To
any gallmtrics of the kind, which gave
mat (.pt funna1 hnr anIIly mud "a IL
ed To her sOftly--nonsense, to be sure,
such rs | have repeated, but nonsense
which amused her and brought smiles
back and forth to her lovely face. The
two looked thoroughly engrossed and
happy when Mrs. Cameron came out IN
look for them presently, or rather to
look up Constance. Their acquaintance
had not really progressed to any great
length, but il had that air. Mr.. Came
ron. who was with his sistcr-n-law,
gazed scrutinzingly upon the pair.
ALLOW me to compliment You for the
second time to-day, Miss Constance;
but he il understood that this time your
dressmakcr Is altogether excluded.
may perhaps divide the hunors between
you and Mr.. Mcpherson. You have
contriyed To accomplisha most pictures
que effect. The iyy-grown wall as a
locust trees overheard - empowering
youth and joy. Cupid should be lurk-
ing somewhere. Vatican would have
discovered him"
"Oh, never-in nuns garden!" re-
joined Constance.
"Or. perhaps, we may be as blind as
he is, where he is concerned added
Guy, rising to take his leave.
lie could afford to abandon the field
now. At least, he had made begin
ming. Would Constance offer him her
hand at parting? As he hesitated with
graceful reluctance, their eyes met.
Constance softly, suddenly put out her
little white-glOyed palm. She was SC
lovely, so innocent, so sweet that he
could have knelt down and kissed the
tips of her fingers. But that would
never do under the circumstance. lie
contented himself with bowling low, his
oheisance including the two Camerons
Then he Withdrew.
Il suppose the son of Mrs Townsend's
BROTHER said Mrs. Cameron, looking
after him. "Who was the black sheer
of the family. 10y the way. One of those
ne 'rr-dQ-Nc"ls who was always out oi
work and on ,hc minds of his family
no regular profession, think he wa
a writer ora painter, on something OF
that sort"
II like this man." Constance re-
joined
"Of course you do. lie has good nan
ners, and hc is remarkably, handsome.
And II does not follow that he il on
Of work because his father was, rs
scnted Mr., Cameron.
Mrs Cam'r ron consulted her watch.
Let me see. Allan, we shall hav,
II Il.
stance, understand your holidays be
gin tomorrow. Oh course, | expect yOl
to como to me. When shall | expec
you? Morning or EVENING"
Constance considered.
Evening she said, promptly.
Il will run up and bring you down,
said Mr.. Cameron, kindly, taking he
hand with smile.
You are always so good" exclaime,
! Constance. LAYING her other hand OF
his. That will be nice. DO you know
| think | shall be quite homesick a
leaving this. You will console me-"
Il hope so, still very gently AM
kindly.
In truth Constance's prevailing i'm
preston of him was Of kindness AM
consideration. She smiled up into hi
face sweetly, and there was sOmethin
in her smile and look which disarme
the worldlness and skepticism in hi
heart. and made him feel young agai
for a moment. Constance fOllowe
them into the building and to the iron
door. Mrs. Cameron kissed her good
by, and the door swung to upon her
Poor little thing said Mrs. Cam,
ron to her companion as their carriag
rolled down the street. II think sh
really likes yOu!"
Yes. In certain way"
Don't be too eNacting. And remeu