Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1885-02-21
NOT 50 EASILY WON.

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"You seem comfortably sure o
her, Tom
"Well, why not, my dear Jack
when I've ONLY to ask, and the lit
tie lady is mines Pm immensei,
taken with her, and I've hung of
about"
The dip of advancing oars thel
drowned the rest of the sentence
hut Miss Daisy Campbell in hcl
hammock behind the alderS had
heard enough to destroy her peace
Fearful of betraying her presence
by the movement of a finger, the
girl lay rigid as marble, watching
with strained eyes two fragrant
blne wreaths of smoke gliding past
her retreat, till through an opening
in the bushes further up the brook
she caught Il tieeting glimpse Of a
birch canoe beneath the smoke
and of the smokers, too gay sun.
burned youths with guns and fish
ingrods. Tom Raymond sat in the
stern, tall, handsome Tom, who had
bat now boasied of his easy con
quest of herself. In that moment
of wounded pride and fierce lndig
nation Miss Daisy thought that she
could have clleertully seen him
drown.
".Oh, she's a daisy, hummed
Jack Mckeen; and as the mockinS
tenor smotc her ear the quivering
listenerthousht she couldhave seen
Jack drown, too-the saucy, idle
tell tale. Why need he proclaim &c
the BIRDS of the air and the fishes
Of tic water that the lady in queS
ton, Toms little lady to be had
for the asking, was no other than
herself, Mrs. Bluut's city niece, lit.
tie niece, little Daisy CampbelIs-
How indicate, outrag rouS!
And Yet the song hurt her farless
than Toms words. If Tom Rag.
mond, could speak so lightly other.
why might not Jack sing what he
pleased, and all Oakland listen? So
that was the way Tom WAS i'll the
habit OF talking abont her! She
bad heard before that young men
by themselves we're excess eely
free in discussing theirla dyf' ends,
and now she had proof of the fact.
Unmanucrly, detestable creatures,
especially Tom!
1--we only to ask, and the little
lady's mine,' those were his very
Words" moaned hapless little Dai
Sy, hiding her hot face among the
hammock cushions in an agony OF
humiliation. She had always felt
that if Tom had a fault it WAS self
conceit, but she wouldn't have be.
llevcd lie could he so conceited as
this. What had she said Or done
To warrant his boastful assertion!
She would challenge Aunt Abby,
she would challenge Toms sister
TO say that she had ever been silly
with Tom. III there had been any
Stiffness, it had been on her side
unless-truthful Daisy WINGED al
the recolltctlon-uDless-well, per
haps she did let Tom hold her hand
al instant longer than necessary
the day he helped her over tht
fence, and she wished she h. d moi
chung to him III HE thunderstorm
Butat eighteen what girl likes to be
prude' Though, for that matter
had she not more than once during
their summers acquaintance suub
bed Tom for trying to make love Il
bert Still, he'd only to ask, ant
the little lady WAS his. That wal
his version OF the story, and he hat
gloated over it to Jack. Dais,
lifted her tousIed brown head def
antly, and sat bolt upright.
81 won't be cruShed-I will n0t!'
she cries aloud, dashlng her tear;
right and left. "rIl 80 to Pinafor'
Tonight just as il pd overheard
nothing. and if he chooses to asl
for the little lady, why, he may
She's sure of h I own mind at last
She'll have her answer ready"
Sprlnging from the hammock
Miss Daisy walked with martha
tread through the garden into TIN
Kitchen to help Aunt Abby she
the peas for dinner.
"Iou must have been lying in til
sun, child" said the lady, glancin
up from the pan Ill her Jap. cit
bad for your eyes and bad for you
complexion. | don't believe that
y good place for the hammock"
Its horrid place,n responde
Daisy, falling savagely to work.
"i'm going to ask Abram to han
1t where IL Was OelOI6.
Abram WAS the intermittent bel
Of the Blunt establishment, VIII
carried on the farm and came nigl
and morning to milk the COW. FlOI
the day she becamea visitor in til
household he had been Miss Daisy
willing slave. and now that NJ
Blunt was temporarily absent, til
honest servitor took it upon hin
self to look in at odd hours ''to 81
if Miss Blunt and that posy face
little niece Of hers needed doiu
ior.n
Maybe fresh buttermilk W
help that sunburn," pursued Mi
Stunt, still misinterpreting Il
icause Of Mi-s DaisS's helghtene