The comet. (Johnson City, Tenn.) 1884-1916, 1885-06-06
AYI.NHA,s EIsAHTY.


morning"
Webster Arbuthnot leaned over with
look of such obvious devotion that
third party, ii there had been any such
a disagreeable person present, could
not possibly have doubted his hopeless
infatuation.
"Tell me all about it, he said, pos
sessing himself of the hand nearest
him. "What is it that troubles my dar-
ling2"
Sylvia's sunny head dropped on his
shoulder.
Papa is going torun for Congrass,"
she said, disconsolately but was quite
unmindful OF the start, her lover gave
ave always have such a disagreeable
time when pa is running for an Office
We have to conciliate the lower class
es, you know. We always have recep-
tons, and l have to shake hands with
such horrid men, Why, when papa
was running for City Controller, sat
for whole hour on the sofa with
blacksmith, and / drank champagne
with all sorts of queer people--carpen-
tiers and thinkers, and-and what do
you call those men who shovel coal?
Coal-&rivers? No"
IL hope you did not despise these
men because Of their occupation" ex-
claimed Webster, little bit shocked
at such language
ooh, dear no. They were papa's
constituency, and some of them were
quite clever fellows. didn't mean it
at all. Only it seems queer. Why, |
met amechanic who could talk as we'll
as-as you do. But it does keep us in
such turmoil, when papa runs for
Office, that you must pardon me if |
am little Cross, and even speak disre-
spectfully of his followers. Oh, Web
ster," signing, latter we are married,
l hope you will never take to politics. /"
Webster got up quickly
81 am sorry you don't like it, Sylvia"
he began, in a nervous way. But sud-
den burst OF music from a brass band
broke off his speech abruptly
at is a parade" Sylvia cried excied-
ly. springing to the window as the
band, at the head Of a body Of dele
gates, turned the corner. ii.
Webster followed her reluctantly
He had grown suddenly pale. ----.~.
"Sylvia," he said, hurriedly, d"
"Itis the opposition sheinterrupt.
ed. "See! There is.the banner eve
want reform, and have secured it by
the nomination for Congress-"
Sylviagasped. fT F
"'-of Webster Arbuthnot?"
"DarlingW he cried, Ainging his arm
around her. "Let me explain. l wa.
going to tell, when" \.
"Then you are going to run for Con
gress, too! And against papa?"
"They forced the nomination upol
me. was the compromise candidate
Heven knows | did not seek the hon
Or; but was in such position that
could not"
"Oh, no doubt" she answered, ,caus
tically, freeing herself from his EN-
brace. "Those honors usually ar
thrust upon one, it seems"
"Sylyia, you are unkind.'
"And no doubt you expect to defea
papa. Oh, The arrogance Of some me
is astounding"
Don't be angry, darling. I am sol
ny that your father and ] happen t
be the opposing candidates But ever
man has a right to his opinion, and
cannot make any Offence to us, whf
are our respective politics"
mo? 1t makes just thisdiAerenc
Mr.. Arbuthnot2--"
"Mr. Arbuthnot? Sylvia!"
II should be sorry to marry a pol
tician, anyhow-they are always \ 10
set; but ] will not marry one OF tt
opposition"
"Oh, my darling, dou't say that"
IL mean it. You knew that l di
not like politics. Tfyou would rath,
engage in them than please me, yo
may do SO. | have nothing more
say"
"But you would not have me CIV
upmy honest convictions just becau
you oppose them, Sylvia You coul
not respect me as a man."
al mean exactly what I say" she r
piled, Struggling her shoulders.
have no desire to hamperyou in al
way. Let us consider ourengagomeI
at an ends" ! ti4R -
Webster drew back and looked
her. Her tall figure was drawn up
its full hight, her eyes flashed, and
knew by the naughty curl Of her prof.
lips that she was both earnest and a
CRY. ses ~ S.F ~ -
"As you will" he replied, taking /
hat with dignified bow. "G oC
morning."
She turned when he had left h,
half hurt that he had taken herat h