Milford chronicle., 1885-04-10
SYLVIA'S FEALTY.

"Do YOU know" said Sylvia, with a
restless movement of her pretty pea
cock-fan, 81 am really unhappy this
morning"
Webster Arbuthnot leaned over with
a look Of such obvious devotion that a
third party, if there had been any such
a disagreeable person present, could not
possibly have doubted his hopeless in
fatuation.
"TelI me all about il, he said, pos,
sessing himself of the hand nearest
him. "What is it that troubles my
darling" ?"
Sylvia's sunny head dropped on his
shoulder.
"Papa is going to run for Congress,
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 classes,
Won know. We always have receptions,
and l have to shake hands with such
horrid men. Why, when papa was run
ming for City Controller, 1 sat for
whole hour on' the sofa with black
smith, and drank champagne with all
sorts of queer people-carpenters and
tinkers, and-and what do you call those
men who shovel coal? Coal-drivers {?
No"
81 hope you did not despise these
men because of their occupation" ex-
claimed Webster, little bit shocked at
such language.
"Oh, dear no. They were papa's con-
stituency, and some of them were quite
clever fellows. 1 didn't mean it at all.
Only it seems queer. Why, I met a
mechanic who could talk as well as-as
YOU do. But it does keep us in such a
turmoil, when papa runs for office, that
YOU must pardon me if I am little
cross. and even speak disrespectfully of
his followers. Oh, Webster, " signing,
"alter we are married, l hope you will
never take to politics"
Webster got up quickly.
81 am sorry you don't like it, Sylvia, y
he began, in a nervous way. But a sud
den burst of music from brass band
broke off his speech abruptly.
"It is a parade" Sylvia cried excited
ly. springing to the window as the band,
at the head Of a body Of delegates,
turned the corner.
Webster followed her reluctantly.
He had grown suddenly pale.
''Sylvia," he said, hurriedly, '1-"
SIT is the opposition" she inter-
rupted. "See There is the banner.
we want reform, and have secured il
by the nomination for Congress"
Sylvia gasped.
"'-of Webster ArbuthnotT"
s'Darling p he cried, hinging his arm
around her. "Let me explain. l was
going to tell you, when"
'eThen you are going to run for Con
press, tool And against papag
WIhey forced the nomination upon
me. I was the compromise candidate,
Heaven knows I did not seek the honor
but was in such a position that coulc
not"
"Oh. no doubt" she answered, caus
ticalIy, freeing herself from his en-
brace. "Those honors usually are
thrust upon one, it seems"
''Sylvia, you are unkind.
"And no doubt you expect to defeat
papa. Oh, the arrogance OF some mel
& astounding"
sDon't be angry. darling, I am sorr,
that your father and 1 happen to be tn
opposing candidates. But every ma
has a right to his opinion, and it canno
make any difference to us, what are on
respective politics. "
"No? 1t makes just this differences
Mr.. Arbuthnot--"
''Mr. Arbuthnot2 Sylvia II
'I should be sorry to marry pol
tician, anyhow--they are always To-
set; but I will not marry one of th
opposition"
"Oh, my darling, don't say that y
81 mean it. You knew that I did NJ
like politics. If you would rather Ell
gage in them than please me, you ma
do so. / have nothing more to say"
"But you would not have me give u
my honest convictions just because 20
oppose them, Sylvia. You could not n
spect me as a man.
81 mean exactly what say" {" she n
piled, struggling her shoulders. g
have no desire to hamper you in an
way. Let MS consider our engageme1
at an end.
Webster drew back and looked at he
Her tGll figure was drawn up to its fu
height, her eyes flashed, and he kne
by the naughty curl Of her proud liz
that she was both earnest and angry.
''As you will, he replied, taking b
hat with a dignifed bow. "Good mor1
I gvrt y