Daily Republican., 1885-08-21
time spent with him to conversation as

lime spent with him to conversation as
icing more suggestive. v
Besides, WAS now, also BY his ad-
vice, playing the part OF the obdurate
Daisy and receiving his entreades and
ais avowals with studied cOldness and
At first l objected Be-
riously to this role as placing me in q
very unpleasant position, but Mr.. Ash
ford insisted that 1t was the only way
in which l could thoroughly under.
stand his feelings or make my heroine
perfectly true To nature, and so l yield
ed. He made 1t rule after that to call
me Daisy, and he soon suggested that 1
should call him Lyman, but thatt
seemed unnecessary and l never tried
it /; at least, not in his presence.
would not have minded his calling
me Daisy, for he had such loving
way of saying it, If had not bea un to
dislike the girl so inter sely. l was
always wondering how fe happened to
fall In love with her, aud why he WAS
80 constant to such blind, unzratefu, |
creature. Often, when he would say
that his only happiness lay in winning
her heart, l would turn away my head
to hide the tears in my eyes, tears of
pity for him, aud anger against her,
poor fool.
1t may seem strange, but it is never
theless true, that / found it quite i'm
possible to work at my story any more.
Notwithstanding the many advantages
now enjoyed, found mvseif more at
had modelled after Daisy, displeased me
my hero, who waS OF course Mr.
Ashford, WAS entirely too good tor her
go how could marry them a. the
end ? 1 did Rot think of introducing
another character-a girl to whom his
heart should turn. because of her sweet,
| nnselfish sympathy with all his sor
rows, but-weil, | put the whole thing
aside. to be finished in the winter
One morning Mr.. Ashford made his
appearance with very melancholy
air.
my work is completed, he said /;
"my vacation is ever, and / must 60
back to the city. cannot tell you how
sorry am, nor how much l shall mics
these 'sit5ings.' And, by the way, H.
not the story nearly finished | was
HOPING you would read it to me before
l left"
"Oh, no! not now-it-it is not ready
yet" l exclaimed ~ have not
written much lateiy"-and there
Istopped, confused by my own admis
sion. But hs went on quietly: " You
are quite right. Put your work asidt
for time, and you will take it NJ
with new vigor. And now, my kint
friend, will you let me occupy this las
hour of the many we have spent to
gether with my own affairs? L hav
!. written to Daisy-for the last time,
she still refuses me-and on her dec
sion my whole future now rests. II sh
. is at last won to say yes, you know ho,
, happy | shall be. If not, cannot sta
In the city where must meet her cor
= tinuaily. l shall accept my uncle
offer, give up my profession, and go |
olGermany with him, probably for tt
reat OF my life.''
!. He paused. looking at me expectan
. lly. but was silent. OF course, sup
oIpose 1t was sympathy. but 1t seemed I
me as If l could never be so uttsrl
wretched in ali my life as I was at this
" moment. Finally, realizing that SOM
, thing must be said, contrived to q.
eI off two or three sentences, with be-
y Wishes" and "deep interest In his we
fare, and the like but 1t was very hal
10 work.
However, he seemed quite Statistic
for be thanked me, and then he added
le shall not hear from Daisy befc
" Friday, but whatever the result ms
be I must come back to tell you.
III please meet me here on Saturday afte
moon, and then. If l am happy, shs
claim your congratulations, and il l q
iu to be an exile, l shall at least have t
az consolation of hearing friendly goo
bye. Au revoir, kiDdest of friends. I"
Ite He was gone, but burst into tear
For a long time L remained sitting
~ the little arbor where he had left n
sf trying to compose myself sufficient
w. TO return to the house.
y, Theu / went up to my room. and te
'ii ing Susan that had violent head ac
-, aud could not be disturbed, shut M
!! self up and began to think.
h' My meditation during that day al
the next n ade one poiut perfectly Gle
Ye to me: did not want Mr.. Ashford
voimarry Daisy. But then, on the ott
or hand, did not want him to go to G.
'h' many. l began to feel o posiri
hatred for that girl, and to wish tina
~ could warn Mr.. Ashford against h
" for l was quite sure she could nev
h., =; make him happy.
ri In this way the hours dragged c
e Saturday afternoon came at la
huu IUuuu uo tuo bFUOT Hdltl
Il" for him with almrst uncontrollal
anxiety.
~; He made his appearance punctual
8, and as l wa ched him coming along
ou path that led to the arbor for got
lu- one moment all the rules of conduct
had laid down for nyseli- all {
'nu % elaborate speeches had prepared, a
.es ,el, springing up held out my hand W
'oo a breathless
Well ?''
on "No, 1t isn't we'll. Daisy has
ot; accepted me-" he said, as he took
oslhand. "Now the only thing can
Vi Is to 90 away as soon as possible. Do
no you think so ."
'au did not intend to say it. I shall
.iso ways insist that nothing was turt
.ou from my Intentions that moment, bu
ne suddenly burst out with No, dol
ve don't CO."
our He was still holding my hand, 8
o1 when said these words he put his c
er arm very gently around me 8
10 whispered : II you want me l v
lstay."
10 am going to omit the greater par
our conversation that afternoon in
..m, arbor, rs it was rict'y personal a
VII private. But ought to say that Ly II
cen confessed to me that be had been aui
IL. Iof great deception. There was no 6,
nit' person AZ Daisy, and it was l, mys,
~. with hom he he'd been in love all
OF time. or course forgave him ,althor
'eiP don't think 1t was quite fair, and
inveigie Susan, too
Ver- But as we IT, ked over our " sittin,
Oh I exclaimed ruefu!ly : And 80
vas love story has not been written al
iem all ?"
oro "Your love story has just begun, d
ing Margie, and hope it will never q
'tcn to an end"