The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-05-02

QO bu6ts put OO uOt IKE tuSm 1S ! 0Q the white gulls, and l do not like them as do the birds that like me. I love the pigeons"
 "How love them?"
 "Just as loved my boy when he was a baby. want to hold them close to me, to kiss them, and to feed them, and have them in my bosom. You do not know that have pigeon with me now2" said she, laughing in her shy, childish way. Il "Wiih you nows''
 @Yes, now," said Mrs. Johnson; and she drew from her low corsage a white pigeon, and gave him light toss in the air. "That Is the lover I called to me the other morning from the pigeon house do you remember?" The pigeon was fiuttering over her head, and trying to alight, and she was playfully pushing it away in the air, first with one hand, then with the other then she permitted the bird to light on her shoulder; it crept close to her neck and cooed. "Hear him make love to me-" said Mrs. Johnson, laughing and stroking his stainless plumage. We walked on, Mrs. Johnson continued speaking.
 "Do you think me very childish about birds ?" said she. Sometimes l think l am hardly grown woman anyway. feel towards persons just as do towards the birds. l feel so senderly for that poor boy at the house-will he ever get well, do you think? feel as if must talk. him up Tn my arms and hold him and keep him until he slept, and then have him sleep there uA il he is we'll"
 That would be long time, fear" said l. "Do you have the same feeling toward women?"
 "Towards some women l do; some not. Agnes-l admire Agnes SO much 1! She is the most beautiful thing ever saw ; and she is so wise, too; she knows everything, and she is so dark and beau- tiful, only her eyes. Do you know her eyes are like gull's eyes? They are vel. low, with such large dark pupils you would think them black like her hair 1; only her hair is purple, like the gull's feathers. cannot charm the water birds," said Mrs. Johnson, smiling at me.
 "But you have certainly charmed Agnes"
 No, have not. Agnes likes me and does not like me, just as l like her and do not like her. She is very kind to me, aRd she says she ad- mires me; and is it not strange that we always want to change ourselves for some one else ? Agnes is so wise, and SO beau tiful, and so good, she is a thousand times as pretty as am, and yet she says every day that she would give all she has in the world and all of her life but one year, if she could only be me. How strange tn at is
 "Do you know when Agnes will re- turn ?" asked.
 "No. She asked me if would take her place with George until she came back. She did not say, but l thought she would return io two days at farthest."
 We walked back to breakfast, Mrs. Johnson played prettily with her pigeon. and called two of his mates which were flying overhead to her. Her own bird was jealous of the new corners and fought them away. She finally put him back in her bosom, and tossing and playing with the others we came to the house. "Fly away, lazy things" said Mrs. Johnson, tossing the two birds one after another high in the air. "You have wings and can fly we'll enough-theres no need for me to carry you-if had wings would take long flight to.dayi" The birds tried to come back to the pigeon charmer, who ran into the house and shut the door after her they hovered moment about the caves, and then circled slowly away.
 Will Agnes never return ? Has she finally taken resolve which includes the sacrifice of all she holds worth living for 2
 Midnight.-George is resting better to- night than for long time. He slept again to-day at the same time as yester- day, with his head upon Mrs. Johnson's arm. She partly reclined on the bed, and famed him during the whole time. What tremendous feat of physical en- durance and yet she did not seem fa- tigued. The day has been very hot. George woke much refreshed. There was no precipitation, and he ate a small dish of strawberries with some show of relish after he woke. never saw any thing so tender, so exquisisely maternal as Mrs. Iohnson's manner with George, while he slept this afternoon. It is too soon to say, but Georges symptoms are all better to-day than at any time since we have been here. 1t is the first day that there has been the least sign of inn provement. Is it possible that Agnes was correct?-that her love is fatal to George June Io m.-No word from Agnes to-day. George sleeps almost contin- ually. Mrs. Johnson hushes him and sings to him when he does awake, pre-. cisely as if he were a babe. He is very thin, and seems weaker than when Agnes was here. Otherwise he is certainly bet ter. He ate six small oysters. He is sleeping soundly tonight. shall go to bed. Mrs. Baxter is asleep on a couch in the room with George Mrs. Johnson has Agnes room. We are all very much fatigued. The weather is intensely warm. June 20 No word from Agnes. George is hardly so we'll, though he sleeps, and his sweating has almost ceased. Mrs. Johnson devotes herslf entirely to him, as mother cares for a sick babe. Mrs. Baxter is overcome by the heat. fear she will be ill. Mrs. John 'on and my