The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1885-03-11
HIS LITTLE LOVE


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whitened field, and heard the sweep
OF the wind among the leahess
branches and against the window
panes.
A gentleman of about thirty stood
by the window, one arm resting on
a little shelf, and his eyes bent on
the girlish face beside him. ne
WAS not handsome, yet hls was a
face Que would look at Sitn as ;nucn
or with more interest than II The
features we're as perfect as Apollos
own.
The eyes and mouth were full OF
mower. the former especially. VOL
derfully expressive, aud, as be spoke
now. full of easy, quizzical regard
Are YOU afraid of me, Miss Mar
,ou2 Do YOU think | shall prove a
tyrannical or lenient euardian.Y' !.
II am not the least bit afraid of
YOU. sirl" the young lady called
Marion answered, in a cold, busi-4
ness like voice, looking him IN the
eye. -,
"Not afraid ? How strange !" ne
said. the smile around bis mouth
deepening. nrEf @Qnf
.Do you generally inspire those
YOU meet with awe, Mr.. Nann r go.
Il am lawyer" hereplied, there
fore blessed with second sight, Of
course. Not only do we Judge by
the outward evidence ofthe Thoughts
in a clients heart, but the inner
working of the vital organ is an open
book to US. Your thoughts now
He paused.
We'll p she asked impatiently.
"Are not hattering to me. You
consider me an unmitigated bore,
very cold and professional - not
good looking. You long Tor the
school left behind in the South,
where days like this were unheand OF
and where the college students ded-
icated aowery sonnets to your beau
ty."
The girl flushed and darted a
Quick angry glance at him from The
dark eyes under the little tissue
veil. !.
"You are pleased to be sarcastic,
she said, with a little sneer and
shrug "bnt Of what matter is 1t u?
If ii amuses you, sir, 1t amuses ne
infinitely more. ] am not afraid OF
your satire-neither do like YOU" J"
Jerome Nann raised his eyes Ia
unfeigned surprise.
She was so petite, so childish IN
appearance, despite her Is years, and
the open animosily she expressed
was SO novel. 1t was all refreshing
and he watched her amusedly as
she went to a distant corner and
buried herself in a novel, TO the
complete exclusion Of himself.
All he could see beneath the book
was pair of extremely lovely red
lips, and those be watched steadily
scarcely aware of It. Five MINUTES
passed, ticked slowly off 10y the
clock in the empty waiting room,
and a brown curl appeared above
the rim of the book, then one curl
Gus aud brightly angry eye, which
met his and disappeared like a
fash.
Jerome laughed, He knew that.
by that outburst OF mlrtb, he total
ly lost all vantage ground with her,
but he could not help it.
Still smiling, he walked slowly to
her side.
do not freeze mel" he said pa
thetically, holding out his hand ;
we must be friends you know" p
Not at all = she said coldly. Il
am absolutely sure We shall never
agree Better begin as shall surely
endl"
"You dislike me?"
81 have said so p she answered,
turning the leaf.
And why? Because-f have been
unfortunate enough to have unwil-
tingly offended you?
you have laughed at me. | do
not know what name they give that
in the North. but in Virginia, We
should call that unmannerly."
"If | have been so, Miss Romeo, |
sincerely beg your pardon" Jerome
said, suifiiy and retired to the WIN
dow, to whistle ine Exile OF Erin,
in most distracting discords, until
the train pulled in. ISL
Jerome sat by the library fire, a
cigar between his lips, his hands
clasped idly. his eyes almost closed
He was listening to a story winch
interested him.
A younger man was alsositting by
the fire, cane in his hand, aud his
chin resting on the top Of it. he
was very handsome young fellow
and the 6relight PLAYING on bis
head, turned his hair to gold and
made the intense, blue eyes seem
black.
Il have loved her from the begin.
ming" he said, slowly. Through
all the past months / have loved
Marion silently ; now / will tell hel
of it, with your permission, and
learn my fate. Better ultimate re.
lection than this suspense
Ned Bufiington, YOU love my
ward ?" Jerome asked calmly, and
no evidence that his heart was beat.
ing like a boys could be seen in bi.
face. You love her truly, you.saNY
81 dol Upon my honorw Ned re.
piled. That surely is not strange
Could a man, seeing her constantly
as | have done, not lose bis heart &
her?' -
You know, of course, that sh,
was left fortune? ?" Jerome asked
again, in the same quiet way. VE
Il have heard SO Perhaps, ul.
deed, it is the only thing to be re,
GREETED, for | love her, and have
abundance for BOTH" Ned answered
regretfully. Her guardian stood up
and his face was very pale.
at is no longer to be regretted
Marion has nothing In the receu
failure she lost it all Y
"Allw the young fellow echoed
and there was silence.
Marion is very proud jerome
continued. If she knew that sh,
was not absolutely independent o