San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-07-22
This story was commenced July sO.l
copyrighted. Al Rights Reserped.)
OF MANY MOODS.
BY BONA.


as long as you like" and she seats herself
and motions him to place beside hex.
"And who's the gOOseberry now, 1 won.
der" murmurs Ran, soto UOce.
He is relieved in a few minutes by the ap-
pearance Of Helen, and they vanish among
the window curtains, and Dallas and Nelly
are alone.
"Why have you refused to see me so
Often" says the young man, bending over
her.
81 was busy each night copying for my
uncle, " she answers gravely.
Then you are not invisible, us a rule"
Tonight proves the exception"
He looks at her curiOusIy lie had not
fancied she could be so gracious
at is getting so warm now that we will
soon have boating" he remarks, rather at
loss for something better. You are fond of
it, are you nOtY'
yes, rather. Helen adOres it; merely
tue it,"
You mean you don't nse cxtravagant ex-
pressions."
Il mean that am not enthusiastic"
No? Well like enthusiastic people.
think it adds greatly"
She flushes ever so slightly. II like them,
DO, sue says cOlulN.
There is a moments silence. Over there
by the window the Professor is laughing UP
rOariously, and Helen's face wears its bland.
est smile.
They are quite enthusiastic. Perhaps
you would like to joinY' says the girl, look
ing at him with charming smile; II will
excuse YOU"
Thanks, no, he says softly, and bending
hos. L.. 4. a.
she is aware of what he is doing.
'Why did you not ask me for thatY' she
says, watching him with heightened color,
as he gaZes Sentimentally at the flower.
Pardon me, never ask for what | can
get without"
But in this case asking is necessary" says
Eleanor, and leaning forward takes the
flower from his unresisting hand.
He looks at her steadily, somewhat
amusedly.
she says, half ScOrnfully. Evidently it is
not worth the asking"
you are Mistaken cries the young man
eagerly, II do ask for it; beg you will give
it me, will you nOt"' holding out his hands
as he speaks.
She glances first at the flower, then at his
impulse, tears the unOffending blossom to
pieces.
"Why did you do that?' Dallas exclaims
angrily. Il wanted it, you know l wanted
r."
She looks at him with mocking CLEAN in
her beautiful eyes.
"Did you really? All, but we don't al.
ways get what we want Mr.. Carew. What
nitrht
II can not prevail on him to stay another
moment" Mrs. Rodney says plaintively, 'he
insists upon going"
Dallas bends over Eleanor "YOu will
give me flower some of these days, see if
you don't" he says, with curious smile.
Every probably SHALL" she answers cold.
ly, land it will be asked for, too"
''DO not be too sure. All, goodnight, Mrs.
Rodney; yes Ran, I'm coming"
II heard such a nice compliment about
you, Nelly?' says Helen, as they go up
stairs.
Did your rather abSentiy.
"Yes. don't believe you care to know.
'Yes | do, tell me-"
THE Professor said" begins Helen, going
to the mirror and regarding her bright,
piquant face with evident pleasure, "he said
you had lovely eyes"
Has he just found that out?'
Mrs. Rodney turns sharply.
at is evident you agree with him. Do you
think them lovely, EleanOr"'
Il don't think about them, at all" she
says indtferently, but many people do adj
mire them, know, and why should | be
ashamed to say sop
~ our candOr is charming, my dear" says
IIaIhn with N ShrIU sInuita I 40
sure you. Since you care so little for your
appearance. ii is hardly necessary for me to
tell you what Mr.. Carew said"
But the other runs at her with an irresiSt-
ible smile.
Oh do, nOwT'
fuse her anything.
Helen regards her closely.
'0h, you begin to show some interest, do
you? Why are you blushing SO, sister mine?
have l touched the right chord? Why,
Nelly, really believe you are in love with
him."
"You are talking perfect nonsense Helen"
eries Eleanor, turning away to hide her scar.
let face. II do not care in the least what
Mr.. Carew said, and Tn going to bed now"
You are cutting of your nose to spite
your face, my deir," calls her sister after
her, you had much better come back and
hear what 1t was Ipromise not to laugh at
your bushes"
But Eleanor had marched away to her
own room toe angry with herself to listen to
Helen, but by the time the scarlet color has
faded from her cheeks she has almost for
gotten its existence, and curiosity proving
stronger than pride. she opens the door OF
her sisters room and calls:
"Helenr'
"WelIp
II should like to know what Mr.. Carew
said"
"ShOuld your says the other sleepily.
"Well, I'll tell you tomorrow. when can
see you blush. Go to bed now"
Miss Hathwell shuts the door with some
thing like violence, and Helen laughs softly
TO herself.
And Mr.. Carew looks rather thoughtfully
at himself in the mirror, and then takes out
miniature and looks at 1t still more thought
fully.
"Her face has not half the sweetness that
this has," he says to himself, but" as he
shuts the case with little click, II should
have liked to have had that flower"
But his dreams that night we're not Of that
sunny face with brown curls and merry eyes
which smiled at him from this ivory minia-
ture, but were perplexed and yet gladdened
by vision of another, with uplifted face
and parted lips and golden hair.
CHAPTER ".
-Judge when you hear. But soft, what nymphs
are these?
Midsummer Nights Dream.
"oh Nell, Pm just dying for good long