The Grenada gazette., 1886-01-30

following winter. My woman's cur
osity got so far the best of my manner
that finally spoke to Cora about i
She looked at me quietly for a momer
and then murmnred:
Yes, know"
Then it is true?" asked, eagerly
That is Mr.. Elljotts affair" she an
swered, with shade OF reproof.
The boarders, rs if moved by on
common impulse, persisted in decar
ing that Elliott didn't mean any
thing.
''Of course he's getting all the fur
he can out of it, observed one exper
fenced matron, but marriage is quite
another thing
Then there was the English girl-or
rather, the rumor of her.
But | was not so sure about it at all
To me it seemed very plain that from
marked indifference this uonchalant
Englishman had gradually awakened
into vivid interest, and .as time wore
on could have sworn that Mrs. TYR
rcll was becoming necessity TO him.
| lie teased and tOrmented and even buI-
| led the little widow, but at the same
time he began to follow her every
movement with his eyes, to play with
his soup until she appeared at the table,
to wander in his replies whenever he
was addressed Languid he was ut all
times, but there is a natural and an af-
tected languor and it seemed to me
that the less he retained the one the
more he cultivated the other. Few men
can resist the daily presence of soft.
tender eyes raised in an appeal to their
superior manhOod-Of an artlesS innO-
cence needing constant correction from
their large knowledge of the world.
Miss Pickett and Mr.. Elliott were al
ways At loggerheads. Her k cen sallies
were continually wounding his self
love; his languid assumption of superb
ority was a perpetual insult to her pro-
gressive womanhood, and so their
mutual antipothy gradually expanded
into solid hatred. Miss Pickett was
too thoroughly feminine not to be ag-
greSSivc in her hostility, so when | OBJ
served her closctcd with Mrs. Tyrrel
for two hours one day, easily guessed
what it meant. 1t all came out the
next evening, on the hill behind the
house, whittier Cora. Elliott and had
strollcd. Mrs. Tyrrel leaned back
against friendly mound and looked
out into the night--one of those ex-
qul>ite, luminous, distinctly California /.
nights. The scent of Il thousand .
1iowcrS-that of the orange blossom
rising above the rest as the voice of .
the prima donna leads and accentnates
the song of the chorus-drifted upward
to charm our senses. Cora sighed a
little and then began:
Miss Pickett said | did not under
stand men at all that | was too unsus
pecting, too contiding. She said men
liked to play with such women, but
that they suspected most those women
who treated them best"
Miss Pickett be hanged" burst
forth frcm Elliott. "She is an old
eat"
Then you don't think I have done
30 very wrong?' and her velvet eyes
ookcd into his with a troubled sweet
less.
Wrong? Humphr'
How dreadful it seems to never
rust any one. | believe | would rather
'e always deceived than to come to
hat. You see turning to me, Il am
situated. ! am a widow, and
ct l am scarcely more than girl.
'ou never have heard about my mar
Iage' 1t occurred four years ago,
lien | was Onl y seventeen, and still at
;hool. Mr.. Tyrrell was kind to me
nd ! was romantic We were married ,
my house at San Francisco on Fri
ay. Saturday VIC went to Monterey, ,
1d on Monday my husband was sum- q
oned to Mexico on business. 1t was f
ugust, and they feared would take
e fever, so it was decided that | must +
main at home. Some time in Sep +
mber came a telegram, sent from f.
acateens, and announcing Mr.. Tvr- u
lis death. A wife of but four weeks. +,
way from my husband when he A
ed--imagine my feelings. For over +,
rec years I have lived in seclusion. ~
wv you can understand how natural h
is that | should make mistakes" h!
In her eyes rose a mist that was dan Al
rous to the Englishman's cherished h,
mpOsure. He breathed hard, cleared ii
throat and shifted his position Fl 10
lily little smile stole over Cora's G..
5, and she gave him a glance that I'll
s like caress-I often told her she III
SEQ with her eyes. n
The next day who should arrive but Sc
English girl! This advent, it seems, m
5 the result Of an arrangement made m
ne months before in England, and 1t
ich Elliott had not had the nerve to DC
happened to be pass oc
through the hall when Harriet Nor an
claspedher lovers hand in greeting. to
words are needed TO tell sensitive lar
nan when she has lost mans af VIII
ion Harriet knew it then and fall
'e-I could tell by the paIIor that sin
rspread her face and the sudden Bel
Vn look about her mouth. Within VIII
days she had departed. accompap. y