The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1886-06-17
CHAPTER VI CONTINUED.

tie talked enough, )itleHCe hho"o,
the oily, sickly-looking thing; his face
isn't broader than my hand, and he
coughs very often in an affected way.
I found out soon enough, that he
hadn't an ounce Of brains, though |
suppose style and money are enough
for Marie.
He talked about things and places
| never heard Of Though | pretended
I knew alb. He told more monstrous
stories about Europe: wonder if he
thinks he "gulled'' me?
/ was glad when my beau, that was
to be, Pierre, came out. He is awful
lv loud, but then he's funny.
But [ din't like the way he greeted
me that afternoon as soon as he saw
me he came bouncing up to me, shook
my hand vigorously, and cut mean
ing look out of tic corner of his eye,
his little gray eyes, at that boy. He
didn't think | saw him, but | see eve
rything that happens around me, and
| felt that / wasn't dressed like the
girls in Europe, and they were max
ing fun Of me on account of 1T, so l
wished I was at home.
"How-de do, to-day p said MIR.
Pierre, getting so close to me that he
almost pushed me off the end of the
bench.
eff you need more room, take the
whole seat" said |, and l perched
myself on the steps.
He needn't think he can snow me
under with his airs I've watched
Belle too often not TO know what to
do, so | tossed my head as Eve seen
her do, and laughed a little as l said,
Gas well as the heat will permit, Is
how | feel
When ] moved my seat St. John
smiled at him, as much as to say,
"she's your match" and when | wasn't
confused, and answered his question
without blushing, he looked at me as
if there was more in me than he
thought.
After a while ne moved over by me,
but not as close as before, girls can
rule boys they won't generally come
any nearer than you'll let them
/ felt ike pushing him over, he's got
such irDpertinent ways, but then, if |
Was gong 70 be engaged 10 him |
didn't want to offend him.
Looking right straight into nv eyes
he said, you've handsome pair of
eyes, by George; did you know it ?''
(St John had gotten up and was
walking about Pierre Martyne
needn't think he could get ahead Of
me; I'm up to fattery any day, I've
heard Belle tell too many compliments
she'd had paid her, and | knew half
wasn't meant; though my eyes are
handsome, that's fact
"Of course We have looking glasses"
q forgot to say mirrors, why did
I'D | said, land they tell me that,
every time ] look in them
| saw look of admiration coming
into his eyes: he began to see | wasn't
a goose after all.
''Does it not tell you, YOU have a
pretty mouth and teeth too p he asked
next.
I answered promptly" it never tells
stories, like people" and | looked at
him without fmching, for although
my teeth are good, my mouth is fright
fully large, and he knows it.
He saw he couldn't humbug me, 50
he went to the door. and called Marie.
knew it must be six, Judging from
the feeling | had Of having been a
long time away from home.
1t was half an hour still, before she
came down, and her brother spent the
whole time in paying me compliments,
while | piled them as thick on him.
I've learnt that art from Belle; she's
good at it.
l was beginning to get into bad
humor, tired OF waiting so long, when
at last, here came the lady, dressed all
up in sky-blue French silk, pufed
and ruffied, with lace and bows all
over it. She was painted and pow
dered and had on lots of jewelry.
She was pretty to look at, and she
knew it too. She came down the steps
.ana joined me; simpered and giggled
Cher style9 as she kissed me.
She is kind-hearted, and can't help
being silly. Its a pity she hasn't
some of her brothers brains he's got
so much.
AT last, after slow walking, we came
to the bridge, where the boat was tied /: |
all the way coming Pierre mad talked
nothing but compliments 1 suppose
l might have enjoyed it Belle says
E'ali women do, even if they don't be-
lieve they mean a word of it" and [ |
reckon she ought to know by this |,
t1rse, as she's been used to the custom
so long, and / reckon / would, but he
carried that beaded parasoi of hers
the Mheae way, and I was in agony
fog hes 30 nervous, and kept swing |
ing 1t up and down. and once he start
ed TO run a cow with it, until | almost
told him it wasn't mine, but | hated to
A L for. the Martynes are so rich