San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-07-24

/ MI Alien, TINS Is my sister, Eleal,Or.
! Nelly, where hare you been?'
Il am very glad tO meet you. Mr. Allen"
she says, with her brightest smile. "a am
sure you will pardon my not shaking hands,
| but they are full, looking at her flowers as
she speaks
| He is gazing at her with eager, admlring
eyes, noting the warm glow Of her fair
! young cheeks, the bright gold Of her wavy
| hair, wondering If ever on Gods beautiful
earth there was any one 50 beautiful before.
But where have you beeng' questions her
sister
After my flower. Is 1t not exquisIteP'
You do look rosy, Miss Nelly" says the
Professor. This feeble attempt at pun re-
ceiyes the contempt that it merits.
Il am sure you all will excuse me-" Flea
nor says, 'fOr am so tired. Besides, you
three look too comfortable to Je disturbed"
but YOU are coming back. are you not?"
cries Joe Allen, eagerly. "Ah, pray do"
Il do not think | shall"
But want TO See you so much" pleads
the young fellow.
well, pGrhd | may" looking at him
cOquettishly from under her long lashes.
Il shall wait for you. | shall wait all the
evening, so do not disappOint me-"
Eleanor runs up stairs, and going straight
TO the glass takes a long survey of herself.
81 look hideous" she cries, emphasizing
her words with stamp of her little foot
Perfectly hldeous! what on earth possess
ed him to come to-day" She looks down az
her dress. What an ugly dress 1t is, sld hOlo
dirty! She throws off her hat aud begins TO
dress. not the pearl-gTcy, but a simple white
one, and then rather Sheepishly descends.
Parker and Helen are deep in some nom
sense. Joe Allen is sitting on the steps, look
ing rather bored, but the look vanishes as
she appears and he rises quickly.
Il knew you would not be so cruel as not
to come back when wished so much to see
you"
Did you? Well, do you not feel COM
plimentcd. have taken the trouble to
change my dress, and all for your benefit"
Have yOu"' looking at it rather puzzled,
81 did not know-that is, did not notice Tn,
other. was looking at YOU"
She laughs. II am truly glad you did not
for it was very dirty
They sit down on the steps together these
two. Remembering what her sister has said
OF his looks she glancns at him. Yes, he is
CONDITIONING, with a reckless dash about his
lace, with full laughing lips and pleasant
light-grey eyes. Not, strictly speaking,
good face
'The cog was not hurt, was he?" he in
quired, penitently.
''lie might have been"
But he wasn'tp'
"Oh, l forgive you this time, but you must
never do so again."
81 do not like dogs" says the young man,
carelessly. Il hate all animals except
horses"
And you only like them for their SERVICE"
she says, half scornfuly.
well, perhaps so. Do you ride?"
Sometimes"
you are not fond of it, thenP'
"Yes, | love it dearly. do not ride often
because we have no horses and can not af-
ford to hire any"
he looks at her supposedly; but then, this
girl is always saying queer things.
"Will you go with me?' he asks, half tim
Idly. Tomorrow evening, if that will suit
you"
THANK you; should like it very much"
She is relapsing into her usual indifference.
The soft evening dews are falling now, the
lights in the village flash and glow. All is
quite still except for those noisy little insects
that repeatedly declare the undisputed fact
that Katie did! Katie didr'
The young man rises. ut is growing late,
must CO."
Through the soft twilight she looks up at
him with smile in her eyes, and her voice
sounds soft like caTeSS do not 60"
His heart is beating as no woman has ever
made it beat before, and he has but met her!
do you want me to stay?"
Perhaps"
'But must go. Will you give me one of
theSe%' touching her flowers.
She bushes wildly. She thinks of those
scarlet blossoms which that other had not
asked for. She puts her hand over them.
mot tonight, but sometime l will give
you one"
Goodbye, then, till tomorrow"
Goodbye"
She goes in and lOOks at herself half
ashamedly. 81 never knew | could firt till
this evening"" she says. II never deceived
anyone before; almost wish had not, and
yet he told me not to flirt. What will he
think wien he comes back?"
Truly Woman at best IS but a contradic-
ton STILL"