Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1886-12-30

/ brow, the exquisite curve of the almost
/ faultless mouth, and above all, ''the ten
der blue of the large, loving eye" Yes,
she was the fairy Of last nights dream.
| BY an effort | controlled my agitation as
she entered the room.
"Oh! Virginie, your cross has been
4 found" Mrs. Livingston said, land let
me introduce the gentleman who restores
/ it. Mr.. Crawford, Miss Vane"
/ Az her eyes met mine she started VIC
! lently, aud As she gazed intently on my
! face her own assOmed a pallid hue. OF
/ course this incident could not fail to at
tract the attention Of Livingston and
his wife, and when claiming an invalid's
| privilege to retire early the former fol
lowed me to my room.
"Well, what do You think of Miss
/ Yane," he asked.
"That she is very handsome girl, and
better still, she has the subdued manner
and geatle voice that are very soothing
to one who suffers from nervous irrita-
hility.n
Crawford, you know | would not try
to extort your confidence, but think
you have met before
upon my honor no"
! y
meeting you. and certain furtive chances
at each other during the evening vel,
I suppose | must take it as a case of mu-
tual love at first sight"
Erred, my good boy; have always be
lieved that love at sight is q passion pos
sible only to fools"
From my childhood | have loved the
sea and many hours were spent along
the shore, often alone, but rather oftener
with Miss Vane as u companion. Even
if her beauty had not already enthralled
me, the society of this gentle cultured
girl should have an ineXpresslble fascina-
ton for me; and rs the days wore on, l
realized that the love, of which / had only
read ia books aWoke in my heart strang
unpleasant Joy. For what could this
new born passion bring me but sorrow?
When this brief holiday was over our
paths in life must necessarily lie apart.
And yet, chow happy the days Of Thala-
ba passed by For the rest, when the
parting came surely l could learn TO FOR
get in mental toll this first sweet mad
ness of my manhood.
My holiday had already been prolong-
ed far beyond the limit | at first intended,
but letter + received one afternoon
from my law partner summoned me per
emptorily and at once TO New York. l
found Virgiuie Yaue down by the beach
where / sought here TO say farewell
There was a swift upward glance and a
sudden dropping of the silken lashes
the pretty trick Of hers | had often ad-
mired when | told her ] was leaving in
the morning.
"Aud the thought of getting back to
New York again must make you feel
happier?"
81 would have been happier if ueyet
came here, do not think that this Sum
mer vacation by the seaside Will tend 10
brighton the dun routine OF my city life.
May / not sometimes think of many a
ramble by this shore when, night after
night, / walk from a lawyers Office to
solitary home, along the same streets,
tho same avenue and meet the same
frowzy women and un6empt children,
ana ever to be haunted by the memory OF
dream
She listened TO regrets that must have
seemed 60 her almost childishly petulant,
in silence, and well Heaven only knows
how it happened; but l had come TO say
farewell, and I remained to tell her that !
loved her. am not going to place on
record here the words in which that decla-
ration was made IL has long been
settled conviction Of mine that the su.
prone moment which man wishes toap-
pear dignitied ia one woman's eyes he
succeeds in being only ridiculous; and /
believe that any y0uug lady who has ever
been made love to will sustain me in that
conviction. For the first time since |
had known herthe faintest flush OF color
warmed her cheeks as she said:
Mr.. Crawford will you call ii female
vanity female intuition, if / say that I
knew you would tell me this: Do you be-
lieye IN dreams Why do ! ask. would
you say. The night before you came
here / saw You ina dream dreamed
you came to me To restore this Maltese
cross, but ON ono condition, that / should
promise to be your wife, ard the coiuoi-
deuce was startling enough 10 explain
my agitation when met yos the follow
INK day
Some moralists tells us that no secret
should exist between husband aud wife,
and Fred Livingstone once said to me,
"lts a beautiful sentiment, Crawford, but
10 don't work. Virginia never knew of
my drcam until she roadmy manuscript.
1T was real mean TO keep this secret
from me- was her only comment. but
will amy of your readers, Leslie, believe
tAi- story"