Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1886-12-16
WON BY A STRATEGY.

"How | should like to elOpeW said
Silvestra Grey, sitting in the garden,
with an open book in her hand.
"To--what?" asked Jack Leonard,
who had been leaning against the
nearest tree, partially whiting out
pair of silk-winders, and waiting for
some visible sign or token of Silvestra's
notice.
"To elope," repeated Silvestra, with
little frown, 'like Lady Geralda Fitz-
gerald in this book"
"I was going to say, Silvestra;" pur-
sued Jack, mildly accepting her shower
of peppery words as matter of course,
THAT if you preferred clipping to the
regular thing, I'd elope with you any
time.n
"You" cried Slvestra, bursting out
into q merry peal of mocking laughter.
ayes, ], )" said Jack "Why not! Pm
sure love you, Silvestra."
"Jack, leave off talking nonsense, and
60 along,n said Silvestra, peremptorily.
"Dear, Silvestra, won't you say that
you will marry me?" he Rumbly
pleaded.
'No!" cried the little beauty stamp
ing her foot. ~ won't marry you, and
I've told you a thousand times before.
And if you ever dare to ask me that
question again, I'll-I'll never speak to
you again as long as | live"
So Sylvestra went away, her pretty
head erect in the air, her hazel eyes
sparkling with displeasure. And Jack
looked after her like a big, loving,
wretched Newfoundland dog of man
as he was.
"She's such a little darling" he
unused, sadly. sand I'd give the
world for one. of her sweet looks; but
somehow l don't seem to suit her, let
me say or do what / will"
And Jack went home to his maiden
aunt, a jolly old lady, with a fortune to
leave, who was great reader, and huge
ly interested in love affairs of every
kind and description, and told all his
troubles to this affiectionate old conf
dente.
"And you would like to marry her?"
she asked.
II shall be wretched forever if can
not win her." he protested.
Every WE'LL" said Aunt Sadie, II can
tell you how to win her affections"
dearest Amt Sadie, if you will only
help me to obtain the prize"
| ."Ieave off protesting" said Aunt Sa
die, land listen tome. Go away. There!
your cousin, Herbert Wyatt, going t.
the Mediterranean in his steam yacht
There are the Follots just starting t.
look up the source of the Nile. Or, j
you prefer deer hunting in Norway, o
salmon fishing in Scotland"
"And then grow heavy beard,
added the old lady imperiously; "wea
broad-brimmed sombrero hats, stud,
up the matter of costume, read poetry
and romance"
Jack listened, comprehended, eagerl,
assented, and, whether he went to Nor
way the sources of the Nile, the Bay o
Naples or the salmon fishing, disap
peared without even bidding farewell
to Silvestra Grey.
"How very eccentric of him." though
Miss Grey. "But, after all, it's jus
like dear, funny old jack"
And then she forgot all about him.
When Aunt Sadie Leonard openet
her little home in Kensington to societ,
the year after, she had Capt. Giacop
Leonardo, of Venice, to introduce to tn
world.
The captain was tall and dark, no
unlike what poor Jack Leonard ha'
been two years ago.
So the brilliant winter days and even
ings, full of music, charades, operas ant
carpet dances, glided along, and Capt
Leonardo became constant attendan
on Silvestra Grey. A handsome coupl
they made, and people began to whis
per at the possibilities of an early wed
ding.
| Nov, I WISH" said Silvestra, en-
Enthusiastically, one day, "that you coult
have known my cousin Jack. Deal
old Jack! You remind me of him, Capt
Leonardo"
II shall be jealous of this Jack If yor
rave about him any longer" said the
captain, smiling.
"Poor Jackw sighed Silvestra. 81
think he liked me-"
"And did you like him?n
Come" said Silvestra, "that is
scarcely o fair question. OF course
liked lima little"
s ttE +8hJ y Ehg a 81.