The University daily. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 18??-????, 1888-06-12

has not seen any necessity for putting
his fate To the touch, becnrse he has been
absolutely certain Of winning but now
that for the first time be has rival, 4
rival who Is progressing by leaps and
bounds id his lady Is favor, he sees that
something must Be DONE He cannot
have been befooled.
With gloomy brow and stately step be
retires from the smoking room and seeks
/ the solitude Of his chamber, but not Of
j his couch. The dawn has long broken
| ere he courts repose.
Marian! II cries Dolly, few hours
/ later, bursting into her friends room
while that lady no early riser at the
i best Of times still nestles among her
pillows, read thisl'' and she seats her
self on the bed iii state Of great excite
ment, while Mrs. Dalton languidly
peruses the letter thrust into her hands.
/ call it great impertinence p she re-
marks, returning It to- Dolly.
Impertinence n with wide-open eyes.
Certainly u and Mrs. Dalton, taking
It back, quotes from it:
Though cannot pretend tos offer you the
1 one great passion of q life-sad passages be-
Il "
the pure lustre which once surrounded my
/ soul as with halo-yet. il you will take a
heart weary with the sorrows of the ages.
dimmed by the darkllng doubts with whice
| an intimate knowledge of humanity clouds
| the spirit, take me to your tender breast and
dlsappointments. What recompense heart
blighted as mine has been can bestow will
strive to make tof your angelic sympathy and
goodness.
Is it not beautiful ~ cries Dolly in an
ecstasy, Il wonder what he means2 I
suppose some woman threw him over
onceY'
II think it is exceedingly impertinent,
and hope you will resent it. =
Resent it!'' almost shrieks Dolly.
aWhy, it is declarationln
Get me my blotting book off that
table, commands Mrs. Dalton resolutely.
Now she says, beginning to write,
'syou will answer it in this way or wash
my hands of you, and to morrow he will
have reduced you to zabject misery
again. =
She writes hurriedly for few minutes,
aud then with heightened color reads the
draft aloud:
Dear Mr.. LdscsI1es:
I have received your melancholy letter,
and am truly sorry for all you seem to have
suffered But, for my part, II look upon the
world as very pleasant place, and have
as possible: SO, as could not console you.
and you, with the ideas you express would
make me miserable. / think you had much
better look forsomebody whose temperament
is more like your own. suppose you mean
me to understand that you have been much
mo ono oil hon HTf1
are with me, which, to say the least, is not
very fattering. No! / must have an I'M
divided heart or none at all. ~
Your sincere friend, d. s.
There is desperate fight between
Mrs. Dalton and Dolly before the latter
can be persuaded to copy and forward
what she considers heartless and flip
pant missive. In the end Marian tri-
umphs. Mr.. Lascelles does not appear
at breakfast, and Dolly, though her soul
quakes within her, laughs and talks to
Dick. + ~ - III
Later in. the evening, when they are
playing lawn tennis, Clement Lascelles,
feeling much smaller than he has ever
done in his life, seeks counsel from Mrs.
Dalton, With an angelic smile she al
teTnately pricks him with daggers and
makes him gulp down bowls 81 poison;
BAt sic does him an excellent turn 1y
taking good deal u The nonsense out
him. He confesses that he ad6res Dolly.
How, oh, how, is he to win her? Has
he ghost of chance? r.
Mrs. Dalton, looking solemn, declares
her inability to reply to this. She
hints at Dolly's youth and love of
amusement. She hints, too, at Dicks
unhagging good spirits and temper.
And the upshot of it is, that when Dick
returns, crestfallen, from his afternoon
ride with Dolly, having spoken and re-
ceived! his answer Clement Lascelles
carries off the young lady to her boudoir
on pretence of wanting to be shown some,
thing, and, replacing the melancholy of
Hamlet by the conqnering airs of young
Lovelace, takes her in his arms, swears
he has been fool, and has really never
loved any one but her sweet self, and
that if she accepts him her life shall be
one sweet round of pleasure.
Twenty minutes later Dolly has passed
on all his embraces, and more, to Marian.
''How clever you are darling!" she
says, admiringly,
TO which Mrs. Dalton replies: "Now
you know how to manage him, make good
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