Connecticut western news., 1888-10-03
MIR. BRENT'S BOARDER.

"Why are you so ccol to mo, Miss Hester2'
 'I am not cool to you, MT. Kings bury"
 ''Ycs you are; you don't like me, or you don't like my being here; I can't quite make out which it is."
 A long pause ensued, while Hester l'aned over the gate swinging her straw hat, her straight brows contra acted into slight frowa. The plain print dress she wore did not disguise the shapeliness of her fl ,ure, and her clearly cut features and soft hazel eyes hal proved source of great fascinat for Jack Kingsbury. It was a lucky chan co that had led him to answer an adver- tisement for summer board for single gentleman. He found the farmer a good natured, jolly follow, and his wife sweet-faced, lady-like woman, who treated him as a son; but their daughter was an enigma Jack knew little about farmers dau ,hters, and was quito unprepsred for the intclli yence and quiet dignity of the girl whom hc had expected to fiud strapping, red faced lass who would expect him to chaf with her ard pay her broad com phments. Hester actually avoided him; but Jack had his full share of conceit, and reasoned that she liked his atten- tions we'll enough; she was little shy, perhaps, but that would wear off in time.
 ''The horse is coming out of tho burn, MT. Kingsbury; you will bo late for your dinner if you do not start"
 'I'll get there in good time." said Jack, looking at his watch; 'you have n't answered my question yet"
 'Well," said Hester, turning as she spoke, eff you must know. I did not approve of fathers idea of taking a boarder. I do not like it." She spoke forcibly, and without waiting for a re- ply walked off to the house just as the buggy came rouad.
 Jack, feeling very much as if some one had hit him in the facn, jumped into the wagon and drove off furiously venting his own bad temper on the horse with sharp cuts of the whip.
 He had gone to dine with party of young fellows at the Profile house and Hester found herself wondering when he would come back; the house was so still and lonely whom he was out; she knew she had becn ruds just before he left, lut then ho was SO conccited. Well, she would try to atone for it when he came home. Supper timo passed, but he had not come, so H ter went out for walk along the road, while tho setting sun flooded tho fields with a gorgeous crimson light. Sho walked a long time before the sound of approach ing wheels made her glance up and she saw Jack Kin bury coming along iu tho buggy. He drew up at tho side of tho road.
 "Will you get in Miss Hester and drive home with mel"
 Hester nodded assent and sprang ia. At & branch road Jacl turned tho horse.
 "We are on tho wrong road Mr. Kingsbury," "said Hester.
 T know it." returned Jack.
 "But it is growing late and I mus get home."
 Jack made no reply, but drove or rapidly. Hester laid her h,nd on the reins: Really, Mr. Kingsbury," she said, q wish to go home." In an instant she felt his arm abou her. 'Not before you have given me kiss to atone for your cruelty today said Jack excited;y.
 As she turned to look at him Hester noticed for the first time that his fac: was flushed and hi, breath heavy witl wino. She pushed herself away from him and said with 8 forced laugh, "Yo, are joking, MT Kingsbury, and yo' know I do not like jokes"
 .1t i, TO joke '' shouted Jack fierce ly, I will kiss you"
 "Therc-you have knocked my ha off--go after it or it will be lost in tht dark; will hold the horse"
 Mutteriag something under hi breath, Jack jumped out and walked back to where tho hat lay. As h. picked it up he heard the snap of whip, and looking forward saw tn, buggy vanishing in the distance.
 His wrathful expressions are best Jeff unrecordcd It was a good three miles to the farm, cutting across fislds, and tho fresh mountain air soon cooled