Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1888-07-25
THE CHANGED HEART.

"But how can nelp DeluS HeSleCleu
and miserable, Ned? You scarcely look
at me when Miss Lovel is near, and she is
your preferred partner in all things now.
You walk with her, you sing with her,
you drive with her, you dance with her.
and it makes me very Wretched"
"Now, Mollie, if you're going to be Jeal-
ousv =,
"I'm not jealous, Ned. If I thought
you didn't care most for me; if L fancied
YOU cared at all for any one else, l dom t
think I'd demonstrate with you at all: 1
would take off this" touching the dia-
mond on her hand, land hand it back to
you. Pm not jealous, but you are not
very kind to me, Ned"
my little pet, you do not see things as
see them. One owes something to socle-
ty, especially when one is at the seaside.
If YOU would only remember that l love
YOU too we'll to find fault with anything
YOU can do, and if you would become a
little more of society character yourself,
I should be perfectly happy. Why, you
scarcely take the least attention from any
one but me, and so many are wiling to
offer attentions to you. Now, dear, kiss
me once; I must be off; am to drive on
the beach with Miss Lovel; not jealous,
"Not Jealous, Ned, no." and she turned
from him without giving the kiss he had
asked for.
"She is jealous, thought" the young fel-
low thought smiling, as he watched the
pretty, straight figure going away from the
nook in which he had found her, out to the
stretch of sand, against which the waves
were rolling, receding, leaving now mass
of seaweed on it, now returning and bear
ing it away-a very coquette of an ocean,
now kind and now cold, and always fair
in the sunlight.
Ned Tremaine hurried over the beach,
whistling as he went, and he presently
caught up with his affianced, who, in her
pretty dress of cream and black, with the
wide sun hat pushed little back on her
blonde head, was looking very beautiful
and animated-and smiling in the face OF
Lee Stone, the most incorrigible male tiirt
at the beach.
"Where now, Tremaine?" the latter
called out, as with nod he pursued his
way.
"For drive on the beach; will see you
later" and Ned had gone by, resumlng
his whistle.
Mr.. Stone smiled little and spoke few
words to Mollie. She colored slightly, fol-
lowed the tall form of her lover moment
with her eyes, then gave gracious answer,
and half an hour later, when Ned and
Miss Lovel met the pretty light carriage
on the beach, in which Lee Stone took his
daily drive, they received pleasant nod
from pretty Mollie, who was his compan-
ion, and who locke ed as though she was
thoroughly enjoying his society.
"She certainly lost no time in following
my suggestions" Ned told himself half
in surprise, land she had evidently found
the society of Stone anything but boring"
"What handsome couple they make"
Miss Lovel said, with certain CLEAN in
her steady gray eye. Ned colored sud-
denly, but didn't quite know why.
"PerhapS you didn't know that Miss
Annes is my promised wife," he said, a
trif1e coldly.
"Oh but so many engagements are bro
ken in q summer at the seaside; one never
minds that very much," the languid belle
said indiferently.
That night there was hop at the hotel,
and Ned had made up his mind while
dressing to be little more attentive to
Mollie; but to his surprise he didn't find
Mollie Annes shrinking under her moth
er's wing as had been her custom. A
number of old friends had arrived while
they were at dinner, and they were about
her, and while she gave him (NeD smile
from the distance he found it quite diff.
cult to get near her. Then slight tap on
his arm informed him that Miss Lovel was
asking him why he was so preoccupied
and, as Mollie and Stone went circline
by, joining the walters, he followed them
with Miss Lovel.
"A rather pronounced tirtation," Lee
laughed, later, when he and Mollie stood
on the hotel terrace, watching the moon.
light on the sea and strand, and one solta,
ry couple pacing slowly along beside the
Waters. Both knew who they were, for q
few minutes before they had seen Ned
Tremaine place that pale pink scarf about
the shoulders of Miss Laura Lovel as he
led her across the terrace, too much en-
crossed in his task, it would seem, to no.
tice Mollie or her companion.
"Oh! everybody tiirts more or less at
! seaside hotel; one has nothing else to do
you know" Mollie answered Lee with q
ripple of laughter, and he looked on the
pretty face to which the moonlight was SC
tender, his voice sinking almost to whis'
per as he spoke to her.
lit is cowardly pastime for man." he
said. softly, land for woman it is cruel
one."
Again she laughed, while arranging the
bracelet on her arm touch of mockery
was in the ripping voice.
"And you-is it pleasant to know that