Connecticut western news., 1888-06-20

Miss Laura Lovel as he led her across the terrace, too much engrossed in his task, it would seem, to notice Mollie o, her companion.
 "Ob, everybody flirts moro or less al a seaside hotel; one has nothing elso tc do, you know,' Mollie answered Lee with a little ripple of laughter, and he looked on the pretty face to which the moonlight was so tender, his voice sink ing almost to whisper as he spoke to her.
 'It is cowardly pastime for man" ," he said softly, "and for woman it is a cruel one."
 Again sho lauyhed, while arran giug the bracelet on her arm; touch of mockery was in tho ripping voice.
 "And you-is it pleasant to know that you are cruel and cowardlyT she questioned. ''One is tempted to be- come personal when such remarks come from ono who is said to count his con- quests with cruel pride, and to whom the world gives no higher aim than to fascinate-and remain careless. Am l too plain9 Forgive me-"
 "I forgive you freely-as I would forgive you all things Miss Anness: but neither you nor tho world fully under stands me. may seem trifler; but were the woman I low, to love me in return no smile would be to so sweet as hers, no presence half so dear."
 Mollio had been watching the couple oa tho sands going slowly back and forth, back and forth in tho m moonlight; :; now she lifted her sweet young face and looked at him with sort of won dering pity. "5.... Do we all wrong you, thena" sho asked, gently. ''Havo you failed in your wooing2 Can you not win where you love2'
 His face flushed little at her words, and she, watching it, was struck by it's strength and beauty. How did it chance that she had never noticed it before7
 'I am not left the chance to woo or win her, he said, slowly; 'tshe is aaother's promised wife,"
 'Ah," she said, pityiugly; and she gave him her hand in O sweet, womanly sympathy, never for an instant connect ing his words with herself. He lifted the small hand reverently to his lips, and drawing it through his arm turned towards the beach. As he did so he found himself facing Ned Tremaine and Laura Lovel, who were coming ID from the moonlight, and he noticed that the young mans face was quite white, while there was half scornful smile on the lips of the fair belle of the seaside. But the two couples passed each other in silence, the ono going down to the stretch of tho glittering sand, the other going in to the dancers.
 A week later, and Mollie had just come in from long hour, peaceful and calm, spent with Leo in quiet nook among the rocks that overhung the ocean. He had been reading to her there some of the sweetest poems given to the world by genius. Her heart had thrilled as ho read, and new, strange feelings had stirred it. Whom he closed the book he had looked up and found her eyes filled with tears. And now in her own room she was asking herself how it was that what she had com menced but for the purpose of annoy ing Ned had in one brie week slain all her old resentment against Miss Lovel and made her thoughts turn constantly, not to Ned Tremaine, who was her afi anced husband, but to Lee Stone, who was termed the greatest firt at tho beach. What was changing in her ifea When she now met Ned and Laura it did not pain her as it used. Was it be- cause handsomcr face, a stronger and a nobler face than Ned's was constantly near, ready to turn to her with dcvo- tion, ready to light if sho smilcda
 Aservant broko her pondcrings by bringing her two messages - one a boquct of white flowers with few feathery sprays of fern among their | whitencss and one crimson rose gleam- ing red from their centre, and in it was note from Lee asking her to go for a drive with him by moonlight; the other was few angry lines from Ned, asking l if she remembered that she was be- | trothcd to him while shc allowed every | gossip at the hotel to chatter of her filtration with Lee Stone.
 II have been patient, waiting an op- portunity of speaking to you" he wrote, "but you will not give mo one, so I write to ask you if you wish our en- l gagement broken; to all it would seem | so."
 She trembled little az she read, and her sweet face changed color; but shs went to her desk, drew from it every litter he had ever sent her. formed them and his ring il package, and wrote him the following note: | It was I who first taught patience while my existence was forgotten for one who was what you bade ma become-"a society char acter." Why should fancy that you wish an interview with me of late? It is not SO long since you could not spare moment for me from Miss Lovel. Do wish our engage ment brokens Perhaps we both wish it. | oI of ct lot, cip displease you. I send you your letters and ring.
 Then, although choking sensation was in her throat, she penned brief 1 nfe fn Lea.