The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-05-19

through your mean abuse of him2"
 "That may win and wear him my self?" suggests Mrs. Dalton, quite good -humoredly. "No, my dear and acute child, believe me, you have not fathomed and unmasked my baseness this time. know your dear and sens- tive little heart is set upon this fas- cinating young man. I don't think there is really any harm in him, and I am magnaninous enough to be ready to show you how to obtain his affec- tions and to make him the suppliant instead of you"
 "Suppliant?" cries Dolly, with fresh flames from her burning heart ascending to her cheeks.
 "Yes, suppliant. Every one, my love, can see-he most of all-how you hang upon his smiles, and despair when he is indifferent or capricious."
 Wrath makes Dolly absolutely speeches.. If looks, etc, etc. Mrs. Dalton would etc, etc.
 "Don't be a goose, Dolly" resumes her friend, not having suffered any visible injury from the lightning glances to which she has been sub- jected. "Keep your temper, and reap the advantages of my superior age and experience"
 "Keep them to yourself!" retorts Dolly, tartly.
 "The first I must, whether or no, but the latter shall be yours. Come, dear child, you know I am fond of you believe me when say I would not have your enchanter as gift, and also that 1 am desirious to see him suhjugated by you. He shall be yours, l promise, and I will only make one condition"
 Dolly seats herself on the sofa and allows Mrs. Dalton to take her hand, though she looks rather sulky. Still, she docs, poor little girl, regard MT. Clement Lascelles as the first prize in the marriage lottery, and is willing to take upon herself his part of the con tract; to worship him with her body, and endow him with her worldly goods. For in small way she is an heiress, though he is not destitute of money, and has an excellent position. Truth to tell, the young man is not what is called Ca bad sort;" he has good looks, good brains, and good manners, when he is not egged on to taking liberties by the silly fiatterers of the other sex. Poor Dolly loves him madly, and has innocently shown her pleasure in his notice and her suf- ferings at his neglect. Mrs. Dalton having paused to give due effect to her words, Dolly, after a moment is constrained to say rather sulkily, "Well?"
 "YoI must take the VOW first"
 "What vow?" with latent irritation.
 "The VOW never to tell any human being-Mr. Lascelles least of all--that l, or, for the matter of that, any one, advised you how to act toward him."
 70, of course, promise"
 "Promises are like pie re- plies Mrs. Dalton; then, with an air ot great solemnity, she goes to small bookcase at the end of the room, and comes back with bible. "You must kiss the book" she says.
 70, mo-" cries Dolly, frightened. For she knows that she never kept secret in her life, and is terrified at be- ing put on an oath which she may break in spite of herself, few hours later.
 "Well," says Mrs. Dalton, firmly, "do you want him, or do you not?"
 "Yes," cries Dolly, with tears in her eyes, "I do."
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 "But how do know there is any thing in what you are going to tell me?" says doubting Dolly.
 "Because l say so. Do I not know the world and men?"
 Dolly takes the book, trembling. "What am I ssy2" she falters.
 "Say: q swear not to tell Clement Lascelles or any other person that Ma | rian Dalton advised me how to win his affections.'"
 With a sudden, desperate gesture, Dolly kisses the book and repeated the formula. "Now then !" she cries excitedly.
 Mrs. Dalton takes up her parable. "Clement is really fond of you--he would be exceedingly fond of you if you would only allow him."
 If I allow him p gasps Dolly.
 "Yes," repeats her adviser. "By allowing him I don't mean throwing yourself at his head, and showing him that you adore him; but by making him doubt your love and his capacity for pleasing you. Different men want different treatment. There is nothing so delightful to some as to see and know that woman cares for them it adds tenfold to their devotion for her; but I am bound to say these men are in the minority. Most of them are far more stimulated by doubts and fears-the woman becomes more dear as she seems more distant, and as a