Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1888-03-08

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got our fingers mixed mp a. - m
folded the goods and selects the
ribbons, while the "sweet insereonrss
of looks and smiles" as Wilton says
went on between us. quite indepen.
IDENTIFY of everything else.
That was our first meeting q man
and woman. / had thought Of her a.
nothing but child before. Nov, q
she passed out Of the store. / ielt that
she carried with her an immense slice
from the choicest side Of my heart;
and at subsequent meetings she man
aged TO rob me of the rest. a that
before the end Of The montt I vas
completely her slave. although no
more so than dozen of our young
men. who also worshipped at her
shrine, and who Miss Nellie Pinman
denominated "Medora's chaiu.gang. -
suppose we were all desperately
in love, but not one of US could claim
to have been more highly favored
than another, or at least I could not,
for when she began to suspect what
my intentions were q did not try to
conceal my love, though I dared not
hope it would ever be requited). she
became very reserved with me, which
/, wisely or not supposed was intend.
ed on her part to give your humble
servant to understand that she was
not for him at least.
But with this exception, she showed
no partiality for one more than an
other. This was tantalizing to say
the least. If she went to ride with
Smithers one day, she was sure to ride
with Brown the next. II she went TO
a lecture with White, she would go to
a concert with Green, Black, Ballou
or Gray.
"She's a coquette," said Smithers.
81 think not" said Brown. "She
hasn't given single gentleman in
Larragona any reason to suppose that
she is. or can be anything more than
a friend to him. Is it her fault that
you are all go madly in love with her?
We buzz around her like a swarm of
bees. We can't keep away. Now
what would you have her do. forbid
every gentleman except yourself to
enter the house?"
mo, but she might show her pre-
ference" answered Smithers.
"Yes, if she has any"
"Well, of course she has"
"You think So"
This conversation, which took place
in my store, one afternoon about six
weeks after Miss Budderflis return
home, might have taken a very un
pleasant turn at this point but for the
entrance of couple of ladies. One
was Lawyer Dunready's wife and the
other was a stranger to us ali.
/ fastened to wait upon Mrs. Dun
ready, while the strange lady STOPPED
at the showcase at the further end of
the counter. l am' quite intimate
with the Dunreadys-I stood good
father to their only son. a late arrival
in Larragoua-and am pretty well
acquainted with all their relations
and friends" but here was one that
had never seen before. Leaning over
a cut of sheeting which Mrs. Dun.
ready was examining, whispered my
question POLITICALLY, thus:
"Who is the maid with golden hair,
With eyes of fire and foot Of air:'
"Pshawl Leda wears q number six
boot and her ey.s are sky blue"
answered Mrs. Dunready. "She is a
widow, and my cousin, Mrs. Vastings.
She was married eight years ago and
went to Chicago. Has just returned
to the East, and I hope she will re-
main. Shall introduce your"
"By all means"
The lady swept along towards US.
She was really magni6cen. looking
woman.
superb in figure and of stately size
An Amazonian beauty, round and ripe
As Cytherea-with delicious eyes
That laugh or languish with q shifting hue
Somewhat between hazel and q blue"
She smiled graciously upon me
when the introduction was made, and
everybody knows what a widows
smile is. A pretty maiden's is like
sunshine, but q widows is sunshiu,
after rain-perfectly gloriousl
She was of q blonde complexion
with the most wonderful golden hair
and more wonderful still ii was he
own, not even excepting the color
Then she had voice low and soft a
a doves. and the most exquisite nose
Lips "like a thread Of scarlet" anC
teeth-but let rs let them alone. the,
were beautiful. but who made then
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