Wichita eagle., 1888-08-26

| occasion, however, she was not engaged
in hrlling peas, but in spinning at aquain1
old spinning wheel, such as might have
been the valued property Of her great
grandmother.
'.Oh, you againi" she laughed
Eyes, l thought you would like some
photos of the Giants Toe, SO I brought
them for you"
'HThey are beautiful" she exclaimed
as she glanced over them, "but you did
wrong"
Il am very sorry"
'I'li take one"
'That's for the bread, and another fol
the beer" laughed Jack.
These two young people got on so well
together, that the time slipped past, and
the spinning wheel was woefully neg
lected
This will never do" suddenly cried the
girl, leaping to her feet. Here l have
been wasting my time with an unknown
gentleman, and
''But me no butts, sir, but go!" pointing
dramatically to the gate.
''Ill be hanged if l dol" said Jack, reso-
lutely. cat least" he added, until / say
what l have to say, and what I thought
would mover say" And then, almost un-
consciously, and obeying an emotion he
was utterly unable to control, Jack Well
den laid his throbbing heart, with all its
hopes and fears, at the dainty feet Of this
dainty little maid.
you are mad!" was all that she said,
as she rushed from him into the house
When Jack arrived at the gate upon the
following day, strange man asked him
his business. Stung to the quick-love is
always sensitive-Jack, crushing down all
feelings, calmly replied:
Il have none"
As he wandered ainlessly through the
woods, his resolve shaped itself thus:
THAT girl shall be my wife. What if she
be penuiless, and lowly born, a violet is
born very close to the earth"
Seated upon the piazza Of the Profile
house in corner, out of the tide, he
smoked his beloved pipe, gazing up at the
moon, as is the won't of happy and un-
happy lovers.
A soft voice behind him:
"Mr. Wellden?
He turned. 1t is Mrs. Pomroy De
Smythe.
Where have you been hiding yourself
ON the top notches or in the depths Of
the woods? l want you to como over to
yonder group, Miss Winthrop, our Bos-
ton beauty and great catch, is with us. /
wish to present you to her on your dear
mothers account"
This was cruel. Jack loved to be alone,
and alone he intended to remain.
Tam awfully sorry, he said, ''but"-
and he placed his jaw in the hollow of his
hand.
"a toothache?''
"Oh, ohr groaned the hypocritical
youth.
Il am very sorry; get some camphor-
ated oil; put And the good lady,
after prescribing for him, left him to his
reflections.
An hour later he felt that five mile
stroll would be better than nothing; and
as lie descended the steps the full glare
of the electric light fell upon the face
and form of young girl whom Mrs
Pomroy De Smythe was courteously as
sisting into phaeton. Jack started as if
he had been shot. His heart gave wild
leap backward
IF you had been here a second sooner"
exclaimed Mrs. De Smythe, Il would have
presented you to Muriel Winthrop"
The presentation took place in due form
q day later. Miss Winthrop, preferring
the seclusion Of the perfumed woods to
the publicity Of a hotel, had secluded her
self with her chaperon at the cozy nest in
which Jack Wellden had surprised her.
Sick to the death of the steel lined con-
surrounding her and her
enormous fortune, the girl lived her own
life in this charming nook, and was all
The healthier and the happier.
Of course, they are engaged How
'ould it be otherwise? They are to be
married next month. and the honeymoon
S TO be spent in that out of the way spot
where Jack Wellden discovered Muriel |
Winthrop occupied in hulling peas
Francis Lee in Once Week.