Wichita eagle., 1888-06-16

surrounded my soul as with a haIo-yeu,
if you viii take heart weary with the
doubts with which an intimate knowledge
Of humanity clouds the spirit, take me to
your tender breast, and let me find shell
ter there from hfe's griefs and disap-
pontmeuts. What recompense heart
blighted es mine has been can bestow,
will strive to make to your angelic SYM
pathy and goodness.
"Is it not beautiful cries Dolly. In an
ecstasy II wonder what he means? I
suppose some horrid woman threw him
over once3'
II think it is exceedingly impertinent,
and hope you will resent it.
Resent TT" almost shrieks Dolly.
'fWhy, it's declaration"
"Get me my blotting book off that Ia
ble," commands Mrs. Dalton resolutely.
"Now." she says. beginning to write. you
will answer it in this way, or l wash my
hands of you, and tomorrow he will have
reduced you to abject misery again"
She writes hurriedly for few minutes.
and then, with heightened color. reads
the draft aloud.
Dear Mr. Lascelles-I have received
your melancholy letter. and am truly sorry
for all you seem to have suffered. But,
for my part, look upon the world as
very pleasant place, and have made up my
mind to enjoy myself as much as possible;
SO, as / could not console you. and you,
with the ideas you express, would make
me miserable, think you had much bet
ter look for somebody whose temperament
is more like your own. | suppose you
mean me to understand that you have
been much more in love with some one
else than you have with me. which, to
say the least, is not very iatteripg Mol
/ must have an undivided heart or none
at all Your sincere friend, D. s."
There is desperate fight between Mrs.
Dalton and Dolly before the latter can be
persuaded to copy and forward what she
considers heartless and fiippant missive.
In the end Marian triumphs. Mr..
Lascelles does not appear at breakfast,
and Dolly, though her soul quakes within
her, laughs and talks to Dick
Later in the morning, when they were
playing lawn tennis. Clement Lascelles,
feeling much smaller than he has ever
done in his life, seeks counsel from Mrs.
Dalton. With an angelic smile she alter
nately pricks him with daggers and makes
him gulp down bowls of poison; but she
does him an excellent turn by taking
good deal of the nonsense out of him. He
confesses that he adores Dolly. How, oh,
how, is he to win her? Has he the ghost
of chanceG
Mrs Dalton, looking solemn, declares
her inability to reply to this. She hints at
Dollys youth and love of amusement.
She hints, too, at Dicks unfagging good
spirits and temper. And the upshot of it
is that when Dick returns crestfallen
from his afternoon ride with Dolly hav-
ing spoken and received his answer,
Clement Lascelles carries off the young
lady to her boudoir on pretense of want
ing to be shown something. and, replac-
ing the melancholy of Hamlet by the
conquering air of young Lovelace, takes
her in his arms, swears he has been
fool, and has never really loved any one
but her sweet self, and that if she accept
him her life shall be one round of pleas
ure.
Twenty minutes later, Dolly has passed
on all his embraces and more to Marian
How clever you are, darling!" she
says, admiripgly.
To which Mrs. Dalton replies, Now
you know how to manage him, make good
use of your knowledge. Tho London
World.