The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1889-10-31

aunts br0ther-in-law. O. Sylvia!' ant
here Gwen sighed once more. II think
you made q mistake. 1t has AWAY.
seemed to me that you were not quite
yourself when you accepted Mr.. Wal
tiers. You might as we'll confess t.
your only sister that you consider yo,
we"e1a little over hasty.'' il $<E
1.'Gwen!' cried Sylvia. angrily, ''how
dare you'll Why should Iregret what
did? You often say that you never saw
any one so kind to his wife as Mr.
Walters is to me. only hope you may
be Us fortunate yourself when you real
ize your ideal. Moreover, mother up.
proved, Of what ! did. You know il
was her great comfort on her deathbed
to feel that I was provided for, and
that my hnsband'sh house could be your
home" } ; - = )
That is begging the question" re.
joined Gwen, .obsJnately. II am no,
referring to Mr.. Walters conduct since
your marriage, but to your own before
t it. merely want to: hear the story Of
how, and why: you He'll In: love. With
your husband. His learning aud his
peaceful disposition are his most strik.
ing qualities, and you were not the
girl to be fascinated by either one O,
the other.'
Love is not q matter. Of hard and
fast rules replied Sylvia '''People
may fall in love without knowing why"
II don't think so. There must be
some attraction. If could see any for
myself / should not ask you. For in.
tstauce, III bestowed my affections on
our opposite neighbor, the reason
would be self-evident. I should need
no justification.
Shouldn't youe Well. I should
think young woman who handed her
heart out of the window to young
man With whom she has never OK.
changed a. word. would need a good
deal Of justificaton.'
May" said Gwen, smiling, #,
would just: love at 6ratsight. Now
let us suppose. for moment. that Mr..
Walters was like Prince Charming"
II shall not suppose any thing of the
sort" interrupted Mrs. Walters, with
an angry flash. Nor will l hear any
more of this kind OF talk. 1t is utterly
purposeless and shows very little con
sideration for my feelings;
Il am sorry" said Gwen penitently.
III / have vexed you. 1t never seemed
to me as if you could care what one
said; but I will say no more about MIR.
Walters, anyway. But there is one
thing" tfat1l did want to say about
Prince. 'Charming-how; / wish knew
his real ~name-which is that I am
sure I. haye seen him before. Does he
strike You in the same, ligh,?''
But Sylvia shook her head.
I've barely seen him now," she
said, bending over her work. IL
caught sight of smart young man.
but their name is legion, and they are
all much alike"
IL beg your pardon, Sylvia; but yo,,
are very much mistaken if you think
our opposite neighbour is just stereo-
typed young man of fashion. II you
haven't seen him before, I'm sure I
have-only seen him. you know; not
made his acquaintance. must try to
remember where. We went knocking
about so much in the old days that it is
difficult to recall such things"
'Gwendolen." answered Mrs. WAL
ters, trying to make her fair young
face as severely matrcnly as she felt
she ought to make it, Unjust beg of you
to talk no more of the young man who
lives opposite. l tell YOU will not
countenance your trying to get up q
filtration across the street. I am ser;-
Ously in earnest about it.
Would hep" cried Gwen, demurely.
We'll, if you tell him. mind you men,
ton the fact that Prince Charming's
demonstrations have not gone beyond
the limits of curiosity. He hasn't done
any thing to which the primmest of
people can raise an objection. He is
merely almost fixture at his window. -
And then Miss Gwendolen Rivers
went back to her easel, and Mrs. Wal
tiers then began to look deeply en-
crossed in tho shading of her en-
broidery silks; but it was long time
before she could decide whether she
was looking at terra Gotta or cardinal
red. Perhaps Gwen monopolized too
much of the scant allowance of London
daylight.
Sylvia said Gwen that night az
they went: to their rooms. "just come
In here for a moment I've thought it
all out about Prince Charming. I've
been puzzling over it all the evening.
Didn't you notice how quiet l wasP
Now don't look inpatient; you must
listen. It's quite interesting, and there
is nothing to scold me for.''
''Well, Gwen. to speak frankly, l am
quite tired of this romancing about our
opposite nGghbor. You talk of nothing
else"
There's nothing else half so inter-
esting to talk of, "retorted saucy Gwen.
You pretend to be bored just to tease
me. But you will just listen to this.
Do you remember going to Boulogne
with mother? Let me sec: it was two
years ago last June. / was at school
at Miss Parkinson's, and l was so jeal-
Gus of your having such a nice iaunt.
Then mother wrote to say that Boulogne
didn't agree with you at all, and that
you were going with Aunt Lucy down
into Cornwall, and that I could come
to be with her instead Of you. Thought
it was awful fun, though it seemed q
pity you had given out, and couldn't
stayson and havo your share of it. That
was when and where I,ssaw Prince
Charming; he was staying at Boulognc,
too. and we used to see him at the
Establishment. He was not quite 50
handsome then as he is now; but took
the greatest interest in him. Ieven
have remembered his name. It is Har-
vey Terrier. We did not know him.
Mother had one of her prejudices
against him, so you would have not
known him. either: hut nerhans Won