Mexico weekly ledger., 1889-07-04
"I MUST COZ SHE SAID.

know that ere long we were talking about
old books. She was to me the first woman
who held in true appreciation the matchless
humor Of old Jack Falstaff. A mere glance
had established her loneliness; the fact that
she could estimate ponderous Jack proved
q liberal breadth Of mind. We took down
Shakespeare and read parts Of Henry ".
over and over again. She called me o
Hotspur and said that her brother was Q
Prince Hal.
srYou would better call me a Douglass"
answered, sfor ! shall run away when we
meet"
aNo," she replied, '.you will stay and-bs
kirled.n
Shs glanced roguishly at me-. What,
were we actually Joking about so grave q
patteri Had we forgotten the blood OF our
fathers? l knew that our thoughts were
flowing in the same channel, for O sudden
silence fell upon US.
81 must go" she said, arising. b stood
with one hand resting on the m~antelpiece.
Her countenance had become solemn, and
her eyes, upon glancing at me, glowed with
a melancholy, a sort Of regretful warmth.
I felt that she wished to say something
more, something in e~xtenuation of what she
regarded as her unseemly behavior.
"My life has been so sad" she said; "so
many groans have been readyto drive away
| laughter, which in our house has been .
s~hyly-peeping visitor, that sometimes fn6
ing the band of restraint loosened, l bound
beyond the frontier line Of strict pre-
prfety."
Was it to be expected that I could make
o sensible remarki ] don't know what
might nave been expected, but I know that
Unjust have acted the fool, for, yearning to
! - 49, g.. ALL r lrfL 11.s - hsrn no{ANro
I Exclaimed:
Miss Hightower, when you cross the
frontier line we know that O sunbeam has
fallen athwart the border.n
The next moment she was gone. That
night at supper Lizzie's quick eyes saw
new expression on my face.
"Whc is she, Howelli" the mlschievous
girl asked.
"Who is who?"I exclaimed, with o start.
1.-THE girl you have fallen in love with2"
1.-THE only creature that Is handsouner
than you are" I replied.
"Come, Lizzie,'' said mother, s'don't tor.
ment the boy. I don't think he has been
quite well lately"
was surely not well ct that moment, for
I was in a feverish state of iove-sickness.
How l longed to see Eettie Hightower
again. lcalled frequently at the house Of
my Ifleuu ana even xHdu6 utlu W ShkIs
the Hightower farm, but caught no glimpse
Of my divinity. One day I heard that she
had gone to Louisville to spend q few days.
"Why are you going TO Iouisvillea"
mother asked one morning when ! had an.
nounced my intention. cs
ITO see some Of my old college friends
who have just arrived there" I answered
with, I hope, a pardonable lie.
Upon reaching the city q perplexity con-
fronted me, for Ida not know where Nettie
was staying, nor could with safety make
inquiry, for u family feud was known
throughout the State. I tried to divine by
looking ct q house whether or not It was
the place. This must be the house."
would muse. aIts severe appearance pro
claims 1t to be the abode OF that girl" Blu,
after seeing a fat woman waddle down the
stsps, I would move away and fasten my
longing gaze upon another house, only Il
stand until the eye Of hope was AGAR
blackened by the hst Of incongruity. Thus
several days passed. I was becoming sorel.
discouraged when, one afternoon, ! me
Eettie in a book store. She was bending
over a new edition Of Shakespeare
HAS old Jack undergone any changei"
SAID, speaking before she saw me. Shl
looked up with q start and binshed deeply
6uA soou we were TALKING with IN extpe4I