Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1889-01-03

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"She certainly is q charming little
| girlI' thought Mr.. Eugene Lorillard,
/ as be turned away from the open win
dow of the hotel at which he had been
| standing. and from which he had been
( gazing at a dainty little figure in plain
4 white lawn that went fitting down the
| board walk toward the beach and the
1 sparkling waves in the distance. 81
/ really wish some of our girls in society
| were half as pretty, as mple-hearted,
or as womauly GirlsP We have no
4 girlsl In society women are only
I ladies, and how tired one gets of theml
But pshaw! a man can't marry out of
! his set,' and must proceed TO forget
| Miss Amy Fellowes as speedily as
! possible, especially as she tells me that
she goes away from here next week,
I anyway
/ And in order to facilitate this effort
of memory Mr.. Lorillald picked up his
/ hat, crushed it hurriedly on his hand
some blonde head and fastened out
that ne might overtake the disappear
ing figure of the pretty girl in white
/ lawn.
She was picking up pebbles from the
beach and letting the silyery sand slide
/ through her slender brown fingers
when he came alongside of her.
"Is is true that YOU are really going
to run away from us. Miss Amy, so
soonP" He asked as he flung himself
down on the sand beside her
Amy Fellowes started slightly, and
her pretty peach-bloom cheek flushed
deep pink as she looked up at him
with great gray eyes that were deep
and dark under the shade of her wide
brimmed bat,
Yes she said, in her simple direct
manner, my holiday is over. 1t has
been very pleasant-the most so Of any
| have ever known. | never was at the
sea side before, and | am here now
only by the kindness of Miss Gibson.
She was a patient of papa's, you know,
and us she had to stay at our house a
few days after her accident she in
sisted on giving me a holiday when
she was well enough to come here, be-
cause she fancied | was tired and
needed it. ] don't know that | did,
for | was not more tired than usual.
and am always busy; bat have cer-
tainly enjoyed my holiday. But |
must 90 home tomorrow, because
mother needs me. Poor, dear mother!
She's more in need of holiday than l
was; and not likely to get it either"
she added, with a sigh.
Then. quickly bethinking herself
that her family affairs might not be in
teresting to Mr., Lorillard, she turned
the conversation on other subjects; and
though he would really have preferred
to keep her to the affairs of her own
personal history, Eugene found it im-
possible to make her talk any further
about herself.
He already knew from Muriel Glib
son, who belonged to his own "set, !"
and was, indeed far-otf cousin, how
she had been thrown from her horse in
front of DR.. Felowes' house; how she
had suffered severely from her fall,
and how little Amy" as Miss Gibson
called her, had tended her with the
devotion of siSter-''only no sister
was ever SO sweet and uuselhsh before,
and the patience of an angel; and how
she declared PAIN the worry, the ennui,
and misery of those three days would
]
but for the tact aud cleverneSSs of the
doctors little girl. 1t was but small
return that she was able TO make IN
carrying off little Amy for q brief
rest beside the summer sea.
All this was on Mr.. Lnrillard's mind
on the next day when he held Amy 5
brown little hand in saying "Good-by"
to her, and perhaps more as he met
her wistful, farewell glance.
how wish might write to you
occasionally! don't like to think that
our acquaintance stops here he said,
suddenly lowering his voice, and feel
inc almost as if some one else spoke
the words. they came SO unexpectedly,
and he was the moment before so I'M
conscious Of any intention 70 speak
them.
20. should love tor exclaimed
/ Amy. as Ter peach bloom deepened to
rose-piuk. Il never wrote to n
/ gentleman. and l think it would be
funn
/ And then there was a piercing shrek
from the steam-whiStle, a call of "All
on board" and Eugene had Just time
to press her hand again. to wave his
hand ia good-bv, and hurriedly scram-
bic over the gaug-piank while it was
already being drawn away from the
moving boat
T II wonder if | ought TO write first, v
thought AMY when She had been home
about a week. "But no, that couldn't
be right. for Mr. Lorillard said he was
going to the mountains in a few days,
and / wouldn't know where TO direct
{ my letter. Ii he really wants to write
to me re knows my address Perhaps