Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1889-05-09
MORE THAN HER MATCH.

the gathering twilight with frown on
her pretty face.
i shall be back by the 700 o'clock
traiu,> Lyndhurst Darlington had said
to her the night before, and she had
been down to the station to meet him,
but he had not arrived. That was the
reason she looked angry.
Madge had been hirt all her life,
and she had come into the country that
summer prepared to carry on that pleas
ant vocation. Then she met Barring.
ton and was compelled to confess that
he interested her rs no man had ever
done.
The next evening Madge went down
to the evening train again, prepared to
give her lover a good talking to.
How kind Of YOU to come to meet
me, after disappointing you SO, Bar
rngton said, MS he advanced toward
her.
How DO You know I was down here
last night: she asked. 4 happened
to be strolling by, and remembered
that NY aunt said she might come
down any day, so thought | would
stop moment and see who was on the
train
lie looked at her with puzzled ex-
preston on his face, but he said moths
ing until they entered the wood.
Il have often wondered, 'he said slow.
ly If you cared for me at all, pauslng
before her. 4 want simple answer
to simple question-'Yes or no. DO
You love me, Madse"
If cannot say yes, perhaps can
not say mo L
4 don I want elaiyocation, he broke
in. If you love, eyes, lips, voice, acts,
all would blend into yes. 1t must be
yes, or no, say.
Madge had never met man so mas
terful But she answered, nevertheless
Then no since you now force me to
be unladylike
l do not ask you to be unladyllke ;
| DO not say you are. | asked ques'
ton and I have received an answer -
and they walked the rest of the way to
the villa without a word.
Miss lie Barron was very gay that
evening, knowing that Lyndhurst Bar
rington was in love with her. She
made up her mind that theirs should be
no prosy engagement that she should
still firt whenever she wanted to and
not give up her freedom.
The trouble with her plans was that
he never came near her from that time
forth. He was up at sunrise and OIL
fishing or hunting all day, and when
he returned he generally asked the
gentleman of the house up in his room,
where they spent the evening singing
and playing cards and enjoying them.
selves.
One evening Mudge curved herself
up on sofa and looked at the matter
squarely. She must out general him.
But how. She had tried hauteur, and
it had signally failed. Now she would
try dash Of 'givin in, even though it
hurt her to do 50. She would plant
herself on the old footing.
Just then Lyndhurst stepped into the
room, cautiously at first, AS if fearing
her presence. She Immediately arose
to meet him. lie did not start but
looked her over from head to foot with,
out word. She gaily said:
Don't you think your hishness is
over doing things a triae? Then she
lost control Of herself and showed her
lexatlun.
Sing to me, she cried walk with me
talk with me, do anything to oblIterate
this dolcfnl week.
We'll, Miss lie Baron he answered
coolly' suppose We walk and talk. III
say under the stars what | said under
the oaks, and you shall give me a true
answer.
She looked at him Il moment, then
fairly blaxei.
4 never saw such persistence. Thank
heaven, | 60 home tomorrow, where
gentlemen know what is due to II lady,
and take no for no. without getting
sullen. Good night, Mr.. harrington,
and good bye. If You ever consent to
be less boorishly persistent | shall be
pleased to see you in New York
He watched her out Of the room all
then sat down 70 the piano.
She tried to think of going home us IL
pleasure soon at hand. Home What
had she there? Only an old aunt, who
dozed in lace cap, with emp of choc-
olata at her elbow half the time. The