The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-04-27
"I can't eat anything"

ieud now young man named burwOOd-"
 "I don't care to hear it."
 "Let me read you description of the hero. It won't take but a minute" She took up paper and read follows:
 "He looked more like dreamer than fighter, and it is said that he did not want to fight until he was showed into 1t. Some say that he is Pinker- ton detective others declare that his connection with the discovery of the bank robber wholly accidental Regardless of prospective family ties the Osburys stand up for him probably they were won by his engaging appearance He is tall, with dark, curling hair brown eyes, classic features, in clned to muse rather than to talk, and is"
 "Please don't read any more,'' pleaded.
 "Isnt it interesting2'
 Not to me-"
 "Well, then, won't read it. l will put it aside until you are stronger"
 "Put it aside permanently"
 "Why do you object to it SO seriOusly?"
 "I don't object to it but simply don't care to hear it."
 "Shall tear up the paper2"
 "If you please"
 "I will" She tore the paper and threw it into box setting hen uttered complaint. "These people have setting hens all over the house." she said. "I meet them the stairway going to their nests and find them under the table at meal time" "How are you getting along with your schoOl2" asked.
 "We have had no school for some time In fact seeing that Mrs Grider hadn't time to take care of you, suspended the school shortly after you were taken ill.,"
 I thanked her, but deep within myself lelt strong indignation, for l knew that she thinking that in easy condition financially, was endeavoring to win me
 Several days later, 1t may have been a week, awoke to find Miss Hatton in the room. She had been in constant attendance, but this occasion it seemed that l her better than l had before, for noticed peculiar flush on her cheeks and & deep burning light in her eyes. After smoothing my pillow she sat down trunk near the window. Sunlight streamed into the room and for the first time Chow slow sometimes to form correct conclusions) noticed that she was perfect blonde; and, as l lay there musing, 1 fam cied that could not tell where the sunlight left off and her hair began.
 "You very much better day" she said.
 "Yes, l feel stronger"
 "The boys have gone to the mill They went away quarreling."
 knew why, but said nothing. She continued :
 "Mr. Grider and his wife have gone to visit neghbor. The doctor came again after he learned that you were likely to He had the kind ness to tell me that his advice, strictly followed had brought you out all right. His natural incli- nation to be fool strange to say has not hurt his propensity for being liar Can l do anything you?"
 Nothing I answered.
 She sat in silence for some time The sunlight which tell upon her face showed no defects. She was handsome and she influenced me, yet knew her. An, handsome woman, even though men know your waywardness, you power. Your smile makes dupe of us. We may not love you, but we feel your strength. But laughed at this woman, for when we know strength we have dis covered a weakness
 "What book is that you have?" asked
 "Milton. Shall read 'Penseroso?'"
 No, couldn't understand it."
 al have Hawthorne. Shall read some of his Twice Told Tales?"
 "Yes. Read the Gentle Boy"
 When she had finished she put the book aside and looked inquiripgly at me. I said nothing.
 "It is a pity he did not do work of that sort," she said. "How he could turn quiet gentle ness to a tumult of strength" She sat in silence, with musing gaze fixed upon the sunbeams that fell through the window. wondered if her heart did not smite her, knowing that she was woman