The Arkansaw traveler. (Little Rock, Ark.) 1882-1???, 1889-03-23

WEAKNESS"
"Wouldn't in my case" he rejoined 81 don't
know of anything more tiresome than scratching
with pen and have often wondered how Ham,
monds manages to keep from grabbing up pair
of scissors or something and sousing 'em in his
throat, having to hump himself over the said and
the aforesaid and the range NORTH section
and-so, and the 'tO-wip business from morning till
night. want to be out in the open air, me l
want to ride good boss and hear the hounds rum"
"And you are quite a much opposed to reading
as you are to writing" said Lucille.
"YOu've hit it," Savely rejoined. "a book
always looks tired to me. Makes me think of some
teller shut up in hot room scratching away for
dear life, when he might he on some cool hillside
listening to the young birds recite their lessons"
"Why, you are almost sentimental" Lucille
exclaimed. "You tempt me TO call you voiceless
poet"
"What do you mean by that?"
Why, poet who feels the power of music, but
who does not sing"
"Oh, haven't got any objections to music but
nobody ever heard me try to sing"
"You don't understand" she said, "and know
now that your reference to the young birds recit-
ing their lessons was merely accident"
mo, not much of accident. | heard your
brother Henry say something of the kind, and hap
pened to remember it. This sort of weather makes
me lazy"
1.-The year is in it's ripened mood" she answered
"Having sown its spring follies and committed its
summer errors, ii is now lying on bed OF dry
grass, brooding in regret"
Bah" he replied, unclasping his hands and
showing them deep into his pockets. LUCILLE look
ing at me, laughingly remarked:
THAT Is the way he treats all of my little efforts
at imagery"
''Imagery," he answered, again clasping his hands
back of his head. ais that what you call it? Now,
who ever saw year sowing spring folles and COM
hitting summer errors? Who ever saw year
lying on q bed OF dry GRASP"
"You have not, doubtless, but that is no reason
why you should ridicue me. You are so cross
to-day, Boyd, that there is no getting along with
you Everything displeases you. | won't talk
to you any more until you have learned TO treat me
with more courtesy"
She bowed 10 Savely and turned toward the
house. "Come back, LUCILLE" he cried, ''starting
from his seat. "Come back please didn't mean
anything"
She did not stop she made no reply Savely
sat down. shook back his hair and remarked that it
was the first time he had ever her act that
way. "Women are curious, anyway" said he. "a
man never knows when he has pleased them"
"But he generally knows when he has displeased
thelA," ventured to assert The tone of my voice
must not have been, at that moment, suited to his
ear, for, slowly turning his head, he bent a cold
and searching gaze upon me-
"She had cause to be displeased," he said.
"She has been acquainted with me long enough to
know that wouldn't hurt her feelings for any
thing"
eve sometimes wound lifelong friend with
word which would have no effect upon mere
acquaintance" | rejoined. @Sensitiveness is often
one of the whims of close friendship"
"But didn't wound her."
"Not Intentionally" replied
Eyes, and no other way either"
"She evidently thinks So"
"Now look here, what have you got to do
with it?"
"Nothing."
"Seems like it,"
81 didn't speak of it until you addressed me on
the subject"
"Yes, and you were devilsh anxious to have me
address you, can tell you that"
"Of course, you tell me that, and you can
tell me many other things, some of which should
think are not true"
He caught his breath with quick gasp, and,
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