The national leader., 1889-03-23

visit. When he arrived there he learn
ed that Boudinot and his wife had gone
to Long Branch for the season, and
their servants with them, the house be-
ing in charge of care-taker. Philip
heard of good fishing in stream four
miles off and concluded to try it. He
found lodgings at farmhouse near the
place, owned by man named Seth
Cooper.
His quarters were quite comfortable.
The house was an old stone building OF
ante Revolutionary erection, and was
roomy. He was assigned to a chamber
upstairs looking out on a trinity kept
garden in which old-fashioned flowers
and pot herbs were grown side by side,
and which sent a pleasant fragrance
through the open window. The room
itself was adorned with pictures and
knick-knacks showing feminine taste,
and the bedstead was furnished with
hair mattress, and not the bag of feath-
ers of the vicinage.
"Decidedly," said Philip to himself,
"there is another female on the prem
ises, something younger and possibly
fairer than the substantial Dame Coop
er, and with some refined TASTE"
But neither that day nor that week
did he see any woman other than Mrs.
Cooper or the hired girl.
In a weeks time the country grew
monotonous to him. AS he sat upon
the veranda one afternoon debatlngsthe
matter, wagon was driven up the lane
and stopped at the door. Lightly out
stepped young woman in a neat travel
ing dress. and the driver followed her
with a large trunk, under which he
staggered, burly as he was. Mrs.
Cooper came from the kitchen and ex-
claimed: "Why, it's Gwenny, l de-
clare!"
"You dear old Aunty Ruth" said
the newcomer, hugglng and kissing
the farmers wife. II came to have a
good time for MONTH"
''And so you shall, my DEAR" was
the hearty reply.
Philip took an ocular inventory of
the looks, dress, and manner Of the
newcomer as he took off his hat. "a
sweet face and graceful figure, and
presentable anywhere" was his inter-
nal comment. ''Here's luck. l shall
not visit the Branch YETI
"You have boarder, aunty," said
the girl when upstairs with Mrs. Coop
er.
Eyes. He's a Mr.. Bee, - said the other.
"It dent look as if he had any call to
work for his living, judging by his
white hands and his fix-ups, and he's
plenty of money"
''Bee! Then he isn't busy bee.
But he's good-looking; if he be agree
able he'll do for walking-stick
Mrs. Cooper's mistake as to Philip
was natural enough. When she had
asked his name on his coming he had
said, in his airy way, "Philip B., at
your SERVICE" and she had taken the
sound of the initial for his surname.
After she had called him Mr.. Bee sew
smiled at it, and, as the naval officers
say, ''made it so;' and when Gwenny
came to the table she was introduced,
"Miss Gwenny, Mr.. Bee." AS she
was the niece he concluded her name to
be Cooper, but as the farmer addressed
her as Miss Gwenny, and the farmers
wife as Gwenny, Philip chose the more
respectful form of the two.
Philip soon learned that "Gwenny"
was the diminutive Cf Gwenllian, and
not of the more stilted Gwendoline,
which interested him. Philips mother
had been a Powell, with Welsh blood in
her veins, and bore the same name.
This later Gwenllian was mystery to
him.
What was shea teacher? She had
not the look nor the way of the school
ma'am. A governess? Possibly. If
so, in good family. But her belong
ings were not of the secondhand kind.
Philip had a keen eye for female ap-
parel. Her lace was of the rarest; her
gloves were perfect and of the newest;
her dresses were pretty in material and
well-ftting, though quiet in tone, and
though she displayed little in the way
of jewelry the stone that sparkled on
the head of lacepin was Enthusiastically
diamond. She had been well cultur-
ed and every word and action showed a
purity that fitted her name.
On the other hand, Philip was as
much mystery to the young girl. He
was a gentleman beyond doubt. But
what was he doing there, man of cul-
ture, refinement and aesthetic tastes,
idling alone. The girl did not at first
deem she was the attraction, but 1t
came to her after five weeks, and she
grew shy, and her shyness for the last
week of her stay infected Philip, who
became shy too, and lost all ease. At
length she announced to Mrs. Cooper
that she had to return home to Phila-
delphia the next day.
All the night that followed Philip lay
and tossed restlessly. He could not
sleep. He felt that his father would be
as good as his word, but he would win
a wife then or never. Near morning
he arose, dressed and sat at the window
until the sun showed itself. Then he
slipped out of the house and strolled
toward glen few yards off. intend
ing to remain out until he heard the
breakfast bell. 1t had been tavorlte
houpt of tho w0 and vet for tho Ia Of