The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1889-09-18


money.
He noticed that ALI Of them looked
admiringIy at the girl beside him.
and it pleased hinlAlle felt as if
her beauty. in some way, reflected
great credit on himself
He made some excuse to see her
every night and often in the day
time. The few New Workers she
know were out of town, so he had
her all to himself
Alas, that good times should end
so quieklyI Ono night whom he.
called he found his week of bliss
was over. Aunt Betty informed
him their friends had arrived and
they were to start for the 'sWhite''
IN the morning. She hoped they
would have the pleasure of seeing
him in Washington next winter,
which hope her niece demarely
echoed.
Next day Mr.. Howard found the
city exceedingly hot and stupid.
Hc left undone that which he
ought to have done, and spcnt the
morning at the club trying to ex-
tract amusement from the other
loungers.
About seven o'clock a brilliant
idea occurred to him "By Jovel"
he exclaimed, "I'yo forgotten to
give her that tintype...
Two days after her arrival at the
"White" Miss Miller was standing
on the hotel priazza, when she saw
Stephen Howard, her embodied
thought as it happened, slowly
sauntering toward her with the
air of having been there all sum
mer.
She fully expected him to say,
aWhy, when did you GOMEZ" just
as first arrivals always do to later
ones. He only shook hands how
ever, and said "good morning." as
if his being there was the most
natural thing in the world and re-
.quired no explanation.
"Do you spend all your time
planning surprises of various kinds
for your friends,'' she asked, cor am
l specially favored2"
aNow that is very pretty COM
pliment delicately conveyed" he
answered with laugh. al assure
you Miss Miller, appreciate it
It's not every day / get told my
presence is special favor"
al don't think. 1 meant to convey
any such impression. Would you
like me to show you some of the
beauties of the place, now that
you are here?"
"If you mean the beauties of
nature-the Misunderstanding /
should like better"
Nevertheless, by the time they
had reached the extreme end of the
lawn they sat down by mutual con-
sent under one of the trees.
"It is pretty hero, /" she remarked.
1t seems pity to go any further. :"
A long silence followed, broken
only by the sounds from the hotel,
softened by the distance to mur-
mur.
Miss Miller" he began abruptly.
81 came down here to bring you
back your tintype."
She looked at him in smiling as
tonishment.
"That was very kind of you, but
couldn't you have mailed it2 / am
sorry you thought it necessary to
take SO much trouble"
Miss Miller, like the rest of her
sex, was more or less of a hypocrite.
He had laid the picture on the
grass before him and she held out
her hand for it. He took no notice
of the action.
81 wonder if you would give it to
me-" he said, eff l asked you for it2
But I'm afraid the picture wouldn't
satisfy me now that have known
the original. / would like the pic
turc as surety of the reality. Do
you think, Miss Miller, there is any
chance of my longings ever being
gratifed2 May / keep the picture2''
They were in full sight from the
hotel, SO from all appearances they
might have been discussing the
weather. But that night Katherine
Benton at Newport received an
other startling telegram. thread as
follows:
Congratulate me. Lucky fellow.
Have won original tintype.
sDisgustingl'' exclaimed Miss Ben
ton, as she tossed it from her: .sHe
actually counted the words. ."-Ne,c
York Mercury.