St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1890-07-05


Eyes like these blue buds TO greet me
Every night.
Little smilin' face to meet me,
Glimpsin' from . mop o. bright
fellcr hairy almost kaoc she
Wouldn't hev mc-yit, now, oh, she
Aebey-might:
Eva Wilder McGlasson, in Puck.
THOSE PESKY E E
his Policy Of Like Cures Like
Worked Charmingly.
1t was . still, frosty evening in DC
tober, with the moon just old enough 4
cast > ruddy light on the le~af-carpeted
path, and the ancient stone wall al
broidered over with lichens and moss.
Tho air was instinct with sweet arc
matte scents and one red light burned
like a beacon star in the cottage window
on the hill.
"LOok!" said Fleda Fenwick. 'Mam.
ma has lighted the lamp! It's high time
we vert home"
And you haven't said ycsy" mourn.
fully uttered Jack Trevelyn.
And l don't mean to say yes!"
Jack seated himself on the stone wall,
Just where the bars had been taken
down. He was . handsome, sunburned
fellow, with sparkling, black eyes and
. rich, dark complexion, - If, in his fal
back ancestry, there had been some
ohve-browed Spaniard. Fleda leaned
against the bars, the moon turning hel
fair hair to gold and lingering like blue
sparks in the deeps Of her laughing
eyes. If ever ~opposites existed in nat.
nre. they existed there, and then.
I've a great mind to 60 away ia
sea,' said Jack. slowly and vengcfully.
DO" saucily retorted Fleda.
s"And never come back againr'
'Oh, jack"
The idea" he cried, raising both
hands as il TO invoke the fair moon her
self by way of audience. ''of . girl re-
fusing to be married simply because she
hasn't got some particular sort OF q
wedding gown to stand up in"
s.If l can't be married like other girls,
! won't be married At ALL" declared
Fleda, COMPRISING her rosy lips.
1.-THE idea Of keeping . man waiting
for THAR groaned Jack.
1T won't be long," coaxed Fleda.
'.But, look here, Fleda, why can't We
60 quietly to church and be married
any day. and get the gown afterwards
pleaded Jack.
..But Jack, it wouldn't DO the same
thing at all. A girl gets married but
once in her life, and she wants to look
decent then"
my own darling. gov would look an
angel in any thing"
..Now, quit that, Jackw laughed
Fleda. sIt's what my school-children
call 'tany.'"
Il hate your school-children," said
Jack, venomously. 81 hate your school
! despisc the trustees, and I should like
to see the building burn down. Then
you would have to come to me-"
"No, Ishouldn't" averred F1eda. 81
take in millinery and Dress
making until I had earned enough for
the white silk dress. Inever would
Oh! Jack! Who's that?'
"A tramp? TIL soon settle him with
my blackthorn!" cried Trevelyn, spring
Ing up
ing close to him, Its MI. Mingden.
He's on his own premises; these woods
to him. It's We that are tres
passerA Wait! Stand still until he has
gone by. He's very near-sighted and he
never see u.s."
..And Who" breathed Jack, q . stout,
elderly person trotted slowly across the
patch Of moonlight, and vanished be-
hind the stin laurel hedge, 'is Nj.
..Don't you know? Our neighbor. The
new gentleman who has bought Smoke
THE old cove who IL always quar-
with you?"
..Ycs-the very man who hates bees
70 in~tolerably, and wants mamma to
take away all those lovely hives, down
BY the south fence. He says he can't
take hia constitutional in peace, be-
caupe he's always afraid OF being
.Why don't he take it somewhere
Else, them
.'That's the very question" said
Fleaa.
..Mingden, Ell? I believe he must Be
Harry Mingden's uncle-it's not such .
very common name," said Jack. re-
And Harry's my college
:hum-and Pm going to ask him to be
nv best man at the wedding"
..Oh. Jack! ] hope he isn't - disa-
zreeable - his uncle!" cried Elheda
ssHess trump"
>s.Besidea. / don't believe his uncle
rill let him Conner added the girl.
Not let him come? Why shouldn't
he?"
..Because he hates rs 90"
ION account Of the bees?"
Eyes ON account Of the bees"
Its . regular Montague and Cspulet
,usines4 IL it. eh?"
..Hather %. Tn afraid" sighed F1eda
but 1 cay, Fledar' cried the young
nan, this complicates matters. Iprom-
sed 70 10 and see Harry Mingden when
was down here"
.Go and see him, then. but don't mem
.on the name Of Eenwick, for your
ife." Il
.Indeed / shall. Isn't it The name q