Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-05-14

lace. his feSOlutlOn 10 De angry
was already shaken, but he would
not surrender to silly girl that had
spent the day trlfiing with Mr..
Tablet.
"Why need stay? You evident
ly preferred the company Of an
other.n
"Ohi I'll not beg of you to stay
Mr.. Liscomb. Mr.. Tablet has made
deeper impression on you than on
anyone else. He was good enough
to help entertain Mrs. Dilley end
me on a rather long excursion today,
and we feel grateful, to be sure"
"Gratitude goes a good way
sometimes" said Harry.
"Yes, he may go to Texas with
his friend. But, Mr.. Biscomb, one
of our party went to call you and
found you asleep. You even growIed
when we tried to wake YOU
At this moment Mrs. Oswalt came
into the sitting room. She inter
rupted the lovers quarrel with a
cordial greeting to Mr.. Liscomb.
1--WE were talking about the ex-
cursion," said Harry, rather awk-
wardly. GAS 1 went for rest more
than recreation, / was not able to
see much of your party, Mrs. Dilley.
BY the way, we were just talking
about NeIlie's friend, Mr.. Scribble-
pad"
"Who?r
"Why, Mr.. Scratch-block, OF
Writing-pad, or some such name I"
"Oh! You mean our old neighbor
inEastern Oregon, Mr.. Tablet"
"How can you talk so slurringly
about one of our friends?" said
Nellie, warmly.
"Your daughter says some of your
party tried to awaken me-" said
Harry.
"Well, it wasn't l." said Mrs.
Oswalt, little bluntly. Nellie
blushed deeply and turned slightly
away to hide her embarrassment.
Liscomb felt he had trodden on
dangerous ground. With woman's
tact Mrs. Oswalt excused herself TO
retire.
There was deep silence. Like a
flash the whole situation came be.
fore Harry's mind. His note to
Nellie had miscarried. She had
sought him out on the boat. He
was on his feet in a moment.
"Miss Oswalt, owe you an apol-
ogy. cannot understand what has
come over me today. My conduct
has been that of lunatic. Can
you forgive me@
He had extended his hand to
Nellie and was soliciting remission
of sins in broken and contrite
manner. Who could refuse him.
Nellie had but one condition.
"You must retract what you said
about Mr.. Tablet"
"With all my heart'-and he was
rewarded with warm hearty shake
and the quarrel was ended.
1t took a half-hour to talk over the
MISUNDERSTANDING of the day and
good. humored Harry was not the
worst of entertainers.
"Now, must go, Miss Oswalt."
"What is your haste, Mr.. Lis
comb2"
"I must catch the late train for
the city,"
They were standing on the ivy
encircled porch of the cottage. The
young moon poured its delicate IL
Elimination from out soft southern
sky. A belated bird occasionally
twittered in the shrubbery. The
sea- breeze softly stirred the ivy
curtain. Nellie had escorted her
caller to the edge Of the porch. He
had descended step, and turned to
say good night. Nellie was dressed
in a large pattern creamy China
silk tea gown, and in the moonbeams
looked like pretty jacqueminot rose
stuck in n rare old-china vase.
"May not call you Nellie?" said
Harry in u suspicious tremolo,
"I shall never call you Mr.. Lis
comb again If you do" said Nellie
temptingly.
Why prolonged descriptions of the
tenderest scenes in all human lives
are ever attempted is mystery that
will not here be again violated. A
lovers quarrel ended; a lovely mys-
tlcal moonlit night; the unbroken
peace of nature In harmony with
two hearts set in harmony with each
other; no profane pen shall penetrate
the veil that is once parted to each
happy human pair in the honorable
paradise OF honest loye.
1t Is not known whether Harry
caught the train or not. The lis
tening birds caught one word at the
parting moment.
"You may speak to Mr.. Oswalt
about IT, Then Nellie entered the
the house.
A very pretty scene was enacted