New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-06-07

that perhaps she pitied him almost enough to
love him.
But she did not love him. She would GER
tainly know il if she did. Miss Phillippss as
sertion that we know nothing positively In these
days came back to her, and with that memory
came the recollection Of Miss Phlllipps's prs
ence. curious glow ard thrlH WehO thIouBh
the girls heart
You know what I'm going to ask ye, Roweny,"
now said Philip, visibly bracing himself
His voice trembled ptiaby. 1t was really
terrible that Marmaduke should have chosen
this instant to make furious attempt 10 ming
himself from Rowenas arms upon stray hound
which had just emerged from the woods at the
right
Philip shut his teeth hard, while his compan,
ion reasoned with Marmaduke and at last quleted
him.
When peace was restored and the terrier had
nobly offered to kiss Philip himself, but had
been restrained, the young man repeated MS
Il spose you know what I'm goin' to ask
She did not reply. Probably he did not expect
a reply
There was a somewhat long and painful silence.
Philip cut his horses with whip. Ihey were
so surprised that they sprang forward fnrlously'
As they sprang their driver turned to the girl.
Twill you have me, Roweny? l love you with
all my heart. I'll take awful good care OF
you; You shin paint all you want to- You
It W was said now. Rowenas lips seemed stiff
| to her as she spoke
Sbs o% %oS5src5 Phl him any moro to hear
1
those words than it hurt her to speak them 6hem,
| 1t was dreadful to her to seem cruel to Phiilp
| Barrett r.,
He sat without moving, with his eyes fixed
| straight ahead He had got his blow. He had
been almost sure 1t would be like this. Now
there more doubt, and no more hope
he was TO live without Rowena Iuttle. HOW
| was he going TO do it He hoped no one would
| tell him he would get over 1t and marry some
one else. He should want to kill any one who
His mind went cropping duly among various
| probabilities What did Rowepa think OF that
" city feler" who was staying at that hotel
in Middle Villagep And there was that person,
was so "dressy" What did she think of him i?
| He could not ask her. He did not think 1t
would be exactly the thing to put such ques-
| lions.
The twilight was now fast merging into even
ing 1t was half q dozen miles to Rowena's
| home
II guess we'll go round by the Corners" at last
| Philip said and turned his horse into well
| travelled road.
1t was useless to try to talk. Marnaduke was
the only one who quite himself.
They drew up at the pOstOfiice. where the late
mail had Just arrived The two sat there In the
mild. sweet air Of the spring cleaning until the
| mail was distributed Then Philip brought out
all the papers and letters for his neighbors. They
made but a small package
There was one letter for Rowena She could
| not see the writing plainly enough TO guess the
author Of it. Who would write TO her now she
was at home? She had very few letters She
was interested and excited about this
Philip had involuntarily glanced at the envelope
rs II had been handed 70 him II was large,
| flowing superscription He was sure that no one
| but man would write in that way. He thought,
with heavy bitterness of spirit, that this episte
was from that man who had the aunt who was q
medium.