San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-03-06

ut isn't Christmas yet, says Mrs. Bohun;
''yOu shouldn't throw conundrums at me
out of season. 1t is too much! you are
and am couldn't guess it, indeed; I'm
anything but clever"
IF you say the WILL you will find the
solution to our eonundrum at once"
But that is two words"
"0lga, does the fact that 1 love you carry
no weight with it at all?''
'But do you love -redllvF'
''Need answer thatr'
'But there are others, younger, prsttier."
Nonsense! There is no one prettier than
you in this wide world"
"Ahp with a charming smile, nov in
deed believe you do love me, for the Greek
Cupid is blind. What silly boy you are to
urge this matter? For one thing, l am older
than you"
"a year or two"
"FOr another"
81 will not listen. Stony limits cannot
hold love out;' why, therefore, try to dis
courage me%'
But you should think" =
81 think only that if you will say what L
ask you, l shall be always with you, and you
with me-"
What is your joy is my fear. Custom
creates wearinessl And-'the lover, in the
husband, may be lostP"
"Ah! you have thought of me in that
light" exclaims the young man, eagerly.
Beloved, if you will only take me, you
shall find in me both lover and husband I'M
til your lifes end"
The smile has died from Olga's lips; she
holds out her hands to him.
$50 be it," she says, gravely.
"You mean it?' says Ronayne, as yet
afraid to believe in his happiness.
Eyes. But if ever ourepent blame your
self"
"And if you repent?"
81 shall blame you too" she says, with
sudden return to her old archness.
"And you will refuse Rossmoyne@
She laughs outright at this, and glances at
him from under dropping lashes.
81 can't promise that" she says, with
carefully simulated embarrassment,-'be-
cause"
WHAT" haughtily, moving away from
her.
II did so yesterday"
'Oh, darling, how cruelty l misjudged
you'll l thought feared"
'Never mind all that. know-I forgive
you. I've lovely temper" says Olga, with
much self-gratulation.
"Why did you refuse him? Was it," hope
fully, because you didn't like him."
''N-O Not so much that-as-" again
this shameless cOquette hesitates, and turns
her head uneasily from side to side, as
though afraid to give utterance to the truth.
what? Explain, Olga" says her lover,
in fresh agony.
"As that I-lOUe yOup returns she, with
heavenly smile.
His arms close round her, and at this mo-
ment she lets all her heart be seen by him.
The hooking light dies ont of her eyes, her
face grows earnest. She let's her heart beat
with happy unrestTaint against his. The
minutes fly, but time was never made to be
counted by blissful lovers.
A gong sounding in the distance rOuSeS
them from their contented dreaming.
81 must 60 and tell Hernia" she says,
starting TO her feet; that is the dressing
bell"
"You won't let her influence you against
me?'
Nobody could do that" She moves away
from him, and then runs back to him again
and lays her arms round his neck.
You are more to me now than Hernia,
and the aUOTJdp' she says, softly.
Yet, presently, when she finds herself in
Hermias calm presence, her courage some
what fails her. 1t is not that she for mo-
ment contemplates the idea of having to
give up her lover, but she is afraid of her
Cousins cold disparagement of both him
and her.
II have Just promised to marry Uiic, she
says plunging without preface into her story,
with boldness born of nervous excitement
ITO marry him! Why, thought you
looked upon him as mere boy! Your
baby you used to call him."
Probably that is why l have accepted
him. A baby should not be allowed to roam
the world at large without some one to look
after him."
do you love him, OlgaT'
N'Yes, do" says Olga, defantly You
may scold me if you like, but title isn't
everything, and he is worth dozen OF that
cold stiff Rossmoyne."
well, dearest, as you have given him the
best part of you,-your heart,-it is well the
rest should follow, says Mrs. Herrick, ten
Derby Yes, 1 think you will be very happy
with him."
This speech is so strange, so unexpected,
so exactly unlike anything she had made up
her mind to receive, that for a moment Olga
is stricken dumb. Then with rush she
comes back to glad life
do wake? do 1 dream? are there Wis
ions about?' she says. "Why. what senti-