Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-09-12

ga house!' he murmured, at last; "I
wish 1 had the building of that house!"
The tone, the look he gave, alarmed me
still further.
"You would like it welll I cried. It
was his trade, the building of houses.
'I would build it slowly" was his omin-
Gus answer.
Juliet certainly likes me, and trusts me,
I think, more than any other Of the young
men who used to go accounting her. 1 have
seen it for some time in the looks she has
now and then given me across the meeting
house during the long sermon on Sunday
mornings, but to-day I am sure of it. For
she has spoken to me, and asked me-
But let me tell you how it was: We were
all standing under Ralph Urphistone's big
tree, looking at his little one toddling over
the grass after ball one of the lads had
thrown after her, when felt the slightest
touch on my arm, and, glancing round, saw
Juliet
She was standing beside her father, and
if ever she looked pretty it was
just then, for the day was warm
and she had taken off her great hat, so that
the curls few freely around her face that
was dimpled aud flushed with some feeling
which did not allow her to lift her eyes.
Had she touched me? 1 thought so, and
yet did not dare to take it for granted, for
Colonel Schuyler was standing on the edge
of the crowd, frowning in some displeasure
at the bare head of his provoking little be-
trothed, and when Colonel Schuyler frowns
there is no man of us but Orrin who would
dare approach the object of his preference,
much less s'address her, except in the coolest
courtesy.
But l was sure she had something to saw
to me, SO fingered under the tree till the
crowd had ali dispersed and Colonel Schuy-
Ter, drawn away by her father, had left us
for moment face to face Then I saw I
was right.
"Philo, she murmured, and oh, how her
face changed! 'tyou are my friend, L know
you are my friend, because you alone out of
them all have never given me sharp words;
will you, will you do something for me
which will make me less miserable, some
thing which may prevent wrong and
trouble, and keep Orrin-''
Orrin? did she call him Orrin?
''Oh," she cried, ''you have no sympathy.
You"
"Hush p' I entreated. "You have not
treated me we'll, but 1 am always your
friend. What do you want me to do?''
She trembled, glanced around her in the
pleasant sunshine, and then up into my
face. ..
''I want you," she murmured, "to keep
Orrin and Colonel Schuyler apart. You are
Orrin's friend; stay With him, keep him, do
not let him run alone upon his enemy, for
for there is danger in their meeting-and
-and-'
She could not say more, for just then her
father and the Colonel came back, and she
had barely time to call up her dimpIes and
toss her head in merry banter before they
were at her side.
As for myself, 1 stood dazed and confused,
feeling that my six feet made me too con-
spicuous, and longing in a vague and futile
way to let her know without words that 1
would do what she asked.
And think did accomplish it, though
I said nothing to her and but little to her
companions For when we parted took
the street which leads directly to Orrin's
house; and when Colonel Schuyler queried
in his soft and gentleman-like way why
left them so soon, managed to reply:
''My road lies there;" and so left them.
To Be Continued Neat Satmday]