Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1892-03-11

so he can find no fault if we play or gam
bic or cast lots for his. He Is a man whose
| like, take him all in all, we do not often
see, 80 we will take 1t for granted that the
girl whom DESTINY through these balls Sc
lects will accept her faith with becoming
resignation. There are twelve white
marbles and one black one; you are each to
| take a bail as you walk by this bowl.
Miss Dayo, dear, why are you shirking
| back?'
81 suppose, with a smile, that need
not be greatly disturbed; the best laid
plans OF mice and men gang aft agIey,'
fear you will find me Of little help. | do
not like TO ask him to call, even. He al
ways seems so busy"
Miss Kittridge kissed her.
What have you drawn little girl
The black bali. "
bravo! Then it is as it should be, and
you need do no violence to your instincts.
Act out nature-don't invite him TO your
home. And do GU, turning to the rest,
''overwaelm MIN WITH your admirlng at
tention. The pleasure yol ill have In
comparing notes! No, it does not seem
quite correct; but everything is tair In
love and war, and this matter partakes of
toe nature of both. Can you all meet me
here at the same hour III two weeks? Re-
mem Der, girls, your part, and you, Miss
Dayo, be your dear, shy self. Good bye
goodbye! Remember, In two weeks
There, didn't tell you so? Every
one Of you, kitten-like, has fallen on your
feet. Aren't you ashamed Of yourselves
rot d heart bowed down by sorrow {?
4 a.
yet. | have regrets from the Misses
SODIUM, Ellsworth, Fair and Lynn. Shall
we have the reports of the other members
of this philanthropic society? Miss Cube,
will you kindly begin?'
There was a smile in Mi Cubes grey
eyes as she commenced.
81 thought it best to let no grass grow
under my feet, SO my sister and SET out
next morning for the office Of Mr. Grange.
! told him that Irene and | had been long
in doubt as to whether he was most deep
y attached to: as 1t was possible he could
not decide all in moment he might call
in the afternoon ard mention his prefer
ence. He looked from one to the other o.
up with uch an ex preston! As we reach
ed the door lrOne turned and said, with a
languishing air: You will come, won't
you, dear? And, would you believe il,
girls, he didn't. The extra steps he has
taken to dodge US will make him the
champion pedestrian of the state.
There was chorus of laughter.
MAY | speak next?" asked Miss
Estrange 81 wish to get it off my mind
happened to meet him on the street one
day had been walking up and down
before his aunt'5 door for half an hour.
He had sc9rIejy said Good afternoon.
Miss Estrange,' before | broke out with
Dear Mr., Ranny wants my answer to-
night, but | thought you might-you
might And such a sidelong look
of as | gave him! He hesitated a mo-
ment-you know at the first shock the
loss of even trivial thing seems great
but not 50 long as | could have wis1o,a,.
He said he hoped we would always be
friend, and that Mr.. R tnny was lucky
fellow -
Then Miss Gri8s commenced: My re-
port is snort, though it took ne hours to
compose it. | met the ep91.y with my
avowal of love, and he is not mine. Ny
grief is too deep for tears. Yes, Miss
Stadt, you may go on.
''WeIl, you know, my home Is on the
street leading to Mr.. Oranges Office. One
evening ! wayiaid him aud begged him to
come in. As he sat down | told him how
nice it was TO see him back in that chair;
that If he would drop In for an hour or 50
every evening would overlook his long
GOODNESS. was sure he had not forgotten
his first affection for me, and chat | had
long felt he was only wanting an But
he let me get no further. He said he had
forgotten in his pleasure at seeing me that
he had left client, and be has not gone
by the house since"
Come, Miss Stone, and the smiling
brown eyes turned to that fair but rather
p4ssn blonde.
"Well, " said that lady, lat reception
one evening he started around the room to
speak to me. Straightwav my face
wreathed itself into such a loving smile of
welcome that he stopped short, and have
not seen him FROM that moment"
And |, - said Miss Salter, gave him
one look from my big, beautiful, long
dashed gray eyes-I quote his words-and
he has not crossed my path since"
Aren't you afraid, said Irene Cube,
"that Mr. Grange will find US out?''
''He is man, consequently vain, so he
will think nothing of so much devotion.
But where is Miss Dayo?'
''She slipped out few moments ago,
and left this note in my hand which |
will read:
Dear friends: We are engaged.
How it came about DO not at all under
stand MARGARET DAYo.'"
-WayerlV MAGAZINE.