The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1892-11-04

"P. s do not suppose the masculine mind
can grasp q dressmaker, but refer you 90 your
mother and sisters
| 1t is a straight-out-from -the-shoulder
blow, albeit it is SO daintily dealt, and
| Winterhof receives it in full force. In
his inexperienced youth, lie vows
| that he will never trust another woman.
Had it been anyone but Mazda, whose
clear gray eyes look ed so be witchingly
at him under her big shade hat behind
her dotted veil-but there it is again, how
can man tell how a girl looks when
he dare not look at her? And the ex-
cuse, so frivolous as to make a bad
matter worse! A man would have said:
II do not want you for row, nor for a
lifetime" man would never have
| pleaded a dressmakerl but, then, for
sooth, he had not addressed a man.
Trouble is turning his brain, and of but
one thing is he positive-he will go no.
where lest he should meet her who
goes everywhere.
Three weeks drag themselves along,
society people talk, and because she
hears what gossip says of him, and he
hears what gossip says of her, when
chance throws them together in a street
car both are embarrassed and the re-
suit is formal bow from him and a
blushing smile from her.
Good morning, Mr.. Winterhoff; it is
a long time since I-since we-since
anybody has seen you. IL hope you
are well?"
"Quite so, Miss Lea; and you?''
'Thank you, yes, Mr.. Winterhoff."
Good morning."
"Good morning"
Here the street car leaves the pas
sengers on the moist, tar-smelling
pavement, to go their different ways,
but when MAZDA reaches home she
takes from her desk the invitation to
row, for a second careful reading:
| A., Ca, April 5, 1S9-.-My Dear Miss
MAZDA; The fair, warm weather, think, has
at last settled enough for row on the river.
VIII you go with me tomorrow il the day is
clear, or next day?-the first pleasant day, in
! short?
| What could be pleasanter or more to my
wishes than row with you on pleasant April
day, when we can float with the tide at will or
draw into some shady cove to rest? / wish /
could make it irresistible. Do grant me this
request, at least, and believe me as ever faith
fully yours, ADRIANcE WrNTERHoFF
/ will call for you at any hour you will name
in the afternoon. 81 e.
She is replacing the letter in the en-
velope, folding it mechanically, when
by chance it falls from her hands to
the floor, and on picking it up she
turns it over, SO that her eyes rest for
the first time on the tender and sug-
gestive words written on the fourth
page, hitherto overlooked. Selling her
writing materials, she dashes off sec
ond answer to make wrong right,
which, alas, is read by Winterhoff a
few hours later with this interpreta-
ton: ~
A., Ca. April 26, 1so--Bfy Dear Mr. Win
terhoff: After meeting you in the street car
\ to-day wondered good deal at your manner
| so when came home I took out your letter,
| which happily had not destroyed, and read it
over carefully TO see il it showed any signs Of
| mental alteration to excuse your reserve to
your friends.
Now. do you not know me better than to write
| in this way to me? Such things are folly
| enough in other ways. but when it comes TO
written words upon which SO much depends
how can one be so wildi
My friend, forgive this scolding II is because
I am your friend that write thus. Did not
] dare TO speak frankly. where now would our
long valued friendship be? AS always, very
| sincerely, MAZDA LEA.
'She need not have rubbed it in a
second time" he groans, for the poor
fellow is hard hit, and matters, far
from being mended, are made worse.
OF course, he sends no second answer,
and she, too, is hurt. A chance comes
presently to both the unfortunate ones
to free their minds and he, on his part,
is eager to let her know, quite imper-
sonaIly, what he thinks of her sex gen.
orally, while she is ready to explain
away her abject apology by frigidity
of manner when they meet
It was at q lawn party, so notable
an event that even Adriance, with his
newly-acquired eremite habits, could
] hardly pass it by. He was carrying
for his hostess some long sprays of wild
Cherokee roses, when he felt them
catch on some one in the throng, and
turned to find his captive was MAZDA
! Lea.
'Oh, Ii beg pardon he colors and
falters LET me free your dress from
the thorns."
Thank you." MAZDA says, stifay,
STOPPING to help in the disentangIing,
though her hands are full of bright-col-
ored hyaciuths- It seems necessary to
say something. -
''Roses are so persistent" she falters
finally.
''And at first sight, too, he responds.
struggling hard to make Jest of some
kind ''They seem determined to make
a new friend. There goes the last one.
Good afternoon, Miss Lea-or-no, - he
stands still with the roses, zone minute
why were you so careful not to let an
old friend-oh, hang this nonsense, Miss
Mazda, can't keep up stage talk-why
would not you go rowing. and why did
you write second time to'tell me l
was fool?''
''I did not write q second time to tell