Idaho semi-weekly world., 1892-03-01

! And she was scarcely coquette enough
to hide the pain in her voice.
i Fred flushed hotly, and he would have
given almost anything to be able tor
call his words.
He rose to his feet and bowling said:
Miss Berenice. humbly beg your par
don for my i'll natured remark. only
made it to tease Nora, for Of course
had no idea"-
Apologize to Nora, then, not me, =
she answered quickly. and turning left
| the room.
She crept away by herself and sat
down, feeling. in spite Of her efforts to
conquer the sensation, hurt and sore at
heart. 1t was nothing, she told herself;
she surely didn't care what Mr.. Lewis
thought about ner, or said, either. And
then came sigh as she thought he did
not care for her, or he could never have
ridiculed her in any way. even to his
sister.
And then. though she was not vain,
she had always looked upon her hair as
sacred birthright bestowed by her
dead mother, and had ever associated
| the beautiful constellation 'Berenice'
with thoughts of her mother in heaven;
| a childish fancy, but it had cluDg to her
| az childish fancies will cling to us all.
! That night, before retiring, she braided
her hair in two long braids. and III the
morning she combed it out and left it
| flowing, only drawn away from her
forehead, and banded by IA blue ribbon.
The braiding had made 1t wavy, and
| 1t fell in bright, heavy, golden ripples,
like mantel Of ''cloth Of gold,' far be-
low her waist Fred smiled, half tri-
umphantly, when he saw it.
II didn't dream she cared so much for
me-" he thought.
Berry observed his peculiar smile. and
the wrath appeared on her cheeks.
Il wonder If I'm wearing my heart
upon my slceve?" she asked herself. And
then she told herself, in u little comfort
ing whisper-''Wait.'
Not long afterward Fred sat down to
the table and began writing letters,
Presently Berry came flying into the
| room.
"Nora!' she called in the softest little
| voice in the world, whirling around on
| one foot, and carelessly tossing aside her
long hair with her hand. Out flew the
bright golden ripples, and Fred's pen
went spinning along tho carpet.
'.Oh, pardon met she cried. MY
new wig is u little troublesome to man
age, yet I've no doubt but that ! shall
become accustomed to it in time" and
away she sped. leaving Fred to pick up
| his pen and resume his writing as best
he might.
This was more easily said than done,
for there was n zigzag mark over his let
ter, and az the pen had fallen on its
point it was bent nearly double. Vexed
as he was, he leaned back i'll his chair
and laughed heartily.
"That was gracefully done. I'll ac-
| knowledge" he said.
The afternoon was fine, and Lady
! Eaton, Berry's aunt, called them all out
upon the terrace to view distant noun
| tain, which showed very clearly. the air
being so pure. Fred brought out his
telescope and CALAMITY held it while
Berry peered through with such a look
OF interested curiosity one would sup
| Dose Sflt tlttu Hb iiiou5uL lOl any tDlu5
| this side of the mountain.
'How pretty" she exclaimed, giving
her head IA sudden toss.
| Away flew lock Of hair, straight as
an archer's arrow, into Fred's eyes. He
nearly dropped the glass, and uttered
an angry exclamation in sudden pain.
Excuse my carelessness," she said
quietly II had forgotten for the mo
ment you were so near"
Fred went into the house and bathed
his eyes in rather a reflective mood but
when he agasi appeared Berry seemed so
unconscious of having done anything
| wrong and she WAS SO pretty and engag-
| ing in manner throughout the evening
he forgot his vexation and was as agree
able as possible.
The next day she appeared with her
hair in the same style, and Fred al the
morning was on the lookout for another
hostile attack. None came, however.
In the afternoon they went out to have
q row upon the lake. After rowing
while Fred rested his arms and his oars
at the same time. under the pretense that
| it was nicer to float slowly along He
took out cigar and lighted it, saying he
must make the most of it. for It was his
last He asked for some music while he
| puffed away and the girls began vocal
| duet
In the midst of the song Berry took of
her hat, making an excuse to fan herself
with it. As she drew the elastic cord
suddenly from beneath it out few her
! shining hair like II glittering flag at the
head of the boat, and away went Fred's
"last cigar" into the water
| THAT was too cruelr' he exclaimed;
but Berry sang ON. her soft voice floating
80 smoothly above Noras alto that he
swallowed his wrath, aud sat with his
eyes half shaded by his hat for fear Of
another dash, and thinking she looked
and sang like siren of the sea.
That evening ne moved his chair to n
remote corner of the terrace, at a safe
distance from Berry, and smoked his
| cigar in silence, glancing meditatively
| toward the two girls, who sat near
each other engaged in lively converse
| tion.
| I'm tired of this one sided warfarer'
he said to himself refectively. "of
course take lively interest in it, won,
dering what she will do next. and then
she's sure to act when fm entirely off
my guard believe I'll surrender at
once and throw myself upon the mercy
/ of the enemy,'