Smyrna times., 1892-06-22

and delved near by.
"Of course you enjoy this sort {
thing" laughed Mr.. Frazer, uoddin
toward the group, whose fiat hats an
chubby legs looked particularly aggres
slVe and dOmineering.
"Certainl y-Jhey are angels The
arc bound to grow up, some day: bu
there will be others Just as available
snail not be obliged to fOrego m,
necessary amount of discipline.
And if you lose yOut h and hope an,
elasticity in the process, so much tn,
better, | suppose"
so much the better Nav | ask tC
see your sketches ?"
He opened the portfolio and selected
some foreign views.
Miss Lynde's eyes sparkled.
You have been abroad ?" sb.
asked, with quiver of eagerness in
her tone.
Il studied some years in Munich" )" he
replied. "
Fraser was beginning to study the
glrlish face beside him.
Miss Lynde sighed as she pored over
the sketches. One by one she laid them
Oack with an air of remuneration.
1t Is the dream of my life to 90 Eu.
rope" she murmured but it will
never be realized"
he gave her penetrating glance as
he clasped the portfolio together.
One so young as YOU, Miss Lynde.
ought to take more rose e-colOred view
of life" ne said
Some florists have succeeded in pro.
ducing rOseses that are almost black
you know, answered his companion,
with brave little smile. Come
children, we must go. | thank YOU
siIncerel y for your courtesy, Mr..
Frazer"
He stood up as she marshalled her
clan, and looked after her as She
moved down the beach. He would
have been more than glad to accom-
pany her, but refrained.
Poor little girl !" he murmured
poor little starved, defrauded soul
She ought to have money and pleas.
ures and travel, instead of drudgerv
and repression. How superior she IS
to the purse. proud woman who EN-.
ploys her! | hope she will let me
sketch her. some day"
Work was over for him and he wan
dered restlessly along the beach; ab.
sently returning the salutatiOns of
such acquaintances as he met. He
hummed an old German love song
under his breath, then laughed aloud
at the prematureness of his thought.
For a week Mr.. Frazer coptrived to
meet Miss Lynde daily. He bribed
the children with unlimited bonbons.
and they allowed him to sketch their
goVerness without more interruption
than was needful to maintain an eouit-
able distribution of sugar booty. Some
times when the stars were shining and
the piazza OF the hotel was almost de-
serted for the ball room, the two had
brief snatches of talk-much briefer
than Allan Frazer craved: but he
knew that women can be as cruel as
death to one another, and that usually |
in direct ratio TO the attractiveness |
Of the victim.
Then came the day of DAYS. Mrs.
MacwOrth and the children went to a
picnic some miles up the beach. |
Miss Lynde remaining at the hotel.
owing to severe headache. Il was a
keen disappointment, for she knew
MIR. Frazer to be of the party. He had
been so courteous and so cOnsiderate.
10 knightly in his treatment of her
hat the day was blank in which she
lid not meet him.
Il am little simpletOn," she said to
herself, with the hot tears pressing
through the handkerchief she had laid
,ver her aching eyes. "Of course he
lOes not mean any thing but common
,ollteness. Artists sketch every girl
hey meet, who is passably good-look-
Ihls, Oy the way, was a tremendous
rror on the part of AndOmeda. Ar
lists, like all other sincere workers.
ave no time to waste on the "passa-
les' of life.
The afternoon wore away. and Miss
iynde, having reduced the headache
vanishing fraction, rose, bathed
er eyes, and made the most of her re.
naming freedom by a walk to a favor.
% rock-favOrite because Mr.. Frazer
ad pointed it out to her.
She perched herself upon the shelf
nd leaned back against the higher
ortlon OF 1t. Opening a new novel
ne soon became entirely Oblivious of {
urns' line in regard to "tetharing l
me or tide"
She read on, and the sun threw
arm declining rays over her, and the {
tile salt pOOls--Oh, so softly insidu. {
US !-crept by twOs and threes to the !
'ot OF her stronghold, and she rocked !
OF of them. I
What web of complications au.
lOrs have to weave in order to keen
leir heroes and herOines apart through t
Tree or four hundred pages. And {
hat does it all amount TO ?" Audro- q
eda suddenly exclaimed, half impa. '
emily. a
She closed the book and sprang to
Dr. feet. The soft murmuring of the
'ols had changed to steady inexora-
g sound whose meaning could not be
istaken. And the waters were rising Z
swiftly, surely, cruelty. :
Poor little AndrOmeda dropped her :
'ok into the chatting waves and =
oaned. Life was beginning to be =
geet, and must she take it uDP The =
etHges OF the past week came up be- !,
70 no. anu her dominant thought u
''Will he care? Am really any. u
ing more to him than chance ac- g
laintance II
Then a hysterical laugh broke from
v lips as another idea presented h
There will be an end to the Mac. q -
Drth business. wonder if they will =. n
dger theic next governess as sorelv y
they have badgered mel" a =,
"Only song of a boat. al
a song of a boat on a hiIIow - N