Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1892-04-16
slumbers, he asked her straightly what

| was the matter with her young lady.
''Lor'. sir! don't you take any notice
of that" said the duenna with cunning
look in her puckered eyes. faint
nothing but what she'll grow out of.
Every young gals like that when she
first falls in love-"
Furnival saw it all clearly enough
now. Her silence--her solitude seeking
her unexplained promeuades-- were
| clearly enough accounted for by the fact
that the girl had found some young fel.
low to love. 1t was all natural enough,
but somehow Furnival was not satisfied.
Yet he saw how inevitable the thing
was. "Can't expect her to keep always
child for my amusement" thought
he.
kitty said he one day, give found
out your secret"
"What secret7" she gasped,. sinking
into chair, trembling aud white.
Don't be frightened, my chiId," he
said, drawing his chair to her side; eve
have been brought into the relation of
father and daughter, and all tue tender
ness a daughter commands from her
father l hope you will find in me-"
eyes, yes, yes.
1.-THE secret I've feuHd out is not a
very dreadful one. You are in love-"
She covered her scarlet cheeks with
her hands, and presently mastering up
her courage, she said
"Yes, am in love-"
"Well, if the young fellow Is worthy
of your love, l cannot object to that.
The only possible harm would be in your
loving some one who was undeserving.
"Oh, he is the best-best young
fellow in the world"
THAT is Just the one thing which is
open TO question. Your Judgment can
scarcely be trusted in such a matter, and
SO must beg you to let me act for you.
Believe me, l shall be indulgent, Come,
tell me his name
~ can't"
"What, he has told you that he loves
you, and not let you know his name1"
"He hasn't told me that he loves me"
"Good heavens, Kitty Then you
don't know if this fellow loves you at
all2'
z sob, I'm nearly certain he loves me. /"
"But does he know that you love
him2'
81 don't think that he does. There's
the difficulty, you see.. If could only
let him know that I love him, think it
would be all right. " ~
FuFnival was silent before this marvel
of ingenious simplicity.
|, well, what do you propose to DO,
Kitty" he asked, after pause.
AZ don't know, quite. You see. l
should die of shame if made any ad-
vance and he misconstrued it, or did not
respond as should like him to do"
"Oh, understand your delicacy, my
dear child"
"And SO have rather avoided giving
him any testimony of my affection than
make it known to him. But we can't
go on like that forever, can wei'
mot if you want to get married."
said Furnival, with laugh.
"And so | thought that perhaps the
best thing could DO would be to write
to hlm--only don't quite know how to
begin. Can you help me3'
"Tll try, though it's a precious diff
cult job for an old bachelor to tackle
However, we'll make the attempt. Here's
a scrap of paper" Gle TOOK an old en-
velope from his pocket, tore it open aud
spread it on his card -case). Now, how
shall we begin ?--better say .sir'-there's
no knowing what he is-maY be the big
gest BLACKBOARD under the sua."
81 don't think he is" said Miss Hal
leck, in parenthesis.
''Ten to one nc is, though !" said Fur
nival, under his breath, aud perhaps at
that moment the wish was father to the
thought. s,Well, there we .are-'sir p
now, what's to come nextf"
Miss Halleck hid her face in her hands
again, was silent minute, and then
murmured, tremblingly, II love you"
sob, hang it all, i can't write that"
said Furnival."
''Why not, it's the truth! And what
else can say?"
That was a poser.
"Well, said Furnival at length, ''if
it must be---let me see, what did you
say"
Il love you" 49,
"'I love YOU there it is. What
next2"
"Why that's all"
"That's all9"
"What else is there to saw II he
douest love me when he reads that"
Miss Hallcck finished the sentence with
q sigh.
"Fanniest letter I've ever written"
thought Furnival. ''But, Kitty" he
said, "what's the use Of this letter now
it's written2 We don't know the fellows
name"
Miss Halleck snatcded the paper out
of his hand, threw it into the hearth and
made for the door. Amazed at this out
burst of temper Furnival ran after her
and caught her.
81 beg you won't be angry with me-"
he implored. "You don't know how
deeply feel III this affair, dear. You
said you couldn't tell me his name"
She hesitated moment aud then in
desperation cried:
''I can't tell you his name; but isn't it
written on the back of the letter you
have been making such middle over;
you dear oil goose T? "
Furnival glanced at the scrap of paper
in the hearth. The envelope had turned
over and he saw his own name and ad-
dress.
Then he went down on his knees and
made himself more than ever "dear
old goose"
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