The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1892-05-02
A DOUBLE MATCH.

"A UOUDLE AhANAs
When Carlton returned at the end OF
the first week Of Miss Dswson's sojourn
at The Woodruff" stapely stopped him
with:
"Walter, she's an angel"
Indeedf Who is she?"
"Fannie-Miss Dawson, and she's mine
II / want her."
"Rather quick work, / should say"
"Of course, / don't mean that anything
has really passed between us, but l can
easily tell when girl Is smitten, and IL
Fannie isn't, no fair maiden ever was.
Ahi how she looked up at me with her
lovely, big, dreamy eyes at the play lass
night And how she hung on my arm
as we came out. Walter, you'd fall at her
feet II her face were even to light up for
you the way 1t does when ! approach her.
Angel, did I sayf The word isn't half
strong enough"
At dinner that evening Carlton was un.
usually talkative. A word from Miss
Dawson made him forget all about the
cares of business, and before the meal was
ended the widow was moved to remark
that his trip seemed to have done him
good.
Mrs. Dawson had invited Stapely to can
at her apartments that evening, and as
they were passing out of the dining room,
he quietly suggested that Carlton be In
cluded in the party. This being agreed
to, the amiable Arthur, . few minutes
later, slapped his friend on the shoulder,
| saying:
"Walter, old fellow, I'm going in 10
see Fannie this evening, and you're In
vited to go along. Remember, though,
that you're to entertain the widow"
"I accept the invitation" replied Carl
ton, "but make no promises about de-
voting myself exclusively to Mrs. Daw-
| SON."
"Ohl So you have an eye for the beau.
tiful, too, have your Well, my boy, you
have no show there. She's mine II say
| the word"
When they called on the ladies Stapely
at once claimed Fannie's attention, and
Mrs. Dawson invited Carlton to look
through an album, filed with portraits
of her dead husband and others for
whom he was likely to be concerned in Q
corresponding degree
*4f'm afraid those people are becoming
interested in each Other" the widow said
In an undertone a. Carlton was shutting
the album; swell, ! suppose they are old
enough to take care OF themselves"
While he was trying TO think OF some
thing to say in reply, Fannie proposed Q
game OF whist, and he jumped up to help
| her clear the table.
In cutting for partners, Stapely, much
to his disgust, got Mrs. Dawson, and
Carlton at once forgot all he had ever
ps,ov h. IT,
time Fannie looked upon his blunders,
and smiled, but at last her patience being
overcome, she cried:
. good playerl"
apology, and in her confusion made pro-
voking misplay.
Carlton was never more displeased with
himself than he was as he returned to his
bachelor apartments that evening, and
who, as soon as they were alone, said:
"By Jovei I don't know as it's Just
right for me to lead that little girl on in
the way am until find out whether I
want the affair to 60 on any further or
not. I'm afraid she's getting rather too
sfiectionate for comfort"
"What makes you think so?" Carlton
asked.
Many things, my boy; many things.
Didn't you notice how longingly sho
kept looking at me tonight, and how
confused she got when happened to
catch her eyer"
Carlton didn't remember to have seen
any OF the longing looks, and he was
sure that they had existed only in his
friend Arthur's imagination. Yet he was
troubled over the thought that Fannie's
affections were claimed by another, and
before he fell asleep had concluded that
his own case was simply hopeless.
As the weeks went by Stapley con-
tinued to pay his undivided attentions to
Miss Dawson, and 1t daily became more
apparent to him that the young lady was
pining away to hear the words that would
make her happy for life.
There 10 exquisite pleasure in such q
thought. To realize himself wildly,
madly loved by q beautiful girl who is
ready to throw herself from the top story
window the moment she learns that his
affections are not for her ought to make
any young man feel that life Is worth liv-
ing.
1t gave Arthur Stapely extreme salts.
faction to see the wistful look upon Fam
MES face grow more marked day by day,
and he spent hours in trying to decide
whether or not to end her suspense bv n