The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1892-07-09
yourself, to literatureY'

yourself, to literaturey'
"Ohl Mr., Hughes, my humble talents |
wouldn't last fortnight"
II don't mean in that way; though /
your talent would. l mean would you
not like to live always in literary at
fact, Miss Fallington, as
the wife Of an author"
Pardon me, Mr. Hughes" she ex-
"but | do believe this rare plant !
is dying. / must tell father at once"
Don't turn me aside" pleaded the
author, trying to catch her hand. 81
love you to-
"Hush, hush, Mr.. Hughes" she whis-
pered. "Here comes some one"
The some one was Tom Plottou, and
he was coming direct for them.
"Mr Hughes" he said. "they are ask
ing for you in the parlor They're dis
cussing the authorship Of late anony-
nous poem. They want you to help
them out
Very well, replied Hughes gallant
ly, "and | think 1 can make good de-
cision on the latest and directest infor-
nation"
"Don't you dare exclaimed Bessie,
with light laugh, the meaning of
which came in words as soon as the au-
thor was out Of hearing.
"Oh I'm so glad you came, for, don't
you think he was just declaring his love
for me-"
Both broke into hearty laugh. Con
viction struck Cecil If this wasn't an
evidence of heartless coquetry what
could be? He sincerely thanked his
good fortune that his doubts had kept
him from declaring his own love sew
eral months before in a similar place.
"And l have no doubt" he heard
Plotton say, "that if 1 were now to
say that love you you'd thank some
one for interrupting, and laugh as
heartily over my Stiffness, wouldn't
your
"Perhaps / should
Though you have given me some en-
couragement, Bessie
"Have l? Come, I want to tell father
this plant is dying"
They moved away and Cecil returned
to the parlor, thrilling with pleasure at
his narrow escape. He reioiced greatly
that Bessie Fallington had never had a
chance to laugh at him. He shortly
withdrew elated, but in the night doubt
of his decision troubled him. The heart
and head would not agree. The strong
er became the latter, the fuller was the
former Of regret that he could not have
Bessie Fallington.
Next morning he FASTENED to Plotton's
establishment and found that gentleman
in his glass Office looking quite happy.
Happy commission stroke?' asked
Cecil
Eyes, an unusual one. Well, l sup
pose you have come to compare notes
about Bessie Fallington."
Eyes"
"Well, what's your decision?'
"That she is heartless flirt, and !
think I'll give up all thoughts of her.
"You think So
eyes, only think, for l still can't de-
eide, and l came again to get <our opin-
ion"
"Well, I'll let you have it. l don't
think she would make you a good wife
l believe myself she is a hirt, and has
lots of faults. If l were You I'd look
elsewhere"
"This is your earnest, sincere advice
is it?'
1T is. But there is another reason
why I'd give her up if l we're you"
"What is it?'
'She is engaged
Engaged and flirting around the way
she did with you and Hughes and my
self. It's awful. To whom?'
"Well ,.its something of secret yet
She engaged herself only last night"
last hight? Not to Hughes?'
Plotton laughed heartily and said
Guess again.
Il can't. Give me the name.'
Thomas j. Plotton."
Cecil sank into q chair and stared
Tom laughed boisterously, nine tenth
of it being pure, unalloyed joy.
"But you said" stammered Cecil
"that she was a hirt, no housekeepe
and full of faults"
Il know did, and say so still"
"And going to marry her?'
. "Yes, by all means, and well be a
e happy as any one can be on earth.
I love Bessie Fallington, and if she haI
o ten times her faults my love demand
t that must have her, and it will hav
i her. As / told you before, love vii
move heaven and earth to get its object
I've won her, and, let her faults be wha
d they may l love her and must hav
e her. Howard NJ, Hope in YanlSe
e Blade.
I An Inexpensive Art Corner.
Quite the gem of the furnishings
= the parlor of pretty apartment up tow
l. is lovely stauette of Cupid standing q
e a pedestal, behind which is draped
/ loose folds crimson cloth as an effectiV
d background. The peculiar tint of Il
marble q attracted visitor, who il
d quired concerning it, whereupon Il
:, mistress confessed;
Il II saw in some paper that TO brush
d plaster cast with orange shellac dilute
s. with alcohol would impart this peculil
le creamy tint like old ivory, and chancir
* upon this excellent reproduction in pla
ter, bought it for experiment. You ST
T. how successful have been. Every ol
admires the color Of my boy so muc
. And I'll tell you bit more. That rit
ie crimson drapery is a last years dres
'u which faded in streaks. ! had it dye
IL and evolved the rest Of my art corner
y Her Point of View in New YoI