The National tribune., 1892-07-21

day he devoted himself in precisely the same
manner to Mrs. Chasby Sodens hang FIRE daugh-
ter. The finest expert from mediayal court
OF love couldn't have discovered shade of
difference in the devotion Of this day and that
of the previous one That made Florence wild :;
but what could sho do? That is not the sort
OF thing that girl can notice. So she had to
swallow her rage and content herself with fiirt-
ing more desperately than ever with tow
haired gentleman who was possessed OF T. cart
and hyphened name. She overdid it. how
ever. She had one or two outbursts of temper
which frightened the young man, and he ran
away. About that time she overheard Mrs.
Chasby Soden saying to one of the old Mons on
the veranda:
oh, yes, Jarvis always had penchant for
his cousin. / shouldn't be surprised if the un-
expected happened in that quarter"
So" thought Florence. that old bundle Of
gossip thinks he's going to marry her Nellie.
Well rather than that I'd marry him myself
and hate him."
You SOC, Jarvis's campaign was getting on
finely. man has got to make pretty serious
impression on girl when he gets her to hate
him. I've always been Of the opinion that be-
tween young man and girl good hot, pal
pitating hatred can give pity three to one.
Jarvis had a sneaking notion that she hated
him, and he liked il. He wished she would
say she hated him. She did, tCo the very next
IL aOJib III d NtEf SiI!DiS way.
They were all down OH the beach. Jarvis in
sisted that the sand was damp aud that Flor
ence must not sit on it. You see, it was one Of
his days for being attentive to her. So he
found short piece OK log and short board.
He set the log up on end aud laid the board on
1t. There was room enough for two. so he sat
beside her. Five minutes later he spra1g up,
apparently oblivious of FlUrcHce'5 existence. 20
speak to a simpering blonde nonentity. When
h6 Einrpprn al
fiat on the sand in about IS ridiculous a way as
you can perceive. She was so angry she could
hardly speak. She would not allow Jarvis to
assist her 10 rise. he apologized very properly,
but not very enthusiastically.
Don't mention IT," she said and then added
in an aside, g hate you"
Murray really appeared TO turn pale.
"Do you mean that?" he said in low Tone
looking at her with the soul-leakiag look.
Yes, do" she answered rcsoutcly.
That mans eyes actually filed with tears
lie gave her one heartbr0ken glance; then
walked slowly away, and-sat down beside
another girl
While he was looking into her eyes, Florence
felt that she could forgive him anything. When
he sat down beside the other girl, she wished
she could run a knife through both OF them.
What was girl to do with such man2 Flor
ence did not know what to make Of him. He
troubled her nightly. He kept her in per-
petual state of change, from storm to sunshine
and back again, like hot August day with
wind.
" How do you like it?" said Mrs. Chasby
Soden to Jarvis Murray
I" l like it and / don't like it. feel like
brute when treat her so badly.
But it's going to work"
"And you'll stick to it?"
"Ycs." he said. grimly; Il love her."
Mrs. Chasby Soden went off into a corner and
patted herself On the back. When she saw her