Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-12-09

| iOhSS W MISS ddNerSey
"Good heavens Sorry hardly know.
II II were not for this accursed quarantine
should never have met you. I-I-should
az this moment have been a married man y
Mr.. Collingson Locke is distinctly nery-
GUS and watches greedily the pink tin of
small supercilious nose which appears
outlined against the lights of the steamer,
Just between the points of the upturned
coat collar.
Il know one thing. f--if-I-were en-
! gagged to be married to one person-and
loved another-I would welI-I know
what I'd dop'
The pink tip of the nose executes scorn-
tul sniff
You make me feel so small-so weakp'
exclaimed Mr.. Locke ruefully. Zone hates
to change ones mind, you know"
Il don't. | always change my mind.
sometimes once-sometimes twice-and
about everything. 1t is a divine right"
You would break the engagement
THAT is not for me to say" But the at
titude of the nose is all that is necessary.
Josephine has not such classic one, and
could only succeed in appearing ridiculous
in such a mood.
You would have been happy with her
If you had not met meY the voice con-
tinues
Happy | presume So Happy enough.
We men don't expect much of that sort of
thing In marriage nowadays"
"You-loved herr"
Certainly"
"You didy"
"Er-it isn't easy to explain. But she is
very sweet and pleasant and well connect
ed-and-er-all that sort of thing"
as she prettyS"
"Awfuiiy."
The red coat collar turns full upon him
Between its two high points he sees her
face at last. The eyes are curious.
You love us both'"
I'm sort of way" Mr. Locke remarks
hesitatingly.
Can man love two womenp"
II knew a man who loved three He
wasn't half bad, though the women called
him a wretchw Mr.. Locke feels guilty
and is thinking hard, though it is evident
that his wits are panic stricken.
Good nightW comes in muffled tones
from the red coat collar.
Don't gol Mrs. Boutor will come after
you in moment Give me that mo-
mentp'
II have given you too many already"
"Listenp He holds her hands, detain-
ing her tenderly, but firmly
"Weil-if must"
Listen! ! was-am-engaged to nice
girl. | respected her-was fond Of her
loved her-by Jove, j do stilll'
Here a struggle ensues, during which
Miss Haversey's hands fail to free them
selves
But until now" he continues, II did
not know what 10 was 10 love with abso-
Lutte unreason-to love girl because she
was what she was, yet TO know that If she
were to change completely tomorrow 1
should love her still-as long as she was
herself. To love, in fact, like an idiot-or
a godw
The hands struggle no longer, and the
two face each other with rapturous gaze.
That's differently Isn't it2" added he.
And you will write her that you have
changed your mindS"
Yes" he promised gravely.
And you don't think it wrong to change
your mindY"
"N-n-or'
But he did not write, as upon the follow
ing morning the steamer was allowed to
go to her dock. As Mrs. Clavering Boutor
appeared upon the deck the fumes of
camphor and carbolic acid became more
defined than usual as they were in her
Ease combating the perfume of iris. She
was cheerful and chatty, but was heard 10
something about somebody being
sued for something or other.
As Mr.. Collingson Locke left them in
order to take the first train for Philadel. !
phia, he exchanged glances with Miss
Olive Haversey.
You will hear from me soonr' said he,
And she did
In his letter he said
II have told Josephine ALL She has for. I
given me for changing my mind | am
rec now At last can say, with the ten.
ierest feeling any man ever felt for any
my love-my little love-will you marry
NET
Dear, don't write; the mail is a slow
hing. Wire me. Say Yes and tell me
when l can come TO you"
Not so many hours after mailing his let
era day perhaps-he received tele.
graphic despatch from Miss Haversey In
{ he read these words:
II have made other arrangements"
And he recalled the fact that she had
old him when in quarantine that she often
hanged her mind.-Johanna Stats in
lew York Truth.
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