New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1892-10-02
don't look so young with his hat of, does he, Gym

ulun exactly notice" was the reply.
81 spose l shouldn't have noticed if I'd been
engaged. as you arc" said Lucy. But he's real
handsome. if he is bald, and he looked as if he
knew you. Cynthy You amt acquainted with
him, are you?"
"Oh, no -"
Il didn't see how YOU could be- Of course"
On the second day this speaking
terms with the two girls He came to the house
with fish for Mrs Emerson, and then he assumed
an acquaintance with perfect calmness and sue
| cess In truth there is not much ceremony in
shanty life at the shore.
Mr. Thompson, he said his name was Thomp-
son, either owned hired a small sail boat He
lived in a bit of cootng hut, which belonged to
some one in Cohasset village. He used to joke
about his housekeeping He boosted that he
could make tic best chowder OF any man or
woman on the Massachusetts shore He said he
was going to ask the ladies over to his residence
some day and show them what good chowder
was They could 90 in the boat Wouldn't they
like to take sail to Minots some day? When
the wind was jIt right? Or anywhere else
along tie coast 1t made no difference where to
him,
When he talked he seemed to include all the
three women but his eyes had trick of always
seeking those of Cynthia. until the girl came to
not come Peculiar eyes they were, hazel, with a
certain commanding fire in them. and the right
eye was spotted The first time Cynthia looked full
at them she was conscious of a vague repusion:
but she soon forgot that feeling or only wondered
that she had ever felt it,
On the third day. as Mrs. Emerson remarked,
ait seemed exactly as if they had known Mr..
Thompson always He just about like our
folks
He was very entertaining to these women. He
had many little stories to tell. They were never
long stories, SO that one became bored. Notwith-
standing his bald head he seemed To have a great
flow of animal spirits and he was moro attentive
to Mrs Emerson than 10 the two younger people.
II was on the evening of the fourth day that
Ezra Cone walked up the path that led TO the
house where Cynthia lived. The darkness did not
show how white and set his face was.
He had told himself. once for all, that day,
that he would rather die than feel there was any
thing between him and Cynthia. He knew he
had been wrong that evening in the pasture. He
was willing TO own it, II was OF no use going on
like this. He could not bear it,
Another thing he was resolved TO do. He
would hire the Bealcs house anyway. Perhaps
he could persuade Cynthia to 60 and live there
with him in October. He could not give that up.
As he went along the path he saw woman TAX
ing wood from the pile. His pulses gave a bound
but il was Wealthy's voice which asked:
Wont you come right in ?"
mo. J won't stop. Is Cynthy in the housc?'
"Cynthy? Mercy Didn't you know she's
been TO the shore since Monday morning?'
Wealthy spoke with an enjoyment Of her words.
mo, I didn't know it, stifly.
The rush Of tender feeling which the young man
had experienced rs he walked here flowed back
upon his heart with sitting power
He turned TO 60. He would not ask any ques
lions.
"She went with the Emersons ! amt heard
word FROM UNI, but of course they're all night,
said Wealthy, as Ezra went back down the path
And he had particularly asked her not 10 90 to
| the Emerson shantv He had understood that she
was not going. He did not quite approve OF the
Emersons They were too easy. They did not
care sufficiently as 70 who We're their associates
But Cynthia had gone. And she had not told
him. She did not care for him, after all. She
could not care for him and do like this.
Ezra Cone walked faster and faster until. when
he reached the pasture, he ran, stumbling upon
| stones and into holes. When he had been tripped
| up and had fallen he stopped suddenly
| lie had suffered good deal, first and last,
about CYNTHIA Day, but never like this. This
was rendng him. And he could not wrcak his
his agony in words or actions as some demon
| strative natures can do.
| He moved about blindy among the birches
| all his thoughts and sensations merged into the
one resolution he must sec her again; he must
GOO her once more He felt that he mad
with his longing 70 see her. he wanted TO
start and walk down 70 the shore He even
! hurried ont toward the main road for a few
rods. Then he stopped and tried to reason with
| himself He was alarmed. lie seemed con
tending with a stranger, so little did he know
| himself in this mood He wondered II he were
becoming insane, if he acting out of his
own character
After a time Cone went home He walked
very softly, and he succeeded in going upstairs
70 his own room without hearing his mother
sneak 10 him. He hoped that no human being
would utter word to him that night.
| He was up before eight the next morning
Te told his mother he had headache and ne
thought he would try and walk IT on"
She made hun drink some coffee before be
started While he sat at the table She said
she had heard that Cynthy Day had gone to
the shore with them Emcrsons
Il know it," replied Ezra.
But | thought you said she wasn't going
$50 I did. But she changed her mind
Ezra smoke with stod calmncss.
Mrs Cone shifted She something
rvos wrong but she did not dare ask what II
was.
ap-raps I shan't be to home to dinner" he
said, rising. 80
you amt going away, are you"
"Mcbby." ~.
"Rut I thought you was hurried to the shop
ave are"
lie was already dressed in his best suit lie
took his hat and left the house
He did not wish to get horse ana carriage
for in that case he should get to the shore 700
carly lie would walk. Tho sun had only Just
risen. lie could not remain quiet long enough
70 wait until it should be time to drive down.
Ito started along the solitary road at great