Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1892-04-21

stIffened his Dack dS bllou5H ehc
nerfume were some noxious poison, and
moved ON with her toward the parlors IN
silence.
81 wish yon knew Jim, Mr.. ThoTne'
pursued the happy voice at his SIDE:
..he's such a good fellow, SO noble. gen
erons and unselfsh; we're all so fond OF
lin. | wish ne We're here tonight TO
tread measure with mein the old rooms
You would De sure to fraternize with
linn. You could not help liking him.
Thorne drew in his lips ominously. de
rould help liking Jim Byrd well enough,
and felt not the faintest desire for either
his presence or his friendship. The in
teryention ola woman with whom two
men are in love has never yet established
anity between them: the very sngges-
ton of such thing on her lips IS suffi-
Gent to cause an Eruption of hatred.
malice and all unkindness
Moreover. Thorne was in fury with
himself. He had thought of sending for
flowers for Pocahontas at the same time
he dispatched the order to the Rich
mond florist for his aurt. He had fever
ishly longed to do it. and had pondered
the matter fully half an hour before de-
Gliding that he had better not. He had
not scrupled TO pay Pocahontas atten-
tions before he realized that he was IN
love with her. but that fact, once estab-
lished in his mind. placed her in a diff
ferent position in regard TO him.
She was no longer the woman he
wished to draw into q Irritation pour
passer ie temps: she was the woman he
wished to marry-was determined TO
marry if possible. The instinct common
TO every manly man. to hold in peculiar
respect the woman whom he wishes to
make his wife, led Thorne 70 feel that,
until he should be free from the fetter
that bound him. he should abstain from
paying Pocahontas marked attentions; to
feel that she would have cause of COM
plant against him if he did not abstain.
So he argued the case in cold blood;
but now his blood was boiling and he
dubbed himself fool in language concise
and forcible. See what had come of his
self denial? Another man had done
what he had left undone; another hand
had laid in hers the fragrant Offering 1t
should have been his 70 bestow. Fool
that he had been. to stand aside and let
another man seize the opportunity!
jasmine, tool Pah! The heavy per-
fume made him ILL., He was conscious
Of n fierce longing to snatch the blossoms
from her hand and crush them down
into the heart of the FIRE and hold them
there - the pale, sickly things. He
would have given her roses. passionate,
glorious roses, deep hearted and crimson
with the wine of love.
Pocahontas had small time for won.
dering over her cavaliers sudden mo-
roseness. for no sooner had she entered
the parlors than old friends crowded
forward to speak to her and claim a
dance the girl was popular among the
young people Of the vicinity. She was a
wonderful success that night. Not even
Norma, for All her rich. tropical beauty,
was more admired.
Our little squaw is smashing things,
Berke. remarked Roy Garuett. later in
the evening, as he joined his brother-in-
law in the recess by the fireplace. THE
men all swear she's the haudsomest
woman in the room-and on my soul /
believe they're right"
"She does look well, responded Mason
with all brothers calm moderation.
Her dress is in good taste, and she
moves gracefully. But she isn't the
handsomest woman in the room by long
odds. Look at Norma Smith.
Il have looked Mt her" retorted Roy
shortly, and SO suppose have the
other men. There's no more comparison
between her and Princess than there is
between q gorgeous, striped tulip and Z
white tea rose dor some inscrutablt
reason Roy had never been az to en-.
dure Norma, aud even grudged acknowl
edgment Of her undeniable beautyD
Look at that fellow Thorne, now he
added. with che pleased alacrity of one
producing m unexpected trump. u
should say that he shared my opinion.
He hasn't danced voluntarily with an
other woman in the room, nor left heg
side moment that he could help. 1t
looks rs though he were pretty hard hit.
doesn't it,"
Garnett was right for after the cpl
sode with Jim Byrds flowers Thorne had
thrown self control to the winds. He
danced with Pocahontas as frequently
as she would allow him, lowered con
stanlly in her vicinity. and only lost
sight of her when dragged off by his
aunt for duty dances. Twice during the
evening only twice -did ne leave
her voluntarily. and then it was to
dance with Norma, whose suspicious he
did not wish to arouse. The instinct os
rivalry had overthrown all restraint, and
for this evening he was madly deter
mined to let things take their course.
They were here. he and his family, in
Jim Byrd's place, living in the house
that had been his, entertaining the
friends that bad been his. in the very
rooms that SO short a time ago had