The Opelousas courier., 1892-06-11

father and daughter. and all. the tender
ness a daughter commands from heI
father l hope you will find in me-"
eyes. yes, yes"
"The secret I've found out is not a
very dreadful one. You are in love-"
She covered her scarlet cheeks with
her hands, and presently mastering up
her courage, she said
"Yes, I am in love-"
swell, if the young fellow Is worthy
OF your love, | cannot object to that.
The only possible harm would be in your
loving some one who was undeserving."
sob, he is the best-best young
fellow in the world"
"That is just the one thing which is
open to questiG4. Your judgment can
scarcely be trusted in such a matter, and
SO | must beg you to let me act for you.
Believe me, l shall be indulgent. Come,
tell me his name"
~ can't"
"What, he has told you that he loves
you, and not let you know his name2"
"He hasn't told me that he loves me-"
"Good heavens, Kitty2 Then yon
don't know If this fellow loves you at
allg"
ooh, I'm nearly certain he loves me-"
"But does he know that you love
him2"
II don't think that he does. There's
the difficulty, you see. If could only
let him know that | love him, l think it
would be all right"
Furnivai was silent before this marvel
of ingenious simplicity.
"Well, what do you propose to do,
Kitty?" ne as-ed, after a pause.
81 don't know, quite. You see, l
should die of shame if l made any adj
and he misconstrued it, or did not
respond as | should like him to do"
ooh, l understand your delicacy, my
dear child"
"And SO have rather avoided giving
him any testimony of my affection than
make it known to him. But we can't
go on like that forever, can we?"
"Not if you want to get married."
said Furn1val, with a laugh.
"And 81 / thought that perhaps the
best ching | could do would be to write
to hlm-only l don't quite know how to
begin. Can you help me2"
sIll try, though it's a precious diff
cult job for an old bachelor to tackle.
However, We'll make the attempt. Here's
a scrap of paper" (He TOOK an old en-
velope from his pocket, tore it open and
spread it on his card-casey. "Now, how
shall we begin?-better say ssir'-there's
no knowing what he is-may be the big
gest BLACKBOARD under the SUM-
~ don't think he is" said Miss Hal
leck, in parenthesis.
"Ten to one he is, thought said Fur
nival, under his breath, and perhaps at
that moment the wish was father to the
thought. "Well, there we are-ssir'-
now, what's to come nexta"
Miss Haileck hid her face in her hands
again, was silent a minute, AMI then
murnured, trenblingly, 81 love YOU"
"Oh, hang it all, / can't write that
said FurniyaI."
.Why not, it's the truth! Aud what
else can I say2n
That was a poser.
swell" said Furnival at length, eff
it must be---let me see, what did you
saya"
II love you"
81 love you,' there it is. What
next2"
"Why that's all.n
ssThat's all?"
"What else is there to say2 If he
dones't love ME when he reads that
Halleck finished tho sentence with
sigh.
"Funniest letter I've ever written"
Furnival. ..But, Kitty he
said, 'tWhat's the use of this letter now
written2 We don't know the fellows
Miss Halleck snatched the paper out
Of his hand, threw it into the hearth aud
made for the door. Amazed at this out
burst of temper Furnival ran after her
md caught her.
81 beg you won't be angry with me-"
impiored. aYou don't know how
/ feel in this affair, dear. You
aid you couldn't tell me his name"
She hesitated a moment and then in
desperation cried:
Il can't tell you his name; but isn't it
on tbn back Of the letter you
lave been making such a middle over,
dear oil goose p
49, 1
Fnrniyal glanced ut the scrap of paper
q the hearth. The envelope hal turned
yer and he saw his own name aud adj
lress.
Then he went down on his knees and
himself more than ever q .deal
Id goose