San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-11-09
WTNSONES LOVE STORY
By MARY KYLE DALLAS.

Musee," where Queen Victoria and the
solemnly that Winsome feels sure that
they know all about it. Even in the re
freshment room the benevolent waXen
baron who sits leaning on his cane ap
pears to her about to reprimand her
The musicians play she knows not what
The music seems to her to be wedding
march.
"Oh, Jack, did really do it? | never
would have believed it Of myself" she
whispers, and he answers:
Yes, wifelet, and you can't undo ii
now, you know" The boy just escaped
from college feels wonderfully impor.
tant. He talks great deal.
IF it were not for old Hokypoky, I'd
carry you off with me-" he says. Yes, ]
would. Ihave the right-the legal right
you know"
But you promised to let me go home.
and that might keep silent until you
came home" she pleads.
"Oh, | know, but l wouldn't keep my
promise if could help it." He chatter
on: But, you see, everything is in the
hands of executors and people of that
sort, and Hokypoky has been appointed
to conduct me on the tour as if
couldn't conduct myself. He's a very
good fellow no doubt, but he'll not be a
lively companion-all bones and blue
spectacles and erudition. Icould drown
him and disguise you in his things, sup.
pose. Still those would be desperate
measures.
Winsome feels that Jack is the wit
test of men. Their laughter peals
through the room like chime of bells,
and a prudent matron, with two prope,
daughters hanging like baskets to hel
sharp elbows, puts up her long handled
glass and looks at Winsome disapprov-
ingly. When she turns her back, Jack
initiates her, holding the top of his little
cane to his eye, and WinsOme smothers
herself with her handkerchief in vain.
Once more they are in the street. What
do they not admire? What do they not
talk about? 1t is to be hoped that ices
and sugar plums cannot harm, they eat
so many, but when Jack begins to talk
about his voyage Winnie grows sad.
Il shall leave you so much more hap
PLY now that you are mine" he says.
And to me it will be so much harder
now to part" she thinks, but does not
say. She cannot get a letter for whal
seems to her a long, long while. He vii.
write on the passage, keeping sort OF
diary, and post it at once. He will tell
her where to write. She must be as jolly
as possible and never fret, and she must
take care of her certificate and of hel
ring, which she says she will not weal
because Cousin Penelope would ask ques
tiOns.
Suddenly Winsome looks at her little
chatelaine watch.
"Oh, Jack" she cries, Il do not be
lieve we shall be able to catch the boat.
They run for the elevated roul: they
climb the steps; miss one train; take thc
next; descend at Christopher street; risk
their lives in lodging drays and express
wagons; fly across the wharf and see the
only boat for Long Dock just out Of
jumping distance.
Winsome wrings her hands. Jack
laughs at her.
Poor Cousin Penelope" says Win
some. "She is so apprehensive, so nerv-
Gus. She will be frightened to death
about me-"
I'll telegraph to her." says Jack
"Tell her | am going to Cousin SUsy
Hayland's," WinsOme says, and Jack tel
egraphs to that effect at the nearest Of
fee. But we won't go there now" he
declares. "Ill take you to supper and
to the theater. We must have lots to
remember while we are apart, and the
moments are too blissful to waste, and
Cousin Susy is a good natured soul, who
never makes fr1ss about anything" So
WinsOme consents.
They have supper in little room by
themselves, and the play is ''RomeO and
Juliet" Juliet is a childish debutante,
and the Romeo is handsome All the
rest (happily) matters not to our two
newly welded lovers. Whenever the
lights are turned down, they clasp hands.
At last it is over, and after a long, lin
gering walk they stand at Cousin Susys
door.
"Oh, my darling, must | leave you
signs Jack as he rings the bell.
"Oh, cannot bear it, Winsome sObs.
They look up at the house. 1t is per-
fectly dark. Jack rings again. A win
dow i'll the next house is showed up.
Somebody for Mrs. Hayland?" asks
voice.
Eyes, maam," replies Jack.
"She went away early this morning to
pay visit, said the voice. up to her
folks. Said she mightn't be back for a
week"