The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-12-13
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V\Vbnt won't 1Op"

you suggested JuSC HOW, ana, rs YOU
probably believe, you may be 'growcd
up You must-ha-you must look
upon me as Il sort of father, and all
that sort of thing"
You're too young to be my father"
answered Matt. ingcnuously.
"Well, say your big brother. I'm in
terestcd in you, Matt, very much inter-
estcd. and | should really like to get
TO the bottom of the mystery about
you, but we must not forget that we're
we'll, almost strangers, You know
Besides" he added, laughing again
chccrily. you are engaged to be mar
rictl. some day, to n gentleman of for
tune
Matt sprang up. with heaving bosom
and flashing eyes.
mo, ANTI she s;lit: II hate
him."
''Ilatc the beautiful Monk. of Monks
hurst. Monk, the bene:icent. Monk
the swcct-spollcn! Impo ;siblc."
"Ycs, hate him." cried Matt: land
--and-whcn he kissed ne. it made me
sick
What. did he? Actually. Kissed
you?'
AS he spoke the young man actually
felt that he should like to assault the
redoubtable Monk.
YES, he kissed mo--oncc. If he
kisses me again I'll stick something
into him, or scratch h!s face"
And Matt looked black as thunder
and set her pearly teeth angrily to-
gethcr.
"Sit down again, M0tt!'
81 shan't-if you laugh."
"Oh, Ill behave myself. Gomez
and he added, as she returned to her
place: did it make you sick when
kissed your
He was playing with fire. The girls
face changed in q moment, her eyes
melted, her lips trembled, and all her
expression became ineXpressibly soft
and dreamy. Leaning gently towards
him, she dropped her eyes, and then,
seeing his hand resting on his knee,
she took it in hers and raised it to her
lips.
II should like to marry YOU" she
said, and blushing, raised her cheek
against his shoulder
Now. our hero of the caravan was
true-hcarted young fellow and Il man
of honor. and his position had become
extremely embarrassing. He could no
longer conceal from himself the dis
cOvcry that he had made an unmis-
taxable impression on MATHS unsophs-
ticatcd heart. Hitherto he had looked
upon her as Il sort of enfant terrible.
n very rough diamond: now he realized,
with Il shock of surprise and self
reproach. that She possessed, whether
"growcd up or not, much of the Sus-
ccpubilitN of grown up youug ladies.
1t was clear that his duty was to dis
cnchant her as speedily us possible,
seeing that the discovery of the hope
| lcssncss of her attachment might if
delayed, cause her no little unhappi-
| ness.
| In the meantime he suffered her to
nestle to him. lie did not like to
shake her off roughly, or to say any
thing unllind. lie glanced round into
her face; the eyes were still east down,
and the checks were suffused with Il
warm. rich light, which softencd the
| great freclilcs and made her complex
ion look, according to the image which
suggested itself to jIis mind. like a nice
ripe pear. She was certainly very
| pretty. He glanced down ut her hands,
which rested in her lap. and again
|
cate and small. Her foot, which he
next inspected, he could not crticisc,
for the boots she wore would have been
Il good fit for William Jones But the
whole outline of her figure, in spite of
the hidcous attire she wore. was fine
and symmetrical, and altogether
His inspection was interrupted by
the girl herself. Starting as from Il
delightful trance, she sprang to her
feet and cried:
II can't stop no longer. I'm going. "
But the picture, Matte" said Brink
ley, rising also "Shan't finish it to-
day?"
II can't wait. William Jones wants
to send me Il message over to Pencrocs,
and if don't go he'll scold."
Very well, Matt
but III come" she said, smiling,
tomorrow; and I'll come in my Sun
day clothes, somehow
Don't trouble. On reflection, I
think You look nicer as You are"
She lifted up her hat from the ground,
and still hcsitated as she put it on.
Upon my word"' cried the artist:
chose Welsh hats are very becoming
Good-by, Matt"
She took his outstretchcd hand and
waited an instant, with her warm,
| brown check in profile tcmptingly near
| his lips. Bat he did not Weld to the
temptation, and after moments fur
| Their hesitation, in which fear she be-
traycd some little disappointment,
Matt released her hand and sprang
hurricdly away.
Upon my word, muttered the young
man, as he watched her figure receding