The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1893-03-09

"When we left we were absolutely
lifeless--she with overwork, with en-.
nui. We went south to the gulf. We
were quite too listless to think If some
one would plan out a day, even an hour,
for us, we were happy. One of us would
say to the other:
"'What are you going to do?'
"'I haven't decided. What will you
do?
"'I haven't made up my mind
"sI believe I'll walk on the pier and
wait for an idea
"'Oh, then, SO will l.
"There were men about too. One
perhaps forty years old-took fancy to
me. They teased me about him, and
hadn't even ambition to retaliate-just
let them tease. At first had mild in.
tention Of transferring him to Miss
Brown Nhey would have made nico
match), but it proved too much trouble.
He would do anything for me and moth
ing for her, and we needed some man to
devise amusement and do the talking
for us. He tried to make us promise to
return some time, although we hadn't
spoken of going. He persisted in trying
to make us promise, and we were too
inert to oppose him. So one day when
he was out in boat we stepped on board
steamboat and went up to North Car
olina.
Beautiful countryl Oh, the flowers
on the North Carolina hills! began to
appreciate the scenery, and Miss Brown
became SO sprightly she alarmed me. I
told her if she couldn't help growing
younger so fast should have to send
home for an older chaperon. Then we
drifted about to other places-Sparkling
Springs last and longest. We staid at
private hotel-fine old southern house
in perfect preservation--magnolias and
cape jasmine and pickaninnies. While
I think of it let me warn you il you ever
go south be careful. You will think
every man you meet is In love with you
they are all so devoted.
"There was one man at our hotel.
When say man mean one who takes
your breath away. There were plenty
of apologies for men and several women
worth looking at. There was n young
widow with pensive air and reper-
tory of touching allusions to her dear
husband, which were very fetching.
She had more men about her than any
woman in the house; in fact, she could
command all of them except the one /
spoke of.
"When l arrived he was dancing o
good natured attendance on young ma
tron unhappily married and exceedingly
pretty, infantile type, theatrical tend
ency to pose. She had wrapped her.
self about him like vine and gave him
daily bulletins of her troubles. Just
think of it! How can womanp And
what did that man do but come and re-
peat all her condolences to mel
"'Do not tell me- would beg. 4 do
not care to hear her private affairs
Neither do L. he would laugh. 4
think you might share the burden of
woe which she thrusts upon me-
"After came perhaps he neglected
her or broke some of the tendrils she had
fastened upon him. 1t was only natural
that he should show me about little,
all the other men being occupied with
the widow. He was merely trying to
keep me from stagnation, I'm sure. 1t
was absurd for her to grow jealous, but
she did, and she married woman! Visi-
bly, jealous! Perfectly preposterous, es-
pecially when there was nothing between
us. Were only amusing each other;
only passing away the time-the days
were 80 long and delightful"
AS she spoke she kept nervously twist.
ing ring which had never before no.
ticed on her hand.
when did you get that?" l asked.
ooh, he gave it to me-" smiling.
80 you are engaged. Please tell me
what he is like?"
"You shall see for yourself. He said he
would come on this winter"
"Then there will be another wedding
at Rose Hip
"What do you mean% with archine
brows and surprised eyes. II do not ex.
pect him-he said SO; that was ALL"
"You mean that you do not care 70,
him to conner"
To this she would make no reply, only
looked at me in mocking way, and
rose to go. We climbed the hill arm In
arm. and jumped into the cart and was
about to touch the pony with the whir
when she leaned over, placed her hand
on the back of the seat and whispered:
call that talk about Father Time is Q
mistake. They ought to say Mothe,
Time. always knew Time was wom
an because-time-will
She picked up her skirts with on,
hand, threw me kiss with the othe,
and ran into the house. My eyes ani
thoughts followed her until tug at tn,
reins apprised me that pony had started
for home on his own accord, delicatel,
intimating that an afternoon call should
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