San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-03-31

together.
Kerr stood before the fire III his favor.
lite posture. His face was red, his jacket
was red. He produced the effect of a
great unmeaning daub of scarlet in a
genre-mauvais genre-picture.
The big BOBBY grew embarrassed with
himself. The quiet presence of this
young girl abashed him. He knew that
his suit was an insult to her. He saw
that she did not appreciate his feet and
inches. Neither his cheeks, nor his
shoulders, nor his calves touched hef
heart. His vanity had been hurt, and
he felt spiteful triumph that she was
in his power.
This morning he was ashamed of him
self. 1t is grievOus thing that men
cannot go to bed tipsy and wake up
without headaches and with self respect.
Perhaps it will be different when chaos
comes again.
Kerr felt disguised with himself. and
embarrassed. He wanted to talk to
cover his awkwardnesS. He did not
know what to say. The complaint is
not uncommon.
Il suppose she knows it's fine day.
and won't thank me for telling her" he
thought "Vaughan's trip up the river
that's talked out. | made the pun
about Esopus and Esop's fables that
Rawdon got off last night, and she
didn't laugh. wish had Jack Andres
tongue. l have half mind to cut it
out of him-the dashed whipper snap
per - for trying to get her to fiirt
with him yesterday. l suppose l ought
to be making love now. But she has
never let me come near enough to make
what l call love. Well. l must say
something. Here goes! Ahem! Lucy
Miss Lucy"
"sir."
ats a very fine day
Very"
"a most uncommonIy fine day for this
doosed climate"
No reply.
I'D box the dumb things ears if she
was Mrs. K, thought the major But
she sha'n't silence me. Ill give her an
other chance. Ahem Miss Lucy!
Wouldn't you like to stroll out and take
the air.
mo, thank you. Do not let me de-
tain you"
Il say, you know, we're to be married
tomorrow. You needn't be so Internally
distant"
MY mother wishes me to join her
with the dressmakers."
We'll, you won't come, you won't"
says Kerr, taking himself off in dud-
geon.
He walked out upon the lawn. The
air was nine oxygen azOte of the purest
proof. He swallowed it boozily, as if it
were six water grog.
Lucy hied to the trysting place, where
the arch plotter was waiting amid pans
and dishes
''Oh, Voltaire, tell me-" she cried.
And here tears interrupted her and
gushed as if she intended to use the
biggest pan for a lachrymatory.
Don't cry, Miss Lucy" the old fellow
says. "It's good news
At which she only wept the more.
Without much knowledge of the
chemistry of tears, Voltaire saw that
spending them relieved and Gained the
young lady. Meanwhile, to be talking
on Indifferent subjects until her first
burst was over, he said: Il saw Major
Scrammel at Fishkill, Miss Lucy. He
asked after your health"
Il am obliged to him." The name
seemed to act like dash of cold water.
These majors fatigued her. Scrammel
Yankee, limerick Hessian, Kerr Brit
ish-she liked none of them. She began
to feel disgust for the grade
MY father" she said, with her whole
heart in the word; tell me of him. He
has not forgotten me. He loves me.
He will save me from this-this"- A
sob drowned the epithet.
HE loves you dearly" Voltaire re.
sponded.
"Lub, he still pronounced the precious
word. He brought his two thick lips to
gether to sound the final "b' instead Of
lightly touching his upper teeth against
his lower lip and breathing out I've" final
This great fact of love established
with all its sequel by a single word
Lucy, womanlike, desired to know tina
this dear new lover no longer misunder
stood her. She must be satisfied tina
she stood right in his esteem before sh
could take thought of her own dangers
You told him" she said eagerly, tina
was not an unnatural daughter-onl,
deceived and deluded by this cruel VIC
mann
Tears had started again as she though
of the misery he must have suffered TO
her disloyalty. But indignation at he
mother burned them up, and she close
her sentence sternlv