Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1893-07-07

the matter with you. Mr. I.yle?" she
cried, as Arthur stood with eyes wide
open, looking at Miss Forsythe. For
In Miss FOrsythe he recognized the
beautiful girl he had met SO unexpect-
cdly in the morning. However, he re-
covered himself sufficiently to nvclsc
as IL nothing had happened. From
that time he found that he loved her.
She was q woman after his own heart.
But he didn't know how to tell her so
IL lie made up his mind that he cared
to marry.
And he wanted to be quite sure, he
told himself, us an excuse for waiting,
though he knew all the while that IL
/ was sure, that she was worthy CT his
love and trust. So he waited.
Then he thought some one might
come along If he dallied, and, discover
ing what q wonderful woman she was.
win the prize he coveted away from
him. He felt as If there was possible
danger in delay. But how to say what
he wanted tO-tllat was what troubled
him.
Little cold shivers went over him and
his tongue would cleavc to the roof of
his mouth. He felt sure that IL he be-
gan to propose, words would fOrsake
him and there he would stand, gasp
ing AID opening his mouth like u dying
fish.
He had been n constant visitor at
Wayne villa for several months and
he "a thinking this morning, as he
walked lcisurely up the path, that IL
he could but meet Miss TOrsythe he
would speak.
The other day she had talked so in
diligently and locked so sweet ard
shy and he had had such n beautiful
so frightened that he concluded there
wasn't any need of saying anything
Just then; perhaps it would he better
to wait a few days and trust to Provi-
dence to bring matters to q crisis.
AS he turned a bend In the path
he saw seated on a rock under s. shady
tree the object of his thoughts.
She smiled when she saw who it was
that had intruded upon her peaceful
privacy; and the poor lovesick artist
thought she had the sweetest smile lie
had ever seen. She made DON for
him and he sat down beside her.
"This is IL lovely morning for sketch
ing and I thought l would sketch some
of this beautiful scenery, but now
that 1 have found something SO much
more interesting to me and so much
more beautiful IL think I-would-
wOuld-would="
Rather talk" interrupted Miss For
sythe. with IL quizzical smile.
And the artist blusllcd like any rose
at his foolish speech.
Then there was q little silence, which
Miss Forsythe broke by saying:
Here your protcge,' as Flora
Hale came tearing down the path Ill
breall-leck speed.
"Ol, dear.." sighed the poor artist
with comical despair. II don't see why
I should be SO prosecuted. do you?
That child worries the life out of me"
II say" called out Miss Flora, While
vet u long way off, you aren't q fool,
are you?'
II hope not answered the aston
ished man. What makes YOU ask
such II question:
"Oh, cause" answered Miss Flora.
You see. 1 heard ma and Mrs. Insley
talking about you am Miss Forsyth4,
an Mrs. Insley said it was plain as
the nose on your face that you loved
her like everything, only you darsen't
say so. An ma she said you was fool
isll not to tell her am done with it.
for she'd seen as how you wanted
to for a good while, IN she said Miss
Forsythe thought her eyes of you,
an you must sre it if you wasn't u
fool, am lots more that I can't re-
member. But 1 knew you wasn't u
fool
And then this little protege smiled
lovingly up in the red, red face of the
poor artist.
He glanced at Miss Forsytlle. She
was blushing like the reddcst rose OF
summer. The sight gave him cour.
age.
Miss Forsytllc," he began. and then
he got frightened and paused.
But he mustered courage and Went
on:
DO you care anything for me:
certainly do for YOU"
Then he found himself holding OH
his hand to her and she put her HAND
in his, and then he kissed her. He Won
dered at himself and his new foun(
courage, for he kissed her again.
But the fact of his sudden bravery
was enough to make him as courageou.
as most lovers are, and he actually pu
his arm around Miss Forsythc and gave
her Il third kiss.
Miss Flora stood and watched mat
tiers with mouth and eyes wide open
taking rapid and accurate observation:
of what WAS TRANSPORTING.
Don't tell, will you,deary' said Mis-
F.orsythe, coaXingly.
mo, not for anything" answered
Flora, with a grin.
The the happy artist kissed her AM
said: YOU'RE a little angel, for you've
helped me to find out something ! have
wanted to know for Il long time"
Tl:en the little angel grinned harder
than ever.
An hour later as the artist and Mis-.
Torsythe came up to the house the,
heard Flora rchealsing the whole nj
fair to Il group of delighted children.
"Oh. but it was Just jolly!!' criet
she. "He just got awful red an kinde
rolled his eyes up to her-this way
an she was redder II he was, an pre-
tended she seen something on tn,
ground, when there wasn't a thing t