The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1893-08-23

That taunt made him wild. He
set his teeth together very hard and
turned on his heeland staIked away.
As he walked down the half street,
half lane, that separated the strag-
Cling houses of The village he was
in a bitter mood.
When Jon get over being a boy. .
she said. Was he then mere
"boy?" No.. he was not. lie would
show her that he was not to be
trifed with He would go back to
her straight and tell her that if she
ever meant to be his she must say
SO now
He turned shortly round and be-
gan to retrace his steps. AS he did
so he heard the sound of wheels be-
hind him. They came nearer aud
nearer, and as he moved to the road
side to make way for the vehicle.
his rival swept by in a single buggy,
to which were attached two we'll
matched bays.
"Hellow, Jack, can I give you a
lift?' asked Dick Mays pleasantly,
as he pulled up his team and turned
the buggy half about.
mo thanks" answered Jack sud
denly.
Dick lifted his brows and scanned
Jacks face in amazement, and then,
without saying more picked up his
lines, touched the "off-' horse lightly
with the silken tassel of his bright
now whip, and went bowling on
down the lane.
Jack stood awkwardly by the
road side and watched the vehicle
until he saw it draw up at Mr.. Dot
sons little white gate.
81 thought so, he muttered.
"That's the reason she didn't insist
on my staying, but Eli put and end
to this before the day is overl' and
the fiery, variable youth, who had
commenced the day so radiantly
happy, hanging the hammock for
his sweet heart, now jumped the
fence nearest him and stalked across
the field of wheat, vengefully crush
ing the life out of many tiny stalks
as he thrust his heels down hard
upon them.
Nettie lay quite still in the ham
mock for some minutes after Jack
left. Her little foot stuck out over
the gay fringe at the edge of her
plant couch. She was thinking
and her red lips formed themselves
into pretty pout. At last she said
something aloud. She gave utter
ance to her thoughts.
"I wonder if he thinks 1 am go.
ing to be milksop just to please
him?" she said. "His conduct is in
cxcusable; and he can't stay in a
pleasant frame of mind two minutes
at time. OF course, L tease the
dear fellow terribly" she admitted,
"but we have known each other SO
long he ought to understand me
better"
cam l intruding upon a private
interview" inquired strong, man
ly voice close to her.
81 came in time to hear you talk
ing vigorously to some unseen
sprite or being. Who was it-a
wandering wood nymph?"
She blushed and said:
"Why, was l speaking2 L sup
posed was only thinking"
"Well never mind, your secret is
safe, whatever it was. You were
speaking but could not have un-
derstood you even if L had tried;
your tones were very low. l want
to change the subject. What do
say to ride. 1 have my bays paw
ing up the road in frontof the house,
and 1 am as inpatient as they are to
get ont and meet the breeze this
most beautiful morning"
eyes, shall be delighted. Wait
until l can get a light wrap and
will be with you," and she ran into
the house, and was soon out again
and seated beside Dick Mays, while
the bays whirled them rapidly
along the cool country road.
They did not see Jack in the vii
lage, nor did they see him as they
drove along through the heavy for
est that stretched away to the north
of the little town. But Jack saw
them as he stood behind big oak
tree with his right hand supported
by the shotgun with which he had
aimlessly started out after squirrels.
1t was not Nettie's fault that Dick
Mays leaned over very close to her,
as they drove through those dark
shades and whispered fondly in her
ear. She merely laughed at what