Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1893-04-11

Indeed am not; am alwavs .~,,.s
iui,' and ne tlnewa world Of Counterfeit
cenderness Into the dark eyes he turned
Itwas oiiiy sstep nom that to soma.
thing more--and he took it.
Holding her soft, white hand in bis
miss Blanche, am growing very
tired OF lonely life. Iwant some ons
70 share my griefs and joys. Will Won
be my wifey' 'oa
.heally-i-hardly know" she began
a. mat moment gay voices were heard
coming IN their direction, and she draw
ner hand away from his CLASP,
In another moment the iive,v ror+,,
were IN sight, and he had only time to
murmur q will write tomorrow--will
you replyY
yes and presently the cool, retired
pace was invaded by the merrymakers.
ana Laurence Weston beat hastv re.
treat. ~
The next day be wrote the two letters
ne mad promised-for he was man Of
his word. -
10 Miss Sturtevant he wrote this:
DEAR MISS BLANcHE-I wish to ano,o-
gre toyou for some remarks l made IN vo,,
last night, and to say that have changed nv
unna concerning the matter spoke of. It was
really OF no consequence, and I beg you will
nvs sise IL any thought 1t was only an idle
quession' which merely amounted to nothing
and In fact the cause which existed for m % -
quest no longer exists. Please treat the whole
anair as q joke. and oblige, Yours.
L. WESTON.
On another sheet of the fine cream
note paper he always used he wrote to
Miss Wellington thus
| DEAR MISS BLANoHE-Had time perm,tted
last night should have urged you to accent
ny nahu ana heart. But the crowd was so
great and the opportunity for private con ver.
satlon SO limited that 1t was impossible You
promised to write to me-may hope for a IA
vorable answer II So please appoint time for
| me 10 call and tell you all would say mora
fully than ] can commit it to paper. Yours.
L. WESTON.
There" as he folded both letters and
placed them in their envelopes, 81 feel
sure of her reply"
This was in the morning. and in the
evening Fred Bent dropped in, as was
his custom.
For a few moments the two men
smoked in silence.
Then there was knock on the door,
4 which Mr.. Weston answered.
When he came back into the room he
held in his hand two letters.
"If You will excuse me, Fred, i will
read these" he said.
"Oh, certainly-go ahead. From the
fair charmers, suppose"
Laurence Weston opened the letters al
random.
The first read like this:
DEAR Mr.. WEsToN-Although your propose
was a great surprise to me- for always though
you were not a marrying man. can say that
am inclined to regard it-and you-favorably
Ii you will call tomorrow at 10 | shall be glat
to receive you. Yours,
BLANCHE STURTEvANT.
Blank dismay was pictured on hi
features as he opened the other, ant
read
DEAR SIR-It is entirely immaterial to M
whether your language of last night was jok
or not, and no apologies are necessary. ALLOW
me to advise you, though, that in well regu
lated society such jokes are considered insult
to a woman. Yours,
BLANCHE WELLINGTON.
Whats the matter, Laurie? You
look as though you had had shock,
said Bent.
80 have. Here, read these" and h
pushed the letters toward his friend.
| Bent read them.
Then he burst into hearty laughter.
what are you laughing att" asket
Weston.
"Ha, ha! Because really, old fellow
| can't helpit It's too good-well, if i
isn't rich. Did you mean to do it?'
, "Mean to do whatY'
.Can you ask me?" said Bert, tragic
ally, waving the two sheets of scente'
note paper in the air.
"What have | done? For heaven
sake tell me if you can, Fred"
SIS it possible that you don't know
You are not very shrewd, Laurie, or els
you are in love, and love, you know, i
'proverbially blind"
"Go on" said Laurence impatiently.
"Why, man alive, you put your letter
in the wrong envelopes, as near as cal
see."
A sudden ray of intelligence darte'
over Weston's face.
81 believe l did," he said ruefully
; "and see what scrape | have drawn m,
devoted head into"
could you make it up with Mis-
Wellington
II feel sure could. But Miss Sturte
want has practically accepted me, an
see how l must insult her.
"And yet" unused Fred, ''you ough
t to explain to Miss Wellington"
Il know it," distractedly, but II d.
| must also explain to Miss Sturtevant.
"Now, honestly, Laurie, do you car
anything for either oneY'
mo, honestly, Fred, like and admir-
one as much as the other"
3 "Why not give them both up%
/ "And get into the mire deeper than
( am? Besides am determined to MARI
r one of them"
"Well," said Bent, rising to go, Il al
sorry for you, Laurie. This Is VIVA
YOUR assurance and sound common sens
have brought you to- For my part. pre-
I fer romance. Goodby, old fellow.
"Goodby," came mournfully from th
S depths of the easy chair.
, At the door Bent halted.
81 say, Laurie, | might help you ou'
, might marry one of them. or
: "If you only would; but which oner
/ save, that's it," echoed Bent; as |,
closed the door and went down the MAJ
: and the evening breezes wafted %
3 words back, That's the rub-Whic
: one?"-Agnes L. Pratt in Boston Gioo'