Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1893-04-14

titia over pair of gold-rimmed
S-lasses.
rst out for little walk, auntie.
:, so delicious" says Letitia,
lost engaging smile. She is
A;;hat an awful thing it will
tie forbids her to go out to-
4 days, and Jack waiting for
Fthe top of the meadow.
Now once for all, Letitia, let this
ys0e understood between us" said Miss
Z cambridge; "there Is to be no inter-
course between this house and that of
The Court. You may think l am too
old to hear things; but there you are
wrong. | have heard good deal late
ly about young Hardinge, who has just
returned to The Court after his fathers
titia, that you so far forgot yourself as
to dance with him n fortnight ago at
the Mainwarings' little"
"Hop," suggests Letitia, who is too
| frightened by her aunt's allusion to
the young master of The Court to re-
member her society manners.
"Hop How dare you use such a
word?" cried Miss cambridge. Good
heavens! The manners of this pres
emit day Now, Letitia, hear me. 1t
seems you did dance with this OBJ
| jectionable young man at the Main
warnings ball. Perhaps you could
not help that. But knowing as you do
of the fcud that has lasted for fifty
years between their house and ours,
trust you have too mnch respect for
me--for your name--to recognize
Hardinge anywhere"
"But what has he--er-" nervously,
..what have they all done?" asks Le'
titia, her eyes on the marble pavement
| of the hail. her heart at the top OF the
meadow.
Good graciousl if auntie only knew
that she had been meeting Jack
every day for the past fortnight-evei
since that long dance, indeed, when
| when-well, he wouldn't dance with
anyone but her. And it is all such non
sense, too A rubbishy old story about
\ right of way that happened fifty
| years ago-ang Jack the dearest, dear
z est fellow!
II refuse to go into it," says Miss
cambridge, with dignity. at suffice'
to say that this young mans grand
father once behaved in the crosses
fashion to your grandfathcr-my,
with a sigh, ''sainted father. If yo,
are going out, trust that if you NEE
the present owner of The Court, you
will not so much as acknowledge ii
presence
II sha'n't bow to him, auntie," say
Lettia, in very small voice,
Devastation OF herself and her duplic
ity is still raging in her heart whel
she meets Jack Hardinge in the oil
trysting-place. She had certainly prom
ised her aunt not to bow to him. Well
she doesn't; she only filings herself int
his arms glad young arms, that clos
fondly round her!
''Oh, Jack, she's getting worse thar
ever. She was simply raging abou
YOU as / came out really though
she was going to forbid me to come a
all. She says you're an objectionabl
young manl'
''Ohl | say" says Hardinge, "wha
have | done TO be called names Xix
that?"
Nothing, nothingw cries Letitia
finging her arms about in despairin
protest, except that your grand
father once punched my grandfather
nose"
swell, I'm awfully sorry" says Han
dinge, and they both laugh. "Woul
1t do any good do you think, if wer
TO go down now and apologize for m
exceedingly rude old forbear?"
'sfs shouldn't advise you to try it,
says Lctitia.
''But what are we to do, then?" say
Jack, his arm round her.
They are sitting on the grass safel
hidden behind a clump of young trees
The sun is shining madly on their heads
the birds are singing on every brancl
It's May--delightful May, the lover
month--aud the hottest May that hg
been known for years.
7 II don't know" says Letitia, wit
deep dependence.
ats such beastly folly" say
Hardinge, presently, in an impatier
tone. .'lf were fool, or poor maI
or reprobate; buS I'm not-am
now2a
..ob. MOI, says Letitia. She ereeT
\ closer to aim, and encircles h