Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1894-03-22

win the prize he coveted away from
him. He felt as II there was possible
danger In delay.
But how TO say what he wanted to-
that was what troubled him.
Little cold shivers went over him and
his tongue would cleave to the roof Of
his mouth. He felt sure that II he be-
gan 10 propose words would forsalse
him, and there he would stand, gasp
ing and opening his mouth like dying
fish.
He had been O constant visitor 10
Wayne villa for several months, and
he was thinking this morning, as he
walked leisurely up the path, that IL
he could but meet Miss Forsythe ho
would speak.
As he turned a bend in the path he
saw seated on q rock under u shady
tree the object of his thoughts.
She smiled when she saw who IL was
that had intruded upon her peaceful
privacy; and the poor, lovesick artist
thought she had the sweetest smile he
had ever seen. She made room for nim
and he sat down beside her.
This is a lovely morning for sketch
ing, and thought would sketch some
of this beautiful scenery, but now that
l 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 quizzlcal smile.
And the artist blushed like any rose
at his foolish speech.
Then there was little silence, which
Miss Forsythe broke by saying:
Here comes your protege," as Flora
Hale came tearing down the path at
breakneclS speed
with comical despair. III don't see
why should be so prosecuted, do you?
That child worries the life out OF me. q"
III say" called out Miss Flora, while
yet a long way off, you aren't fool,
are you2"
~ hope not" answered the aston
ished man. What makes you ask such
question:
30, cause" answered Miss Flora.
"You see, heard ma and Mrs lnsley
talking about you an Miss Forsythc,
an Mrs. Insley said IL was as plain as
the nose on your face that you loved
her like everything, only you darcn't say
SO. An ma she said you was foolish
not 10 tell her an done with it, for
she'd seen how you wanted 10 for u
good while, an she said Miss Forsyth0
thought her eyes Of you, an you must
see IL II you wasn't fool, an lots moro
that | can't remember. hut | knew
you wasn't fool"
And then this little protege smiled
lovingly up in the red, red face OF the
poor artist.
lie glanced at Miss Forsythe. She
was blushing like the reddest rose OF
summer The sight gave him courage.
Miss Forsythe," he began, and then
he got frightened and paused.
But he mustered courage and went
on:
DO you care anything for mo2 | cer-
tainly do for you"
Then he found himself holding out
his nand to her, and she put her hand
in his, and then he kissed her. lie
wondered at himself and his new-found
courage, for he kissed her again.
But the fact of his su dden bravery
was enough 10 make him as courageous
as most lovers are. and he actually put
his arm around Miss Forsythe and gave
her n third kiss.
Miss Flora stood and watched mat.
ters with mouth and eyes wide open,
taking rapid and accurate observations
of what was transpiring.
Don't tell, will you, dear?" said
Miss Forsythe, coaxingly.
mo, not for anything" answered
Flora, with grin.
An hour later as the artist and Miss
Forsythe came up TO the house, they
heard Flora rehearsing the whole af.
fair to a group of delighted children.
20, but it was just jolly!'' cricI he.
He just got awful red an kinder
rolled his eyes up TO her-this way; an
she was redder N he was, an pretended
she seen something ON the ground
when there wasn't u thing to see; an
he says: 4 love you more'n tongue can
TELL an stuck his hand right ouI
lords her-so-an' she took hold of it an
then he kissed her again, an then he
stuck out both his arms--this way-an
hugged her, an then he kissed me an
called me an angel"-here 1.-THE angel
stopped TO titter-"an' as near as ca
make out he'd never have said nothin
II l hadn't helped him, cause he's 4
man, an men are 'fraid of women"
The artist and his companion looked
at each other and laughed
just then up came Mr. Wayne ant
startled him by clapping him on the
back, saying:
Hello, old fellowi Why, what IL
the world is the matter with you?"
Nothing" said Arthur, recovering
himself.
: Well, 1t was but a few weeks till
l Miss Forsytho became Mrs Lyle, anS
{ Mr., Clifton Wayne cannot comprehen
, how Arthur overcame his hatred fol-
| girls. Francis Lee Hare
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