Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1894-04-21
VERY, but rather cool for the sea.

rain, which was slow in coming"
"Possibly-or rather It does not
look probable to me-"
Having delivered herself OF this
brilliant speech, she arched her neck
with extravagant courtesy to exam.
inc the clouds.
1--WE had thunder last week." con.
tinued the young man, desperately.
us 1t necessary" retOrted Miss
st. John, "thatyou should turn your.
self into weather bureau and give
me reports Of what has been2 sup
pose that we should confine ourselves
to the present or future"
There Is no future for me-" said
her companion, sadly. Then flip
PANTY, as II anxious to recall his
words, he added:
Don't you think there is a limit
to the-weather for o TOPPER Sup.
pose we try something else."
I'VE have talked long enough"
returned the young woman, severely.
II prefer to read" And she reso-
lutely opened the novel.
us It Interestingly" he persisted,
after pause.
Intensely"
ut must be rather difficult to read
upside down. Is that an acrobatic
feat you have learned to accomplish
in the four years Of my absence?'
ut goes without saying that the
same length Of time has not improved
your manners. said Miss st.
John.
Mr.. Dennison accepted in silence
the reproof OF his companion, but
after moment Of hesitation he left
his seat and ensconced himself in the
one directly facing her.
"In little while" he whispered,
disregarding her glance Of angry toll
GRAFTON, "the train will reach Holy.
head, and like thistle.downs we shall
be blown apart, perhaps never to meet
again. We were very good frieuds-
once-but, Of course that Is oil over,
and you cordially detest me. Just Mt
this moment you are wishing me
away"
II did not say so," exclaimed the
girl, with flashing eyes.
II thought" he continued, that
to pass away the time and enable you
to forget your antagonism to my
presence you might like to hear the
plot OF one OF my stories. Possibly
you remember that wrote o book
occasionally"
Eyes" she seemed to force the
words from her lips-"I remember
that. 1t Is very obliging In you to
entertain me. What Is your plot?"
Mr.. Dennison began to count OF
on his fingers his dramatic personne.
There IL Miss Maude Vivian
heiress.
"Mr. Henry Dubois-a poverty.
stricken artist.
"Mr. John Halifax-very hand.
some, very rich and nothing in par.
ticular.
"Scene--Central Africa"
"Your scene Is preposterons and
your combination OF characters i'm.
probable" complained Miss St. John.
Truth Is not necessary In fiction, b"
responded the story teller.
"Oblige me, then, by not romano.
ing any more than Is absolutely
necessary"
"Nliss Vivian was fair and lovable.
Consequently when she met Mr.. Du.
bois ut lawn party he fell in love
with her and she reciprocated his at.
lection.
"a lawn party in Central Africa -
expostulated the young lady. Pray
are you telling me romance among
the Manyemas?"
1.-THE color OF the skin IL immater.
ial," replied Mr.. Dennison, "but as
you object to Africa will call 1t Eu.
rope-England will do. All went
we'll with the lovers until, like the
snake In the Garden Of Eden, a third
person stepped in, Mr.. John Halifax.
Well, one cannot blame Miss Vivian
II she preferred the corn and wine OF
Egypt to love in cottage with pow.
erty."
There was pause, which Miss st.
John broke by exclaiming irritably
"You are not entertaining ut all.
Your story Ia not worth writing. No
publisher would accept It,"
"Why not?" politely. "Have
you never known OF similar caseT'
mo, never, except In some absurd
story"
"By and BY" continued the young
man, "Mr. Dubois decided to win OF
lose 1t ALL He asks Miss Vivian to
marry him ut once and share his
modest income, which Is, however, q
sure one. He-made fool OF him.
SELF"
"Most men do" murmured the
girl.
"That is true, otherwise women
would not care for them; but in this
case the lady shared his folly"
"In what way?"
"She threw aside loyal heart"
Probably she had good reason fol
so doing"
"It occurs to me that you espouse
her cause very warmly"
Possibly the young man was over
bearing and impertinent. She very
properly declined to be q slave. 1t Ia
o Briton's privilege"
~ grant 1t. But suppose that Du'
bois loved her deeply and truly; that
realizing that he had spoken hastily
and regretted 1t, and wrote her let
ter full OF entreaties for pardon
which he sent by mail with buncl
Of Parma violets."
"Well ?" whispered Miss st. John
"well?" It was easy to see that she
was ut last deeply interested.