The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-01-25

me.
He drew me within his arm and made
| me talk to him, and told me all about
his travels, and l listened entranced.
| was sublimely happy with him, and
| quite cast down when he told me to go
to bed; but of course l submit tied
meekly.
He drew me closer to him and kissed
me, just as if l belonged to him, and
said, SO tenderly: ''God keep you, dear"
hat the tears came into my eyes again,
and thought how horrid it would be
| tomorrow when he left me, and most
likely l would never see him again.
We did not leave by an early train
the next day. Mr.. Lockwood laughed,
and said he wasn't going to give me up
so soon, and asked me if l wanted to
go. l was standing by him then, as he
looked over some train paper, and he
had his arm round me.
l shook my head. "No." 1 said, slow
ly, only am bother to you
You are no bother, Irene"
He put back the curls from my fore
head in a wistful sort of way, and half
sighed; then he drew my head against
him, and kissed me-
"You bonnie, little clinging thing"
he said. softly. II wish 1 could keep
you always. How would you like that?"
Very much" said |, promptly, If
mother were here too" -
He did not answer that, but held me
to him for two or three minutes with
out word. Then he told me to go and
put on my hat, and he would take me
out.
What red-letter day that was for
me!
Mr.. Lockwood showed me the cathe-
dral, and the statue of Jeanne d. Arc,
and other interesting things, and
seemed to me to know all about every
thing. In the late afternoon we W ent
on to Paris, where we had dinner, and
then took train for Arcajon.
We were travelling the best part of
the night, and when I got sleepy my
friend took me in his arms and pill.
lowed my head on his breast, and l
slept a child's cloudless sleep He
woke me with a soft: Irene, darling"
and a kiss, and l found we were close
to Arcajon.
What time is it?'' ] asked.
1.-TWO in the morning, pretty one; but
I can't take you to the convent at this
time; we must go to hotel first
l was glad; it was respite. But l
looked up earnestly into his face.
'You are sure l don't bother you?" l
said.
''Quite-quite sure. pretty one" I
shall never forget his smile as he said
this.
He certainly meant it, for he didn't
at all like giving me up, nor did like
leaving him.
Il suppose" he said about eight
o'clock, II mast take you TO the con-
vent We will say our good-by here,
Irene"
He took me on his knee and folded
me close to him. and I hid my face.
wanted to hide from him that / was
crying But he kissed the tears away,
and said perhaps we should meet again
some day; and l said presently: 'Oh,
/ hope we shall! Oh, if 1 could ever do
anything for you-you have been SO
good to me-"
What would you do for me. blue
eyes?" he asked, smiling down on me.
"Anything!" said, with all my heart
In the words. Indeed - indeed, l
would!'
well, my child-some day I may
ask you for something"
''Oh, won't you tell me now-onlv-"
Ny face fell. II am so little. What
can / DOE"
You have done a great deal al
ready" he said, tenderly; "much more
than you think. No, l will tell you
by and by. Kiss me now. Irene; we
must say good-by for the present"
threw my arms around his neck
and kissed him with chiId's frank
affection and gratitude, and presently
he put me down, and taking my hand
led me away 10 the convent He would
not give me his address that mother
might write and thank him, but he
asked for my address, and gave me,
before we parted, lovely gold cross
which he told me to wear always, 10
keep his memory green. Il should I
never, never forget you-without that"
] said.