The Forrest City times., 1894-04-13

flowers. Great hardy jacks crowded out the dainty tea roses, while violets nestled lovingly in their bed of leaves. Near the window stood Daisy's favorite chair, and the second volume of the book she still held in her hand, thrown carelessly on the floor. showed she had left her nook hastily.
 As Will took in these details his eye rested upon Daisy. To him she was the sweetest picture in the room. Her dark. curly hair was pushed carelessly back from her white forehead, and her hands were clasped behind her head as she leaned back in big chair talking lazily to Winthrop. One tiny boot was thrust forward and tapped the floor gently as she spoke A few pale roses were fastened to the white folds of her collar, and one nestled in the dark masses of her hair
 Mir. Garland did not come in until five o'clock, so although Will had come intending to stay only an hour, it was well past six when he walked back 70 his hotel. In his mind he saw the pretty face he had just left
 The next day Mir. Garland left for short stay at his home in Virginia. Will had cordial invitation to step in any time and see his daughter. After his last visit Winthrop thought he had done his duty and stayed away three whole days. On the fourth he recon sidered Mir Garland's invitation, and on the fifth yielded.
 Then began again the old story of Eve tempting Adam. After his fall Winshrop was constant visitor at the Garland's pretty home. Soon it became known to every one that the handsome lieutenant was suitor for the hand of the southern beauty. Every day promptly at two Winthrop would ap- pear on his well-groomed horse, leading a pretty bay by the bridle. In a few minutes Daisy would step out in her stylish habit, and off they would ride.
 About two months after Lieut.. Winthrop was sitting in large arm chair before the fire and evidently in deep thought. Suddenly he addressed the fire thus
 'See here, old man. you're in love. No use denying it. Here you sit grumbling and wondering what to do. and there is only one course for yor to take. Bless her heart, she has always seemed glad to see me whenever came. Yes! by George, I will try my fate tonight"
 After making this resolution Will put on his hat and went out Strolling sr< ko l,,L hc xn,hi envelope addressed in the hand he knew so well.
 ''I shall be very glad to nave you spend the evening with us, as papa is coming home"-so ran Miss Garland's note-''and he is to bring a particular friend, Mir: Lane, to spend few days with us.
 Wills face flushed with pleasure as he strode away whistling. Promptly at seven he was dressed and waiting. Having some time to spare he threw himself upon lounge and lay musing in the darkness Now that he was ready to test his faith he was not quite so confident
 Suppose she refuses me? But. great Scott. she is no coquette, and. then. hasn't she shown she likes me? Per haps," but he put the thought aside as preposterous No, of course Lane couldn't be on the same errand as him. self.
 At last. The hall clock sweetly and clearly rang out eight strokes It was time to go How well he recalled the pretty picture Daisy made the first time he saw her in her own home. Hastily, joyously he mounts the steps of her house and smiles to hear the resound- ing noise his energetic knock has made. The door is opened as before by the trim servant, but this time she shows him into the parlor at once. Winthrop never forgot the picture as the draw ing-room door opened. Daisy was lounging in an easy chair before the fire Near her on footstool was one of her most constant visitors, Arthur Scott.
 Lane was leaning on the heavily carved mantel, talking easily with both. The freight glittered on Daisy's hair. bringing out the golden tints and making her simple white gown rosy red. This evening she was attired in a soft white silk, and hearts-ease was her only ornament-a bunch at her waist and throat.
 As she rises to greet Will he notices that her eyes are very bright and she appears very nervous. After speaking a moment with his hostess Will turns to Lane and both his outstretched hands are caught in a warm clasp by him
 A couple of hours passed pleasantly. and then Scott rose to go. As soon as Daisy left the room Herbert Lane turned quickly to Winthrop and ex-