The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1894-04-18


And sho bit tho head off daisy.
Then, said the philosopher, IT see
not the least reason for supposing that
his feelings will CHANGE
And would you advise her to marry
the other-A?"
"Wcll, on the whole, should. A is
good fellow-I think wo mado A
good fcllow-he is suitable match, his
love for her is truo and genuino''-
cts tremcndous!'
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS Sho likes
him. There is every reason to hope that
her liking will develop into sufficient
ly deep and stable affection She will
get rid of her folly about b and make A
good wife. Yes, Miss May, if were
tho author of your novel, should make
her marry A, and should call that
happy ending"
A silence followed TWAS broken by
the philosopher.
Is that all you wanted my opinion
| about, Miss May?" he asked, with his
| finger between tho leaves of the treatise
OH anthology.
Eyes, 1 think so. 1 hope haven't
bored you?"
Two enjoyed the discussion extreme
| ly. | had no idea that novels raised
points of such psychological interest. I
| must find time to read one. -
The girl had shifted her position till
instead Of her full faco her profile was
| turned toward him. Looking away to-
| ward the paddock that lay brilliant i'll
sunshine OH the skirts Of the apple or
| chard, she asked i'll low, slow tones,
twisting her hands i'll her lap:
Don't you think that perhaps if b
found out aftcrward-when she had
married a, you lSnow-that sho had
cared for him so very, very much he
might be u little sorry?'
IF no wero gentleman, he would
regret it deeply"
Il mean-sorry ON his own account,
that-that he had thrown away all that,
| you know?''
Tho professor looked mcditative
81 think, he pronounced, that it is
very possible he would. I can we'll inn
aginc it.. "
"IIo might never find anybody to
| love him like that again, sho said,
gazing on the cleaning paddock
''Hc probably would not" agreed the
philosopher.
"And-and most people like being
loved, don't they"
'ro crave for love is IN almost uni
ycrsal instinct, Miss May
Eyes, almost" she said, with a
drca!y little smile. You see, hell get
old Hnd-;ind havo no one to look after
him..
Gle will"
! 90 nd M homo -
"Wcll, i'll Il sense, none" corrected
tho philosopher, smiling. But really
You'll brighton me. I'm Il bachelor my
self, You know, Miss May
yes, she whispered just audibly.
And all your teITors are before me- "
"Wcll, unless''=
'Oh, we needn't have that unless -
laughed the philosopher chccrfully.
"Thcro's no unless about it, Miss
May"
The girl jumped to her feet For an
instant she looked Mt tho philosopher.
She opened her lips us if to speak, and
at the thought Of what lay ut her
tongues tip her face grew red. But the
philosopher was gazing past her. and
his eyes rested i'll calm contemplation OH
tho cleaning paddock.
"A beautiful thing-sunshinc, to be
sure, said he
Her blush faded away into palcncss;
her lips closed. Without speaking she
turned and walked slowly away. her
head dropping. Tho philosopher heard
the rustic of her skirt in the long grass
OF the orchard. He watched her for a
few moments.
y pretty, graceful creature" said
he, with IL smile. Then he opened his
book, took his pencil in his hand and
slipped i'll ~ careful forcfingcr to mark
the fly leaf
The sun had passed midhcavcn and
began to decline westward before he fin
ishcd the book. Then he stretched him
Self and looked at his watch
Good gracious, 9 O'Clock! / shall hc
late for lunch!' And he hurried to hi,
feet.
He was very late FOR lunch
'Eycrything's cold" walled his host
ess. where have you been, Mr. Jcrn-
ingham?"
only in the orchard, reading"
and you've missed Mayr
Missed Miss May: How do You
mean: l had long talk with her this
morning-a most interesting talk
But You weren't here to say good
by. Now, You don't mean to say that
you forgot that she was leaving by tie >
o'clock train? What man you arc!"
Dear me, to think of my forgetting
it!' said the philosopher shamefacedly.
"Shc told me to say goodby to you
for her -