Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1895-07-11

Somebody had given her Sunday tickets
- the Geological gardens. Both stood out
side the gates n minute, lodhing in at the
trees in their May bravery. Then she pre-
sentod Der coupons glanced severely at
the collector to see if he presumed to look
sympathetic, and they both went in.
Well dressed men and wOHcn were
ounging about md ignoring the animals
MS completely as II they We're pianists at
an lat home"
She cast furtive eye around for ac-
Guaintances, Finding none sho studied
the other women and came To the conclu-
zion that no one there was as pretty and
sweet as herself He should he made to
show his sense of the fact, or what was
the good of 1t all?
How very nice everybody looks!' she
said. with little sigh. Makes one feel
shabby.
He looked down at the delicate face and
fair hair that not even Il smart hat could
vulgarizo and saiG-nothinG. The obyi-
Gus remark would hayo I ne easily enough
from him to my other girl But banal
compliments for her,
They walked ON i'll silence for moment
or two Then she stopped in the very
middle of the path.
IF you don't intend To speak one word
to me all the afternoon, - she said, may
I ask why you got me here"
81 was under the impression that you
got me herc" said he, which was again Il
word better left unsaid.
well. If | did, don't tt me detain
you. " she said, in voice Of dangerous
quetncss Il can amuse myself bcauti-
fully if you like to 60 home Wouldn't
you like to-
Not In tho least, thank you, he re-
piled, and silence rcigucd again. Some
thing seemed to have restored her to good
humor. for she smiled softly to herself ev
cry now and then But talk she could not,
which was unusual with her.
They walked down the long gravel path
without II word At tho end Of it was a
cage containing omctAing-animal or
bird They halted before it with cxaggcr-
atcd interest
Thank heaven, beast at last, said
he.
Have you felt the want Of one all this
time" asked she, II haycn'tN'
He glanced AT her suspiciously, but she
was looking quite dcmure.
They went into the lion house and stared
at he biggest lion. who gazcd over their
heads with An awful patience in his gold
en- eyes At another time the 200 would
have faded away from around her, and she
would have seen the tawny desert In its
stead and felt il shake under the mighty
padded tread For she had the quick fancy
that stands for Imagination in most wom-
en- and captive wild things tortured her
for pity Of them. I}ln now She was lean
ing against the rail, seeing nothing and
thinking of nothing, just because he was
leaning against it, too, and Very near her.
Then he made fcint OF pokipg the lion
with his walking stick. Stress of inward
feeling does not preclude pathos in our
actions-rathcr the contrary.
Don't" said she, waking to life.
Hell hurt you. Besides it's a shame,
You great, strong, wonderful creature l
should like to be in your power for mo-
ment What would you do with me-
"Eh?" said he
'The lion Doesn't he look strong and
patent?"
"Ah, the lion, Very. These little Loop
ards, now-dainty little things! They
| look rs soft as kittens and as gentle, but
did you see the wild, wild eyes? All, to
catch you and tame you and cherish you
till you loved your masters hand!'
Better not try" said she and held her
head n little higher than before.
They left the lion house and strolled
over to the shaggy bison, with their sullen
| lowered heads.
This one ; called Dick, said she, and
fondled the most forbidding. Il heard the
keeper say his name. Dear old fellow
Dear clumsy old fellow! Look, he 5 kissing
my hand Do you like being shut up in "A
cage you darling ugly, ugly old thingi
He is really kissing my hand-dear Dick ~
My name is Dick, remarked he re
flectively. And she took the little hand
away and hastily moved on.
They came to some sort Of primitive
beast, who stood looking ruefully conscious
of his peculiar profile.
"You are not pretty" said she.
The beast stood etolid1y still
"You are ridiculous" She said; you
are pigheadcd too. You would probably
/ appropriate compliments not meant for
you if you were "a man. Or you would
/ just stand in a lump whatever one did To
/ provoke you Oh, yuu maddenine hay
stack of thing! What do you call your
self"
Poor old chapr' said he, If you We're
u man, perhaps you'd have voice and be
4 able to talk about what you fe,l And
perhaps you wouldn't:
Its a good thing you're not man, -
said She There are dozens of your kind
already. Dense, heavy things. It's a
most ordinary type, We don't want any
more Of you.
They came to some furtivc, soft eyed ga
zellcs. One little creature trottcd up to
the bars and poked through a velvet nose,
He was looking SO drcamily kind that 1t
thought he meant biscuits.
He strokcd the little things head be
tween tho beautiful eyes. 1t started away
! in terror
stay with me-" he said so sharply that
she looked up at him quickly and drew
nearer him.
1.-The gazelle" he said
ooh, the gazelle" said she. Some PEG
Pile passed close behind them-two women,
with inquisitive noses and hats Of four
colors apiece.
I'm sure they re on their honeymoon, "
! uaiJ w isDpr Her things look