The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1895-01-28


the boy piousiy, that 1 was there nah
This pllco is u lump too quiet for me.
That would give half an hour to speak
her mind to Henry (if ho did como back
just half an hour to extract from him a
confession and then rush for the last
train up. At Waterloo sho could take q
cab to Uncle George d and IL Uncle George
couldn't see her through, why, nobody
could. Uncle George was an agent gen
eral. He was stern man and treated ey-
erybody as severely as though they were
his fellow countrymcn.
The white flnnnoled figure came back to
tho riverside.
HE has managed to sny goodby, then"
said Mrs. Stewart 1lercoly. II should like
to have seen tho parting"
Henry came on board and went straight
to her, and, with the assurance of new
husbands, kissed her neck.
"She's an impossible creature" said
Stewart. He sat down beside his wifo and
took an evening paper from his pocket. Il
believe she took the extra away with her.
Two had to buy another"
There was something in littlo Mrs.
Stewards throat that prevented her for the
moment from starting her lecture.
"She wasn't so bad, you know" he
went on, ''in the old days. or course l
was a mere youth then. But now she's
too terrible for words. I suppose il girls
don't get married they get warped and
changed"
II want to speak to you, Horny" she
said steadily.
ooh, bother that boy!" he exclaimed
1--WE must get rid of him, dear He's a
nuisance"
1t wasn't about the boy"
"Not tho boys Well, then Hellol
Here's funny case
She went ON very quietly;
II want to speak to you seriously,
Henry, about matter that has by acci-
dent, come to my notice. don't want to
seem to bother too much about It, and I
suppose II were as free as some women
are shouldn't mind it in the least But
my mind is quite made up"
He was not listening, but her head was
averted, and she went on.
II have left the keys in the bedroom,
and my account book is totnled up to
date with the exception of the bill that
came in today. There is no reason why
We should have any high words"
II beg your pardon, dear 1 haven't
heard a word that you were saying"
He had found the news page in the
evening paper and was reading with much
interest dlverting breach of promise case.
81 was only ssying"-she raised her
Look here; here's an idiotio letter the
girl writes to the fellow"
II don't want to henf It, thank you"
"Yes, you do. Listen, this is how 10
goes: Just as the wind sighs for the sea-
shore, SO do l sigh for YOU Why, tho
wind doesn't sigh for the seashore, does
it2"
go on, please" sho said quickly.
'Read the rest Of the letter. Is it really in
the paper, Henry'"
''Look for yourself, dear, IT. 3 too funny
for words. So do I sigh for you. Can you
imagine what you are and ever have been
to me? You are indeed my king, and you
know that am your willing slave'"
"Why," cried Mrs Stewart, "that's
word for word the same"
'iAs what1"
sit doesn't matter, dear"
She took from her blouse the letter that
the disappointed Miss Bagso, with deplor-
able lack of originality, had copied from
the evening paper
Don't people do some silly things,
Winifred, dear, whom they arc in lover"
She took a marguerite from the bowl on
the table and stuck it In her hair. Then
she tore up the lettor and gave the pieces
little puff to send them out on the
stream. .....---.
II h'lieve you," said Mrs. Stewart.
"Shall you want to be rowed across for
that last trine, memP' demanded the boy,
putting his head out of a window, "or is
the guy'nor going to do it,"
Tho last traini" echoed Mrs. Stewart
"Why, of course not, James. Go to bed at
once.n
THAT boys quite mad, said Stewart
turning over a page the paper to flnd
the cricket. I'VE must get rid Of him. -
st. James Budget