Morris tribune., 1895-07-24
nice fellow, but that sort Of asroics Is

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you besides sweet writer of sweet,
| unmeaning notes, dear and charm
| ing young woman, admira bly, gowned,
who looks forward with delight to
her trip to Europe, nor has single
word of regret at parting with those
she ruthlessly leaves behind, although
she full well knows the bitter pain she
inficts.
So I've burned her dainty scented
letter, and I'll take trip up to the
Tennessee mountains this summer,
when I'll forget all about her, lovely
little humbug-if can.
"What are you doing, old man? De-
stroying your correspondence? said
Cameron, coming leisurely in and
drawing reading chair to the open
window. Very sensible thing to do
Never leave letters or bills scattered
about. Servants are the very devil
for prying into mans letters. Must
have been scented, judging from the
pleasant odor of violets around. What
makes you look so blue? Light cigar
and moralize, and you'll feel better.
Guess that note did it. Now let me
give you tip about woman's cor
respondence and way of writing. 1t
might make you feel better.
,''Some thing I've learned by expert
ence, and a pretty long and varied and
sharp experience mine has been. can
tell you. Whenever you get a note or
a letter from woman-I mean, OF
course. a young and pretty woman
read it carefully, and, whenever she
expresses opinion or sentiment, then
believe the contrary of what she
writes. You have no idea what safe
rule that is to follow. A man is sure
to come out straight in her good
graces and to avoid a lot of unpleas-
antness if he will bear that in mind.
Personally I've found it to work splen-
didly."
Whereupon Cameron lit a cigar and
took up a palmetto fan from the
table.
sis that so? Then you would not be-
lieve that young woman was de-
lighted to go off Immediately on a five
months absence abroad if she only
told you sop
'sOf course not. A man must be very
green, or very unsophisticated where
women are concerned, to believe that,
if she wrote specially to tell him so.
In that case she meant to say: My
dear boy, am desperately sorry to go
away and leave you. I can't say SO
outright, so do the next best thing.
I wrote to tell you am going, and I
am glad, and if you are not fool you
will understand and do the proper
thing"
OF course, Cameron is clever. have
always said of him that he is egotis-
tical, but I have never denied his
brains. I don't know but what look
upon him now as an unrevealed genius.
Perhaps, if he had not been largely en-
dowed with the good things of this
world, he would have shown his great
capacities by some wonderful inven-
ton.
"And in your opinion what would be
the proper thing to do? What would
you do?" I asked, gathering up gently
the poor little heap of ashes, the worth
less remains of Alice's sweet, misunder-
stood and harshly treated note.
what would l do?" answered Cam
eron refectively, tipping the ashes off
his cigar with his little finger. ''You
say she's handso me, and young and
rich?"
I had not, but it was all true. What
[ had doubted was her sincerity.
''In that CASE" continued Cameron,
II would go to see her, with the inten-
lion of saying good-by, and would
propose to her, and I would go abroad
with her this summer on the same
steamship she crosses in.
"That was evidently the invitation
given you in that note you SO foolishly
burned, my dear boy. suppose she
wants to have you along while she ex]
olores the old cathedrals and art gal
cries and climbs up the Alps. Now,
lon't fall over some precipice or get
,aught in some snowstorm in the early
all, before you get back to these
'hores," concluded Cameron, while I
swept the ashes of my sweet, ill-used
lote with mingled emotions into an
empty envelope, which put in my vest
pocket.
''And look here, old man." said Cam
ron, as shook hands, having called
Up a coupe, 'sbetter not mention that
vou burned that note. Women are Pc
,uliar in some ways. Don't like to
lave their letters ill-treated. Looks
careless, and as if you had ugly
thoughts about them. I bet you
thought that handsome young woman
vas an insincere little humbug'
"Why, man, thought she wanted to
ret rid of me-" said. II was puzzling
'ver her meaning when you came in."
$50 I saw" said Cameron, with an
amused smile, resuming his palmetto
an and pulling closer into tho window
20 catch the south breeze. ''Now just
ct me tell you-I have had a large ex-
of women, as said just now.
Veil, Alice Dacres is the sweetest,
most loyal and most sincere woman I
yer came across Her face, beautiful
s it is. can't compare to her soul, as
QUILL find out for yourself some of
nese days. You are not fit for her,
Id fellow, must say. But she fancies
ou, so suppose it's all right Go and
ell her OOOd-bv and r,ronose RI har a g | !.