The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1896-02-27
no matter how obscure. sAo doesn't
love him.

That night Brown was much i'm
proved, and Van Tweet was admitted
to his room. Mingling with the odor
of iodoform and carbolic acid Van
Tweet's olfactories we're able to distin-
guish the scent of roses that came
from an enormous bouquet on small
table near the invalid's bedside.
Brown himself was in bright spirits.
He held out his hand with q happy
smile.
"Phlebotomy seems to have done
You some good. haven't seen you in
such lively state of mind since you
fell IN love with Miss Chisholm" said
Van Tweet, slyly.
Yes" said Brown, with smile,
1.-THE operation on my heart has done
me much good in that connection"
You'll. get over your wound, the
same as you'll get over your love for
Miss Chisholm" gravely remarked
Van Tweet. "When a man of sense
comes to the conclusion that n woman
doesn't love him the recovery is rapid.
"Yes," said Brown, with concealed
smile of supreme happiness.
"She isn't worthy of you"
"You thought she was too good for
me-" said Brown, in tone of resent
ment.
$50 I did," said Van Tweet, "5ut
then I've sounded her and found she
doesn't love you. On the whole,
you'd better give her up and let me
try my luck. I've taken rather
fancy to her myself. and 1 think I'm
not altogether Indifferent to her."
"Do, If you want to be laughed at,
like the rest of the fellows" replied
Brown. He pointed to the flowers.
"Aren't they refleshing?" he asked.
every beautiful" said Van Tweet,
hardly noticing them. "From your
landlady, | snppose?"
"No!" said Brown, from Miss CHS
holm"
"Get outl"he exclaimed. "The age
of miracles is over"
evan" said Brown, "'if this infer
nal wound doesn't put me hors de COM
bat I'll marry Miss Chisholm in six
months. Just read this"
"My Own-l have learned of your
injury, and my heart is pressed with
nameless agony les e'tsomething serious
should ensue. 1t has prompted me to
n quick decision, decision / could
have given you many months ago if
you had but spoken. For my sake
get well, my hero and dGliverer |
shall await with trembling and fear
news from your bedside, news thae
you are out OF danger, and shall pray
for you night and day."
Van Twcet glanced at the signature
and folded up the letter without a
trace of emotion. "Woman," he SAID,
solemnly, "thy name is mystery. How
did it happen?"
Brown smiled as he had not smiled
in months. al had left her house but
q wv moments before the scrimmage
o rred in Waldon street, he begar
" ~ to lie very formal. Som''
'yords kept ding.donging
throus Y head. l said to myself
to be raj coward aud tremble be-
cause woman may turn you down is
almost as bad as to run when your
manhood is assaulted. 1t was hard
fight, but l made it. And"
"She accepted yon?' asked Van
Tweet.
"No; she was not to be- had SO
cheaply; but ] left her with strong
impression that / had won victory.
| left her with her decision in abey-
ance. The letter tells the rest"
Van Tweet congratulated Brown,
but there was cloud on his brow as
he took his departure.
al thought | knew something about
human nature" he muttered, "but
when it comes to telling what woman
means I'm still in my swaddling
clothes"
Isn't that the way the world wagsp
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