The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1896-04-07

That night Brown was much i'm
proved, and Van Tweet was admitted
10 his room. Mingling with the odor
OF iodoform aud carbolic acid Van
1weets olfactories were able to distin-
Gulsh the scent OF roses that came
from an enormous bouquet on a small
table near the invalid's bedside.
brown himself was in bright spirits.
lie held out his hand with 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.
Eyes," 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 Iweet. when man of sense
comes to the conclusion that a woman
doesn't love him the recovery is rapid. ("
Yes" said Brown, with a concealed
smile of supreme happiness.
'ohe 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, "but
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 a
fancy to her myself. and L 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 refIeshing?" he asked.
Every beautiful" eaid Van Tweet.
hardly noticing them. "From your
landlady, suppose?"
mo !" said Brown, 'Trom Miss CHS
holm"
"Get out "he exclaimed. "The age
of miracles is over"
Ivan" said Brown, eff this infer
nal wound doesn't put me hors de COM
bat I'll marry Miss Chisholm in six
months. Just read this"
MY OWL have learned of your
injury, and my heart is pressed with
nameless agony lestsomething serious
should ensue. 1t has prompted me to
a quick decision, u decision 1 could
have given you many months ago if
you had but spoken. For my sake
get well, my hero aud dclivererl 1
shall await with trembling and fear
news from your bedside, news that
you are out of danger, and shall pray
Tor you night and day"
Van Twcet glanced at the signature
ana folded up the letter without a
trace o. emotion. "Woman," he said.
soiemnly, ''thy name is mystery. How
dld it happen?"
Brown smiled as he had not smiled
IN months. al had left her house but
few moments before the scrimmaoe
occurred in Walden street, he began.
II called to be very formal. Some
Row your words kept ding-donging
through my head. / said to myself
to be moral coward and tremble be-
cause woman may turn you down is
almost ms bad as to run when your
manhood is assaulted. 1t was a hard
fight, but L made it. And"
"ohe accepted yon?' asked Van
Tweet.
W. hhe WIS noV TO De ma so
cheaply; but [ left her with strong
impression that L had won a victory.
! left her with her decision in abey-
ance. The letter tells the rest"
Van Tweet congratulated Brown,
but there was q cloud on his brow as
he took his departure.
81 thought knew something about
human nature" he muttered, "but
when it comes to telling what woman
means I'm still in my swaddline
clothes"
Isn't that the way the world wags?
Washington Post.