The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1896-02-11
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VI more or less e&cltlnR love grapes,
gentleman and all around good fellow
meshes of love, fgightfully, sentiment |
tally, dc~speratelyin love.
And with whom? A girl he con-
fessed did not care q snap for him
Mary Chisholm, rich, cultured, travel
ed, cynical and proud.
"LoOk here, Brown" said Van
Tweet, n day in Browns room,
throwing n leg over the other and
looking his friend straight In the eye,
ter. 1 have quietly studied you for
some time and diagnosed your case
very carefully. You are in love. Come,
now, who Is she +? Out with it,"
Brown tried to look surprised and
then Hippant.
"Tut tut |" said Van Tweet. "you
can't simulate any beguiling nonchal-
ance before me you can't deceive Van
Tweet. III you are in trouble Owe an
fidant. / haven't q thing,in the world
to worry about. | haven't even a
thing tothink about just now. Let me
In on the ground floor. Now, then, it's
love, isn't 1t 2"
Brown swept his hand over his fore
head and stretched himself, like a
man who is undergoing q struggle
with himself, and then he blurted out
It's love, damn it all; just think of
think t%repanning would be good for
me T'
And he jumped to his feet and
towsled his hair like q tragedian.
"Sit down, Brown. It's a mighty
good thing you relieved yourself Of
this secret. The fever has mounted
from your heart to your brain. A few
months more of this suppressing agony
and 1 don't know but trepauning would
have proved the only remedy. Sit
down, l say.
snow, tell mo all, and after 1 am in
possession Of the facts, as we say in a
newspaper office. I'll help you to do
some thinking"
1t was tho same old hypnotic power
which he exerted over all men and all
women, too, that made Charlie Brown
relinquish all resistance to Van Tweet's
appeal, ..
moments reflection. 81 trust you
silence. 1 have been, like Tantalus.
the pOssessor of q ravished heart ever
since l met Miss Chisholm at the beach
last season."
ooh, it's Chisholm, is it ?" said Van
Tweet, i~nterrupting him.
81 don't know what possessed me to
fall In love with her." continued
Brown shut she provoked me-"
That's right; the oma is always
to blame," put in Van Tweet.
"She provoked me by her internal
indifference. There she was, the con.
scious center of q lot of fellows, all
trying to make themselves agreeable,
and she only laughed at them-laugh.
ing at them as q queen might at q
roomful of gibbering parrots. She
thought she was too good for the lot
"And most likely she was right in
her conclusion" said Van Tweet.
s ssS n tsY s mako " parrot Of yourself
"Try?" echoed Brown. TRY
Great Scott, | was the worst of them
ALL"
"You crouched at her feet and
twanged at your Tyre like the rest
you, Brown ?" Van Tweet was evi
IDENTIFY surprised.
ooh, not like the rest" said Brown
Catch me bearing any woman's
train. No, 1 did worse, as 1 am about
to tell you. First, 1 studiously avoided
her. She must have noticed it, and
before long she seemed not to see me
at all. | knew what that meant. She
was going to punish me by pretending
that there was no such person as
Charlie Brown on this terrestrial
plane.
$50 I laid myself out to be as coolly
s%cornful as She. You ought to have
seen us. And so things went on, until
n day we were all in the surf togeth-
or, and it fell to my happy lot to rescue
Miss Chisholm from drowning.
ut was a more serious matter than
had rnQsnn.SI . Evnapt cyuirn ar nc
she is, she completely lost her senses
and h folded her arms around my
neck as impulsively as IL we had been
old acquaintance. All this occurred
under water, or I shouldn't have mind
ed 1t half as much.
"Anyhow, 1 rescued her, together
with aoout q ton of salt water, which
made mo sick for a week, and after
That we were worse enemies than
ever.
Il say We" continued Brown, "but
hat is a little too sweeping. BY what
process l know not, but from the mo-
ment | held her in my arms and
dragged her limp and dripping to
whore her mother and brother could
lay hands on her, 1 felt-feit-"
You're sure she hates you"
OH, l have no doubt of it," said
Brown. 81 called, and that call COM
pleted my downfall. I have never
had the same respect for myself
since"
And you think she hates you ?"
by jove, | tell you she is getting
even with me for being the instru-
ment of fate to rescue her from the
waves. That girl would q thousand
times rather have died than owe her
life to my efforts"
Van Tweet thought for the briefest
OF moments, and then looked up like
o physician who has reached q con-
clusion at his patients bedside.
Brown" he said, "you are either
q fool or else you are perversely en-
tertaining-I will not even say beguil-
ing--your heart with an interesting
Illusion. You know hat the girl loves
you, or else you are 80 blind that it
would be charitable to hold you non
compos mentis. Now, don't try to
bewilder my Judgment with O mass of
petty fancies conjured up just because
the girl has too much good sense to
fling herself into your arms the first
time you knock at her door. Your
COMPOUNDED pride does not allow you
to zee that she is just as proud as you
arc but the right is all on her side,
and you are acting the part Of avery
stupid ass, iii you will pardon my
atainness, for not stripping off this
; ~uabseoming dignity at once and going
to her very humbly with a plea for
pardon"
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