The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1897-11-26

wondered why she should care
70 know, but ho answered:
"No, hoia nn American. AN can
tell you about him Is that his nnmo
seems 70 BIO Nelson. 10 iswhat the
girl calls him"
''rhe girl2'
Yes. tie picturesque Irritation.
i gathered from her father. IL has
been going on for some weeks, aud tho
old man says Nelson, or Whatever bis
name really Is, means 10 marry her.
But II Is unsafe
VERY, ] should say said the girl,
roiiectiyoly.
They rarely do, those whites that
make love 10 pretty Mexican8. added
the Englishman.
The pretty Mexican east up her
dark eyes just then and took notice Of
the tally-ho. She had known il was
there all along, but she had not been
interested in IL.
''The lady on the front watch you, /"
she murmured 10 her companion.
Cameron glanced up. He caught
the unialtering look OF the brown eyes,
and the scales-the rosy scales Of ro-
mance-fell from his own. He
dropped the orange that he held into
the water in his tub aud started to the
tally-ho. But he took only o step,
then went back The girl on the front
seat had turned 20 the others.
Cant we get out for a while2 I'm
sure we are oil cramped aud tired, and
l should like to watch this pretty scene
for a bit"
The Englishman helped her down,
/ but she thanked him and walked away.
Her manner implied that she would
make her own investigations. She
wandered among the boxes and the
tubs and trays, hazarding a word TO
the washers here and there. Most Of
them did not understand her. She
came up finally beside Cameron's tub
and spoke to him. The on-lookers
fancied that she might be asking how
many oranges he had cleaned that day.
Alicia, half dozen feet away at the
end of the tray, was unconcerned. So.
the Anglo-Saxon conducts his tragedy.
1T is evidently more attractive here
than in Santa Barbara, the fair Amer
lean said, in cool, placid tones.
Cameron stammered.
II can't blame you. 1t breaks my
heart, of course. But that can't be
helped. 1 can stand it-and better
now than later. Only cared for you
q great deal-a great, great deal. "
She stopped.
Don't you now?" asked Cameron
BADLY.
eyes. 1 suppose I always shall,
too. But, Of course, shall never
see you again.
He started to protest, a little out
ragged in feelings at her severity.
'Please don't make a scene" she
said, anxiously cit won't do any
{ good. You ought to know me we'll
enough to know that
, Cameron reflected that Alicia would
have screamed, and cried, and stabbed,
perhaps, but would have forgiven.
, That was her Latin blood This girl
was Anglo-Saxon. She would never
{ forgive, but neither would she ever
forget. He understandable was OF
! her race. So he kept silence.
! Ibid you tell her you would marry
: her?"
= yes" He did not attempt tc
! eyade
. "Then you will keep the promise
will you not?"
, He did not answer.
= 81 must leave that to you," she
. finished. eff you think you should,
you will do it. Good-by."
The cool possessors Of hot young
= blood parted after the manner of the
, well-bred of their kind. The CIR
! drove away through the country o
u romance. She was in Elysian fields
- and her heart and soul were in hades
= but no one knew that.
" The man washed his fruit in silenct
. while the little daughter of the lauc
= stood beside him, patiently WAITING
! for him to speak. When he did, h
- said
!, eve shall be married in a week a
! the mission, Alicia"
e eyes, she answered, pleased.
y And the romance was closed
4 Argonaut.