Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1897-12-09

for becoming estranged@ from tho
only woman in the world. In nv
despair ! even went so far as to take
Jane Hunt to dance where Doll,
was snre to see us, and she did.
And when | passed her and che
looked over my head With her small
nose in the air, wished Miss Hun,
was in--well some~here else. thai
might rush over to Dolly, throw
myself at her feet-and kiss them
Yes. ] acknowledge that I have Of.
ten wished that.
Finally | wrote to her, fully con-
scious that it was u very silly letter.
wherein | told her | was merely an
CRY at myself for not knowing she
cared for red roses, and sent three
dozen. The answer received was
Characteristic
You are silly old goose, and il
yon hal only waited until finished
what | was saying you would have
discovered that you sent the roses
yourself with the violets. | don't
care at all for red roses
By which token ] learned, not
that Dolly was repentant, but that
her yiolets had faded, aud she want.
ed more. So sent them, hun
dreds of them, hoping that willful
and fascinating young woman would
he appeased.
But the greatest of nv misfor-
tunes has not yet been set down.
There was another young man, an
acquaintance and admirer of Dol
ly's, with exactly the same name as
myself-Richard Morton. /. of
course, had taken a huge dislike to
him. in fact | hated him (for Dol
lv orce remarked that he was nice
fellow, and / don't think he had
an extraordinary affection for me.
We were no relation; | was glad OF
that. A few days after / had been
such a cad to Dolly I called upon
her, and, heaven favoring me. /
found her alone.
Dolly. dearest | began, Il am
so sorry
DON'T she said, that incident
is closed. There are so many nicer
things to talk about--Jane Hunt
for instance
| shivered / was about to be
punished.
Is she nicer p said I.
What do you really think of her?
said Dolly with rather an anxious
look, thought; but of course |
was mistaken.
'Oh. she's very good girl, very
good = with a desperate desire to
make Dolly jealous If | could,
which ] couldn't.
is She" Dolly tossed her head.
Well, Mr.. Morton, do you want to
know what think she looks like p
The mir. Morton was ominous /
shivered again.
Il can't imagine said /, lightly,
thinking how very pretty Dolly was
With that pink spot in either cheek.
Il think she looks like q cook p
she declared triumphantly, while ],
inwardly agreeing, protested
'Oh, Dolly, q cook"
Yes she went on spitefully,
'snd not even like q good cook p
Dolly! Not like q bad cook p
Yes she went on. like q very
poor cook =
was obliged to laugh | couldn't
help it.
Splendid wife she'd make = said
|. not meaning to rouse Dolly.
But suddenly she turned and said
the most terrible thing to me that
she'd ever said since I'd known
her.
Then you'd better marry her =
This from Dolly!
Oh ! began, but she was
gone, and there was nothing for me
TO do but to pick up my hat and
GO, which | did, calling myself
beast and brute as went.
That night leaving the theater
We happened to meet o moment.
She was radiant and scornful.
Dolly ] said, resolving not TO
notice the contretemps Of the after
noon, who are You going to dance
the cotillion with at the Terry's to-
morrow night?'
with Mr.. Morton she answered
sweetly.
What q dear you are-I was
afraid you'd promised somebody
al.o