The leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1895-1905, 1897-02-10

Us, and laughed ana were happy. Now
you no more Join US % the dance or
anywhere. You talk so little, and once
you chartered all the time. Why are
you so changed, Lizette7"
II am happy still" said Lizette.
"Happyi" he cried, harshly; happy
You cannot be. You do not laugh, you
hate me, you hate us ALL"
You are my friends" she inter-
rupted.
And" he continued, unheeding, you
have given your heart, not to some hon
est lad in the village, but to stranger. a
man who said in fun: I love YOU You
will never see him again. He has for
gotten you, he"
"Pierre!" exclaimed Lizette, quickly,
yet not with anger; "Pierre, you don't
understand. You are like the others"
"Lizette," he cried, Il understand enc
thing, / have understood it ever since
you and l were girl and boy together,
and it Is eating my heart out. can't
tell it to you in fine speeches" She
raised her hand bcseechingly, but he
gently put it down and holding it in
his, continued: "Nor in fine words.
have known you all your life, and |
love you" He stopped, breathless
with emotion.
Lizette turned away and looked sea-
ward. She did not speak, and Pierre,
clutching at a wild hope, went oil.
"You know l have a little home, Lizette,
and I earn as much as any man in the
Cove; come, Lizette, let me make you
happy. I'll never forget you"
He was almost sorry he had uttered
the last sentence; still she did not seem
TO care. She went toward him, and
taking one Of his big, brown hands in
both of hers, looked up into his face.
"Pierre, 1t cannot be that. Let us re-
main friends. Do you not see, do you
not know? All, you are still like the
others, you do not understand"
He went little way from the road
side, and sat down. Perhaps he under
stood now.
They were on the top of Long hill.
In the hollow to the left was the viii
lage, and away to the right could be
seen the cottages at Todd's Point, a
quiet summer resort. AS Lizette look ed,
three persons on horseback appeared
around a turn in the road and can
tered toward her. Lizette gazed with
interest. Strangers came SO rarely to
the Cove. There were two ladies and a
gentleman, and as they gained the hill
top they drew rein.
II think we have reached the place"
said one of the ladies'.
"And well are we repaid for the ride,
the view is splendid" answered the
gentleman.
They looked, commented for some
moments, and Lizette watched them
curiously. At last the lady who had
first spoken turned to her. rs that
pretty little village The Cover" she
asked.
Yes, madam" replied Lizette, cour-
tesying.
They turned their horses, and for a
moment admired the view towards
Todd's Point.
THE Cove is where Arthur spent a
summer a few years ago." said the
first speaker.
Lizette heard and her heart beat wild
ly.
Your husband must have found the
place very dull, Mrs. Bertleson," said
the gentleman, with laugh, and they
galloped away.
Lizette shut her eyes and then opened
them. Yes, she was awake. 1t was nc
dream. Pierre had heard everything
He went forward, and, taking her hand.
led her to rock. She sat down with
SILVER and with mute eyes gazed
seward. Once or twice she loosed the
kerchief about her neck, as If 1t choked
her. Pierre walked away and lay down
at some distance to wait. An hour, two
three, and she still sat there. Once she
bowed her head in her hands and Pierre
thought she wept. And then again
she looked steadfastly over the sea.
The sea tossed and roared, yet she
neither saw nor heard it, the sea was
the present.
The sun sank lower and lower in the
west, and night drew apace, yet she
needed it not. The night was the fu-
ture.
At last she looked eastward, the sun
rise had been there. The sunrise was
the past, and her eyes were no longer
mute.
Pierre approached, she gave him her
hand and they walked homeward.
Once Pierre murmured: ''lIe has for
gotten you; love you. Will you be my
wife?"
She drew away, smiled sadly, and
shook her head, saying, softly: pierre,
mon ami. you do not understand"