Daily camera., 1897-01-30
Copyright ,ss4. by J. B. Lppincoa comp.ny.l

away.
"Fawtnight. It's five weeks today
since you were hyuh.' Then, sudden
ly conscious: "Not that l cay-uh."
He started up in feigned astonish-
ment. Five weeks? You amaze me!
and how sweet of you to keep count
! (Something more than mere teasing
and mcrriment now in the sparkle OF
| his eyes and the twitching about the
corners of his handsome, sensitive
mouth.) Those five weeks have been
/ five ycars."
! But she had sprung to the doorway
wrathful at being so artfully trapped
'Ah didn't keep count. 1t was Mob;
! n All don't cay'u how long you stay
away, or how soon you go. Esthnh!
amt you ayvuh coming down? Mr.
= Lambert says nt's got to CO."
You havrht told me how Mrs. Wal
/ ton is, and Mr.. Scrcggs, Miss katesie,
I And how's Cousin Bart?"
/ Cousin Bart's up at Quitman; SOS
' Walton: and Mohs bout the same
! She'll nayvuh be any better so longs
! tloyd's whuh he is--weah-ing Yam
l>ce jacket"
THAT is queer, isn't it? The queer
est thing about it is that he's just beer
made corporal in the very troop he
charged into at Selma. y classmate OF
mine is second lieutenant in the same
troop, and wrote me about it,"
Floyd ought TO ue the lieutenant
Miss Walton. you continually sur
prise, and now you delight me! This
IS really promising! A southern gi1l
SAYS her brother ought to be Yankee
officer"
liut she flew at him from the door
step, her eyes flashing fire. He seized
The kitten and held the struggling
quadruped, paws foremost, between
him and the impending vengeance.
"Oh! All do despise an hate you
NAV an nav ev'y time you come.
You're mean, spiteful, hateful! You
know All nevuh meunt any such thing.
Aid sco'n him if he was. Aid tuhn
nah back on him-as All do on you
now an All wish it was fo'eyuh!'
And, suiting action to word, the tum-
bling, clustering ringlets which fell
upon her pretty shoulders were fiouted
almost in his face as she whirled about
and marched tragically back to the
doorway.
Well" said Lambert, mournfully,
Its an ill-wind that blows nobody
l, g.; l.,
ed I think | won't disturb Mrs.
Scroggs tonight, and if you'll tell me
where to find Miss Ogden I'll bid her
come back to you, so that you can re-
sumo the fun l interrupted. Kindly
say TO Mrs. Scroggs that if she has any
thing to send to Floyd and can get it
ready before ten tomorrow morning
I'll be glad to take it with my baggage.
The hotel porter will como for it. Good
night, pussy. You don't seem to OBJ
ject to Yanks. Good-by, Miss Katesie.
When your wishes are so promptly
granted and you so easily get rid Of
fellow you might shake hands with
him, but pussy'H have to do
With that he solemnly took the kit
ten by furry paw and with ludicrous
gravity gave it formal shake, then
turned deliberately away. He was
down the steps and crunching along
the she'll walk before she started from
the stupor which had seized her. Then
she sprang to the edge OF the veranda,
and he, treading lightly now and list
ening for the sounding of the summons
for 2 parley, heard. as he expected, the
balf-tremulous, half-truculent hail:
saw, Mist LAMBERT"
"Yes?
"Whuh you going?"
"Oh, didn't tell you? I'm ordered
to Texas"
Then he listened, wickedly, malicious
ly, and vouchsafed no further word.
For moment not sound came from
the shaded veranda. Slowly, therefore,
he turned, and, treading as though on
china teacups, went on towards the
gate. Did he hope She would call
again? Did he know or realize the
deep-rooted, stubborn pride of the
southern girl? Slowly, more slowly
still, he faltered to the gate. Nearing
it, still eagerly listening, he shortened
step, only pretending to walk. Still no
sound, no summons to return. His
hand was on the latch, and there it wait
I ed, reluctant to open, but waiting was
in vain. He glanced back over his
shoulder, and, vague and shadowy, he
could just distinguish the outline of the
slender form he. had grown to love with
such longing and tenderness and pas
sion. 1t clung there motionless. At
least, then, she had not turned indiffer-s
emily away. But the word, the whis-
per, he prayed for and craved to hear,
and would SO eagerly have obeyed, came
not to recall him. Fifteen-twenty sec
ends he waited, then, insudden pride, or
pique, or resolution, threw open the
white barrier. slammed it after him.
and strobe briskly away, startling the
mocking birds into sudden silence with
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