Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1898-05-12

Certainly; I'll go and be presented
to her, and I dare say there will be no
reason why 1 shall not admire her i'm
mensely. But as for falling in love
with Miss Lovett-"
He laughed and shrugged his broad
shoulders, then put ON his hat, and
went out with Mr.. Templeton to meet
the charming young lady intended for
his destiny.
1t was beautiful little villa, not far
from Mr.. Templeton's stately mansion,
little back from the Parade, and it a
made very pretty picture, with its
white lace draperies floating in the
still sea breeze, and the spray from
the fountains blowing in rainbow
shower, and the gay striped awnings
futtering their scalloped borders in
the July sunshine.
The liveried footman bowed his best
and regretted to be obliged to inform
the gentlemen that Mrs. Saxony was
not in. A swift look of dismay on
Mr.. Templeton's face perhaps touched
that functionary's tender heart, for he
fastened to assure them that "Miss
Lovett was in the drawing-room-
would they walk mp"
But that Mr.. Templeton declined
doing, as he was not personally ac-
quainted with Miss Lovett, at least
not sufficiently acquainted with her to
present himself. He had known her
when she was girl of ten, and had
always been her fathers most cher
ished friend, and had been in cores
pondence with Mr.. Lovett when that
gentleman died so suddenly in India;
but all the same, with an old bache-
lor's characteristic shrinking from
pretty young girls, he declined the in
vitation until Mrs. Saxony should be
present.
''It's too bad-too bad!" he said, as
they went through the beautiful little
park, into which carriages were not
admitted; and. impelled by an impulse
he recognized afterward as fate, Mr..
Templeton paused midway down the
path, and turned to look back at Mrs.
Saxony's house.
"By Jove! There she is at the
window-Miss Lovett! Isn't she q
beauty? Isn't she sweet enough to
turn any fellow topsy-turvy? Look,
Fred--there's the wife I've picked out
for youl Can your music-teacher
beat that?"
And Mr.. Templeton seized his un-
offending nephew by the sleeve, and
gesticulated emphatically toward the
open window where a girl sat, beau
tiful indeed-marvelously beautiful!
fair and dainty-with dark, lustrous
hair, braided on proud little head,
and straight, heavy dark brows, that
made the purity of her complexion
still more dazzling. A rosebud of n
mouth, round, handsomely chiseled
chin, a white dress, with creamy lace,
and pink rose at her throat, made a
picture fair enough to indeed have
turned any mans senses "topsy-
turvey."
She did not raise her eyes from her
book, and she was unconscious of
their espionage, or of Fred Warning
toms trans6xed gaze.
$50 you're struck, eh? So you'll
give the old man credit for having
good taste, will you? You wouldn't
mind having her for your wife, after
all, I supposed"
Fred drew n long breath, then
quickly linked his arm in Mr.. Temple
toms, and drew that gentleman away.
"She is the sweetest, most beauti-
full girl I ever saw. I'll marry her to-
morrow if she'll have me-" he said.
And how the old gentleman
laughed.
"Music teacher notwithstanding,
eh?" he said.
And then Fred laughed, and Mr..
Templeton generously decided not to
be too sarcastic on the poor boy.
Almost at the same moment tall,
lovely girl, several years older than
the fairy in white by the window in
Mrs. SaXony's drawing-room, entered
and went up to her.
"Absorbed in your book still,
Rosie? 1t is time for my lesson,
isn't it?"
And Rossie Fleming laid down her
book, and for an hour she and Miss
Beatrix Lovett devoted themselves to
the music lesson, to be interrupted by
a gentleman who had bribed the foot
man to permit him to enter the music
room unannounced and to whom
Rossie flew, with little shrek of de-
light.
"Fred-O Fredl How did you
know 1 was in Brighton? I only came
yesterday to assist Miss Lovett with
her music. This is Miss Lovett,
Fred-Mr. Warrington, Miss Lovett. "
And before he had finished his very
delightful call Mr.. Warrington re-
lated to the ladies the mistake his
uncle had made.
"And L am sure Miss Lovett will
not blame me if 1 insist that I shall
marry you, little Rosie, and the
sooner the better, before Uncle Phil
discovers his mistake"
L