The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-01-29

Miss Lindsay; Ihave shaken hands with
it,"
"It is one of the penalties of being
O great author"
cor of being notorious?"
"You are too modest, Mr.. Holland.
Have you not shared the honors of the
afternoon with tho Prince and the lat
est lion--just imported from South
Africa, was it not?"
sand felt like q martyr oil the time.
But there you have the proof, Miss
Lindsay. Don't think ! am complain
ing. Fame and notoriety mean the
same-in London. And in this he
indicated the screen of shrubbery
which cut off the little nook from the
rest of the garden, but did not shut
out the strains of the Blue Hungarians
or the hum of many voices-"in this I
have my reward. forgive the lion"
hunters.
"It is relief to be out Of it," she
admitted. ''Do you know, Mr.. Hol-
land, that these books -yes, there are
more of them-are a pet idea of Mrs.
Gurdon's?"
II must thank her. She is'a woman
of genius
She laughed merrily. ooh, no. she
is only an incorrigible matchmaker
and finds them useful"
$50 she, at least, believes in love?'
he asked, picking up the thread of
former conversation.
cor in marriage. It is not always
the same thing, is it,"
1T should be-" he replied, with an
Dir Of the deepest conviction. He was
looking up into her eyes.
"What does somebody say?-that
in woman love is a disease; in man it
is on episode"
II seem to recollect that," he said.
''But it is nonsense; love cannot be
summed up in an epigram."
Again she laughed. II am afraid
you have q very bad memory, Mr..
Holland. The sentiment appears il
q brilliant study Of society, entitled
Providence and Mrs. Grundy,' fol
which, if the title page is to be trust
cd"
"Ah! T remember now. Please
spare me, Miss Lindsay. You dom
know the evil effects of phrase-makint
1T saps q mans morals until he ha
not even nodding acquaintance will
the truth. And you have taken you
revenge"
"But, really, Mr.. Holland, I trustee
to your--your knowledge Of human
nature, shall I say? I was glad, TO
my own sake"
"Fcr what, if I may ask?"
"That, in man it was an episode
It makes life so much easier to believ
co."
"You will let me retract in sackclot
and ashes, Miss Lindsay? Honestly
I have somo reason to do so. It
three years since I wrote that mise1
able book. Can you guess my ez
cuse?"
1T seems to infer a compliment
somewhere" she said, rather doub,
fully.
II am very much in earnest" h
said, getting up and standing abov
! her; and he looked it. II didn't kno,
you then. If / had, the thing call
an epigram if you like-would neve
have been written. How could i
when---?"
Here tho bushes were parted, and
J face-a tanned, handsome, open fac
! it was, although just now the expires
sion was not too pleasant-showed
the intcrstices. Miss Lindsay nodde
brightly.
"Come in, Ralph" she said.
every sorry, I'm sure" said IL
j now conner. "I didntknow, Nell
Then he disappeared.
Miss Lindsay smiled.
Captain Havelock seems-out
! sorts," remarked her companion, 81
. ting down again.
I, Probably he is looking for n
b mother" said she. II told him
attend to her."
= "He is a capital fellow" he So
Z indifferently, "Done something
;, India, hasn't he?"
"a small affair Of outposts, ".she r
piled, in the same tone. Only, pc
haps, it was as we'll that he was n
9 studying her eyes very intently at til
!. moment. 'He held fort somewhe
Il on the frontier for fortnight again
a couple of thousand tribesmen, wi
only a European sergeant and fiji
Sikhs under him; andhe was reduce
! to thirty rounds of ammunition al
O no provisions before he was relieve
4 It is quite common thing out ther
He told me so himself"