The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-10-12

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u Margaret vandegrift In Youth's Companion.
IA REALIZED IDEAL.
4 Miss Rossiter sat alone in the H.
1Srsry, gazing rather pensively into
}be nre. When the servant came
.sith the lights, she had sent him
8way, saying that she preferred sit
ling by the freight, and now she
1faned back luxuriously in her great
lasy chair, preparatory to the rath-
j unusual indulgence Of an intro
3pective mood.
a She could not be called introspec-
I've as a general thing, for she was
ar too busy with charities, flower
Aissions, Tolstoi clubs, church and
|Sbciety in all their fullness, to allow
herself the popular fad Of self anal
Isis, and then there was Tom Len
eld. She had been engaged to Tom
pr nearly a year.
He was a dear good fellow and
s. 3as succeeding 80 well in his busi-
&ss, and yet-well, she was vague
conscious that she had not been
deeply disappointed as an en-
aged girl should be when she had
ceived his note that day telling
3fr he had been called out Of town
Unexpectedly and might not be able
return in time to be with her
at evening, as he had planned.
6 She wondered if, after all, she did
ive him as she should.
She sighed q little and determined
allow herself the pleasure of feel
3g rather miserable upon this sub
sd
TON vas q dear, she thought,
g t Il he only had a little more love
d appreciation for the things she
fed for!
Mot that he was not all love and
# probation for her, she admitted
herself, for she knew that he con-
Pered her the very loveliest and
everest girl in the world still
ERE was no denying that Tom was
fher slow sometimes, and so prac-
al She remembared how at the
exhibition they had stopped be-
fe picture Of the impressionist
pool that it was the thing to ad-
re Re To he quite hoEest, she was
81 entirely sure whether she real
s. understood and admired it her
S5sa|t, but she had heard so much talk
rat It from people whose judg-
she held to be entirely above
.z7.oclsm that she had !iai. "a sa last PoF-
qded herself that to her, too, it
replete with life and meaning.
Rt any rate it was annoying to
II 'e Tom look at her in undisguised
)a1ement as she praised its viz
sand to hear him exclaim: s.That
%! You surely don't admire
i" But then he was s0 penitaht
@ she had explained it to him,
W even if he did not understand
as pleasant to hear him say:
% are the cleverest girl, Nan. I
1 wonder how you can care for
sliow whose only pretense to
taste is his love for you" She
embered how, a few weeks ago.
symphony concert, she had
* $50 into Toms face to see If in
,e degree he did not feel the Joy
ne music that flooded her soul.
was fond of music, in his way,
ne was candid enough to confess
bright, pleasing bit Of light
. !. brought far more pleasurable
nons to him than the most soul
s;,aeiodies !! of the great masters.
= THIS particular. occasion Miss
''ter remembered that he had
saed :. her rapt expression with
ol anxiety and had murznured
etiy: What is it, darlinga Ara
@ Httlng in a draft9''
dear, it was always drafts,
E 0@@ething ~ equally annoying to
She wondered, if she could
se tor herself, what her ideal
fe would be like. ,,. I
Pictured to herself several
OF her own creation, finally
s'lng between dreamy Burne.
ngure and a hero Of the Chev.
%, nayard type, SO dear to mos!
Somehow or other Toms
personality would persist
hs itself up with her brain
@ al.s until they were such a sad
poslte that in despair she gave
PERSONAL appearances of he,