Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1898-03-19

dazzle her with his worldly knowledge, II
nothing else. Yet how she d~espised his
knowledge, and with what contempt she
heard him speak OF his various experiences
Nothing seemed 10 jar upon her and to ir-
ritate her as did his Alterations. She was
looking one morning at n very beautifully
yeIHed leaf, which She passed over 10 Miss
Hastings.
is il not ~wonderful?' she asked. and the
captain, with his ~eye-glass, came to look at
Il.
Are you short-sightcd?' she asked him,
abruptly.
Not In the least" he replied.
is your sight defectiye?" she continued.
no. not in the least degree"
Then why do you use that eye-glass, Cap
tain Langton?'
"G--ah-why because everybody uses one"
he replied.
II thought il was only women who did
that Kind OF thing-lollowed a fashion for
fashions sake" she said with some little
contempt.
The next morning the captain descended
without his ~eye-glass, and Miss Hastings
smiled IS she noticed il.
Aralner OF his alterations was a pretended
inability to pronounce his 't's'' and RS"
Can you really not speak plalnly?' she
said to him one day.
Most decidedly / cam he replied, won
dering what was coming next.
Then, why do you call rove 'woye' in
that absurd fashion,
The captains face flushed.
1T Is habit / have fallen into, ] sup
pose.' he replied. II must break myself of
it."
at Is about the most efIeminate habit a
man can fail into,' said Miss Darrell. Il
think that, if were a soldier, l should de-
light in clear, plain speaking. ! cannot I'M
derstand why English gentlemen seem 10
think il fashionable TO mutilate their mother
tongue"
There was no chance Of their ever agree
ing-they never did even for one single
hour.
what are you thinking about, Pauline"'
asked Miss Hastings one day.
Her young pupil had fallen into n reYerte
over The History Of the Peninyllar War"
II am thinking" she replied, that, ale
though France boasts 50 much OF her mill
tary glory England has a superior army; her
soldiers are very brave; her officers the trueSt
gentlemen
II am glad to hear that you think so. l
have often wondered il you would take our
guest as a sample"
Her beautiful lips curled with unutterable
contempt.
Certainly not. / often contrast him with
a Captain LafosSe, who used TO visit us in
the Rue d'Orme, a grand man with brown,
rugged face, and great brown hands. Cap
tain Langton is a coXcomb-neither more
nor less Miss HaStiup,N
But lie is polished, refined, elegant in his
manner and address, which, perhaps, your
friend with the brown, rugged face wasnot"
we shall not agree, Miss Hastings, we
shall not agree. | do not like Captain Lang
ton"
The govcrness. remembering all that Sir
Oswald wished. tried in vain 10 represent
their visitor in a more favorable light. Miss
Darrell simply looked naughty and uncon-
WINGED.
II am years younger than YOU she sad,
at last. and have seen nothing OF what you
call life: hut the instinct OF my own heart
tells me that he is false in heart, in mind, in
| soul: he has a false, catering tongue, false
lips. false princip!cs-we will not speak Of
him.
Miss Hastings looked at her sadly.
DO you not think that in time, perhaps,
| you NAV i've him Hefter?"
Continued Next Week.)