The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-07-01
Her Experiment.

surd and unlike you"
That's just the reason I wish to do if.
am tired Of the old yearly program. The
symphony, hops, teas, drives and calls IN
the winter, and then away to some fash
ionable resort in the summer with another
whlrl of gayety for an entire season. Pm
bored with it all and have decided for lust
one summer to secude myself in some
quiet country place, where no one knows
me, and | can dress simply and be my
natural self, without one familiar face to
remind me of home. -
But mother and the girls will be so
disappointed, dear and if you would only
90 to Nahant with them | could spend
every Sunday there, aud if you carry out
this wild scheme of yours | may not be
able to see you more than once, for | do
not expect vacation this year, as my
senior partner sails for Europe next week"
But, Ned, do not want to see even
you. That would spoil the whole plan.
SO you are not to come where | am.
Edward Linton arose with flushed face
and said quickly: "Do you mean, Mar
garet, that you won't write to me and ]
am not to see you until autumn"
" Yes, Ned | want to leave love and
lover behind me to be free once more; but,
you dear old fellow, shall return, YOU
know. Now, let's have a parting song,
for leave tomorrow and she turned to
the piano.
mo, do not feel like singing. l hope
you will enjoy your outing and freedom to
your hearts content. Good night,n and
he was gone.
He thinks II! call him back, but l
won't, and I'll carry out my plan now,
anyway and Margaret ran upstairs to
finish packing.
Five weeks later a party of young peo-
pie started from the Prospect House-the
only hotel of small New Hampshire VIII
lage-to climb the mountain for which the
house was named. The girls in their short
walking skirts, shirt waists and Alpine
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chatted merrily with their escorts. One of
their number, however, Jagged behind a
Bit and girl noticing her, said: 81 can t
understand Miss Joyce. She is bright and
attractive and yet will not accept atten-
tons from any young men. She told me
yesterday that she came here in preference
to Nahant, just to be quiet. If she was
tired out or i'll it would not seem odd but
she says she is in perfect health" ''Oh.
just wait till my old classmate arrives to-
morrow noon, and, unless he's greatly
changed in the past four years, she'll be
unable to resist his attractions, said her
companion.
"Why, Mr.. Carson" said the first
speaker Kate Norris. "Haven't you seen
him in all that time
"No; we graduated from Harvard we
have never correspondent, as b0tn have been
very busy but as soon as came here l
wrote him to take weeks outing and
join me- and he wrote me yesterday that
he would arrive tomorrow
ooh, Mr. Carson, y said Kate mischiev-
ously, "did you describe the attractions Of
the house,"
"The young women? Oh, certainly, the
heartless one in particular. | would like
to see her captivated by Ned, just to pay
her for the snubbing she has given the rest
OF us fellows
The next afternoon Miss Joyce strolled
into the wood at the foot of the mountain,
and, seating herself on stone by little
brook, began to read. But her mind
would wander in spite Of her efforts 10 be-
come interested, and she closed the maya
zine and looked at the babbling water in
stead. Suddenly she esped some brilliant
cardinal flowers growing on the side Of the
bank, and she bent TO gather them. As
she did SO crimson pin or her coat caught
on the edge Of rock, becawe unloosened
and fell into the stream.
"Oh, where is it," exclaimed Margaret
and seeing it beside a pebble, she eagerly
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Hearing footsteps, She turned, and before
her stood Edward Linton.
"Were you contemplating suicide, o
trying to land trout with your hands??'
said he, smiling in his pleasure at seeing
her.
"Don't say You are not glad 10 see me,
Margaret, for | can see welcome in you
eyes"
Eyes, Ned, I'm very glad to see you"
He held her close to him, and as she
raised her lips to his she whispered: ''Ne,,s
dearest, when run away again do not
want to leave love and lover behind me,
even for just one summer. >
BiSmark'S Iron Nerve