The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1899-09-24

In shot onDo. ~. TOWnog. you 0o9e
know her fas bstess than L" rsuaied Prts-
ella, smljtng eonstrAinsdly.
'1lls Durtoa, pjsass don't think 4 susss.
but Sant 20 ten you . secret Too have
been 70 kind 70 me. and have such a-well.
eimCst . asterty wv Of treating fellow.
~ you wEj excuse my saying -. thai
know you vim edviso M whist % DO.
Indeed. II seems - n my messing you
wefe really prov1dential"
Don't you think, Mr. Townsr. that you
would much better not tell me. You zee.
an . stranger to you. ana In . week ~
shall separate and probably never meet
again. and then you would regret having
confided IN me. On. Am quite sure you
would better notr'
Il know Il would seem foolish under
other circumstances. Miss Barton, but
when tell you the story you VIII under
stand my anxiety: IL you viii allow met"
He leaned eagerly forward. and Priscilla
dropped her eyes In confusion. Taking her
silence for consent he began:
You re, IL Was this way. I'm an only
child, and I've seen little Of young people.
had tutor. and never went to school un-
I'll ] came North 70 college, and you can
imagine Il was rather an ordeal TO be
thrown suddenly among % many men.
kept rather to myself. and didn't meet
many fellows. There was one man there.
n0WeVets VINO WE VeTy 8OOO 70 U1es I'LL
name was Hal 0omera."
Priscilla turned her head ssill farther
away. and picked nervously 1t the fringe
Of her steamer rug.
Ono day" continued Towner. ''hs
brought me the photograph OF q pretty
girl. II was one Of those soft. rather in
distinct pictures, like a composite you
know. only II wasn't one. II hAd such
deep. beautiful eyes, and such Q way Of
that Il made . strange impression on me.
It was a Hats cousin. q girl 1t vaaar.
PnAcillA Nerth. Well. before ! knew
where was he got me into correspond
snce with her BY sending messages hrst.
and then notes. ! never wrote to Q girl
before. but II all girls write a. she does.
they are bright Get. Why. Ai0 Barton.
her letters fairly scintiliated! And no two
were alike: there was the charm Of Il.
They were from grave TO gay. from lively
to severe only all were simply exquisite.
No wonder fell in love with her! Well.
to make long story short. We became en-
gagged. and then. naturally. wanted to
see her. And here the strange part be-
gins. cannot meet her! am never to
zee herr
THAT is-rathsr peculiar" murmursd
Priscilla
Peculiar? It's unaccountable! She says
SAG - 1OIOtouou 70 MAKE acQuAlutanceo
by her grandfather. with whom she lives.
70 ] can't 60 to the college. At the end
Of the term she PUSHES on West-shs lives
In wisconsin. And In vacation she travels!
And here am In the ridiculous position
OF bAing engaged to . Girl I've never seen.
Now, Miss Barton. beg you to tell me all
shout her. Yeu know her. Of course"
Towner leaned his head on his hand and
gazed earnestly At the girl. She slowly
turned her eyes from the horizon and bent
them on him with q troubled expression.
How handsome he looked with that eager
face: how his hair curIed in little damp
rings about his temples!. She turned away
again. "MY. Towner." she began after
pausA II cannot say that do know Miss
North. IL would rather not talk about
IT," she ended abruptly.
Towner stared at her. why. what can
you moanr' ne said. increduiously. Sure
~ you must know her! What possible res-
0on can there be Tor your silenceT'
Priscilla still hesitatod. Then. suddenly
turning impetuously TO him. she said. with
little gasps between her sentences:
''Mr. Towner. you will never. never for
give me. but you ought 10 know the truth,
and suppose must be the one to tell you.
Hal eomers q my cousin. That was COM
posite photograph. touched up so II looked
like an ordinary one And there ID no Pris-