Cochise review., 1900-11-13

cr~-lovc is for ne dream of the joyful past, and not a vision of the future. Miss W1thcr,d's knowledge of nursing might be invaluable to me"
 MetfOrd groaned audibIy.
 ''I must moi bel" he exclaimed, in dignantly. C'Shall moi be-" he mutt tered, inwardly) 'You don't love the girl, you have admitted ii: you are not half as fond of her as of that newest pup of yours,' CT would die to save her half q moments pam, and l don't suppose she cares d straw for me-" he reflected, bitterly.D 'I feel like kicking you."
 He looked like kicking likewise
 Kick me, or thump me, or do what you will, old chap! My feeling is jUst this: am worthless sort of fel- low, have gone the pace, and don't deserve the love of any woman in the world"
 What man ever did 3" growled Met ford
 "Oh, but you haven't a notion what thorough bad lot I've been! Don't look so unbelievir2." proceeded the kickworthy convalescent Il was go- ing to tell you something that Jess told inc winch makes me tolerably sure that Miss Wethered-- but you would only scoff. never knew such fellow as you. upon my word!"
 NetfOr1 smiled illrpihly
 The position is very simple one," he. said Assuming that from what your sister has been pardon me for saying so--unwisely suggesting to you, Mary mean, Miss Wethered-- cares enough for you to marry you, worthless and heartless but toler- ably good-looking chap Ike you, who, as: you justly remark, don't deserve the love ot any woman, nor, for that matter, the succession to one of the oldest and wealthlest baronetcles in England--"
 He paused. his face white and drawn, lines visible uponi il that were not there when this debate began.
 "You haven't any love to offer her. You don't know what love is, You merely want to cancel supposed debt of gratitude by offering her your looks your wealth--everything you have ex- cept the only thing that woman like Mary Wethered hungers for!"
 He was becoming eloquent, too elo- quept and he perceived it.
 Love will come later" Winston an- swared. confidently; gratitude is said to be akin to love The girl is not quite my style I admit, but ike her --I really do. old chap Shei passably good-lookiug, although, l suppose, one cou.dhardly call her pretty"
 Metford Suorted.
 sings weii--sufiiciently we'll, that is, for 'dr3 wing.room purposes Don't look so 6eastly scornful! Of course, you can't appreciate anything humber than Italian opera Sheplays the piano nearly as well as Jess does, talks inter estIngly, and has. l must say, the gentlest Sdite imaginable. Whatever you may ch hjoSe to say. you old ca,culat- ing cylir, an more anG more inclined to agree @ith ny sister Jess that fl l return to i.l,a without ask:Eg the girl to he my wife l shall be the stupide st, most ungratefut and most contemptiblA beast on earth" :"
 T warn you, said Metford, warmly, that if you pretend love i Q Miss Weth- cred and let her pledge herself 10 you you will repent yourself within week, and the girl willtinG you out and ht the most miserable woman on Gods earth. You won'r listen to my words of wis dom, of course; for of all the pig-head- ed, obstinate mules"
 "A some what mixed metaphor" laughed Winston, un2bashed.
 Mixed metaphor be hanged! Be . man and a gentleman! Go away unde- clareG, aud if, after you have had six months to think about il, you feel something more than gratitude stirring within your bosom, get SIX months leave, return to England, insert your head into the matrimonial noose-and ! be hanged 10 you!"
 "BeaStIy old cynic!" declared the blase lieutenant "I like your con founded impudence talking about love Why, l don't believe you possess even the rud1ments of heart! Damned good chap. all the same! You shall be . my best man. Tomorrow or the next day shall iudite hyperbohc epistle to Miss Mary, asking whether she cares enough for fellow to wait for him un- 1il he gets his eaptaincy. It may be for years as the song says; but fatter myself am we'll worth waiting for, and don't propose to take the risk of any other fellow--a cold-blooded chap like you for nstance--stepping into the lists during my absenee!"
 Metford was speechless with con tempt That Winston should have proved himself such an unmitigated The funny part of it was that Miss Fethered, who was taking brief rest 1t the seaside, received two letters by the morrow's malone from the ''un. cad" thapling her lever so much" for all her kindness to him dur ng his proJracted illness; the other