The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1900-02-08
III Love &torY

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eye They obscure the view. plaintively-
L wish yoad turn them round"
The broad hack vas mo&foaless. however
III stake my purse to q penny postage
stamp" she continued critically. they're
- across II they're an inch Plenty Of
room for the birds to nest in. Maj Arnost :.
He turned: Deep sish ssransied In q
laugh
Don't try to natter me into tranquility
and nice behavior. Miss wolstencroft- I'm
not to be caioled."
Nevertheless his humor palpably light
ened-
are confident of your powers" He looked
her over. q doubtful expression on the
strong. attractive face. That's like you.
You women run your races as you'd nght
your battles-with your heads. We men.
having less Imagination, are reduced to the
women despise in their hearts They
can conceive a victory much quicker than
we can carry it out. He was lighting
cigaret by this time. spearing out his coat
as q wind screen. that Miss Wolstencroft
might successfully apply the Pickering
vesta. I shall lose my money. but l shall
have bought you q lesson in humility.
Now. when shall it be. eh?'
She accepted the challenge promptly. TO
night, by moonlight. when the pier is
deserted. AS for your money. We shall
see"
The smile Of victory was on her lips.
The words came trippingly. Maj. Arnott
demurred in favor Of the present.
Il feel fey" she told him: but I'm not
going to make an exhibition of myself in
broad daylight, all the same. Frfsking
along the pier. kicking up my heels for the
beneft of the multitude. would never do at
my time of life. No. I must have be-
coming background for my middle aged
freaks: soft moonlight. ripping water.
stars-if they are procurable-lights In the
distance. and ships on the horizon. I'm
rather like the elderly fairies in the back
as the best of 'em, and look all right at
night"
She laughed. holding up her face to catch
the warmth of the sun.
You're the youngest woman Of my &C
quaintance.' he said thoughtfully. regard
ing her with sober gravity from under
penthouse brows.
I'm fairly hale and active" was the
cheerful response.
You're younger in thought and mind
continuing-"than many forward chits OF
| H. When one first meets you. your re-
| serve chills-even while it interests. But
day by day your shyness Indifference, pride
i Tor what the deuce it may be) meits, anc
one takes a pleasure in watching your ma
| ture unfolding leaf by leaf. like sunflowel
|
! lowered her chin SUDDENLY The Longer
| one knows you, the younger you become.
| could almost swear that l could count thu
| years as you slipped them off-like a butter
! fly in the chrysalis stage shedding its skin
l am curiously watching each transit; b!
the end of our acquaintance l expect~
Il shall have returned to swaddlins
! clothes, and wave you 'ta-ta' With my bill
in one hand and my gum soother In thu
other" Maj. Arnott looked annoyed a
Hester's laugh rang out. butterflies ant
sunfiowers indeed Donkeys and thistles
It's injudicious fattery that turns an on
| maid head.
She turned hers and looked at him.
look that ended in laugh on both sides.
You are the kind of old lady" he said
subsiding into gravity, who is responsible
for deal of mischief in the world. In
thinking"
| ~"
"Yes, you," mimicking her tone Their
| voice and face softenng, Your heart Is
tender so full of womanly sympathy; an
when one tries to express part OF one
gratitude. you-you leap on the back c
some wild, elfsh fancy, and go clatterin
and rearing round our heels till we take
them at last, dropping our gratitude
the road for you to ride over.
4 sometimes feel" he added, that it woul
be a pleasant and invigorating thing
mount beast of the same genius, an
a pleasant place if you explore it in CON
pany Oh, to mount one of tn
broomsticks of my youth. and to go hyin
through the air again in search OF Ton
foolery Land!"
"Is there room for me?" quiet voit
it was but with a queer little thrill in
that put the question. If so, take me U
in front of you. My beast is hard to hol
in sometimes. You look so SAFE I'd lii
to try your broom
would you Gomez" wistfully. Il hay
ent ridden it for years."
Il shouldn't be afraid Of mounting it.
with you"
Il might fly higher than you bargaine
fOr''-his somber eyes were kindling-'ar
when you saw us rising higher and high
| above the housetops, you might cry and b.
to be put down..
! "And then you'd drop me?"
"No!" The word shot out, charged Wi
stubborn meaning. If you once mounte
should hold on tight"
Il believe you would" laughing a tri1
nervously. you'd finish your race, thout
you might drop at the post
will you enter with me?" His ey
were on fire now. IA race with phantom
and nothing at the end of it; wood
broomstick to carry us, and a helpless cri
pie astride to steer you to Tomfoole
Land?"
| Hester, shaking with some strong EN-
; Your broomstick is almost as unco
trolable as my horse. We mustn't soar t.
: high. Perhaps earth's the safest place
we poor mortals. after ALL
- "The safest, vest; but the sweetest"
y Maj. Arnott's face was flushed. 'Heste
= in a whisper-"dear one, don't you see
- I've mounted the broom and am head al
, shoulders into Cloudland already Dor
turn ay-Hester-Wtfy-"
h Midway up to her eyes, where they we
), creeping covertly, hand and handkerchi
h were arrested suddenly.
= You're crying! Crying! You! Stop
v I tell you, or I shall forget this"-his CLAN
y swept down the nerveless limbs outlin
. beneath the rug-"and remember only th
= I'm a man-who loves you"
I ambled along with bent back and deaf ca
apparently. 1t was half past l. T
: Front" was we'll nigh deserted. Abo
n them, on the upper terrace, q woman's hi
= pitched voice was heard distinctly.
mo, she's still marching that tireso1
!, cripple up and down. Call to her, Per,
# The girls good nature will induce her
IS forego her lunch"
b complacent voice replied. 'Wha
: lunch to Hester when there's a new mo
e strosity to add to the collection. Let's lea
d them. auntie. They're happier as they a
He's halfway through his symptoms, a
:, Hester's morbid mind Is revealing in
= Unhealthy"
:. They moved away. The sentences cal
n disjointedly.
y You're jealous, Percy''-in Mrs. vincen
', tones kind :. Kind, because
g pities the poor thing. That's all"
~ Their voices died in the distance. Do
~ below, the man and woman who were