The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1900-09-22

Nature had donned her summer dress;
the river flowed silently away between
banks in green dresses, trimmed with
rushes, among which the water-dia-
monds sparkled in the sunshine. Great
trees hung lovingly over the clear wa
ter gazing at their iInery Inirrored In
It's depths, as II they would never tire
of admitting themselves In their beauti-
full summer clothing. This is Lady En-
ily's description OF the scene. was
busy fishing. There seemed no one in
The world but ourselves and the files.
"Whcrc Is Tommy this morning." l
inquired. rcsculng my hook from the In
terlor OF misguided fish. Emily
emerged from parasol, gehind which
abe had retreated during the operation.
4 She said Fremlnded her Of Nero on such
occasions.
II have sent him Into the village to do
BONE shopping for me-" she explained.
! whistled softly.
"Three miles in the heat! Great is
The power of love!"
II am q little worried about him."
said Emily.
i"Oh, he'll be all right! Ice applied to
the head works wonders" l remarked,
cheerfully. =,
t4'It's not that; but-but believe he is
going to propose" (
+, 81 should not think So" I said, ju-
dcialy. Ills feelings, when he returns
from the village. very hot and tired.
will be rather those of hatred o. the Ity-
rant who sent him on such o journey"
81 shall mix him some oatmeal wa
fer"
'cApd add insult to injury"
""He says he likes it."
.'Then probably he will propose. Mat
tiers seem to have gone far
But 1t will upset everything IL he
does" said Emily. plaintlvely.
."Why?" inquired.
"Because-lt's impossible. OF course
md he'll go away, and shall be with
out any one to-to-fetch things from
the village"
"Oh" I remarked. could have said
more. but It was too hot. did not ap-
prove of Emlly's sentiments, y
Y"Can you suggest q way to put 1t
off?" she asked, tying knots in the
rushes.,
!. 81 will not be your companion in
crime" I said, wiihran assumption of
anger, aided by the persistent efforts of
the files. to make q promenade OF my
nose. ~
.'Don't be silly! He'll got over it all
fright" az I
"oh, If you think he's not really in
earnest"
3.''He is; I know he Is" X
Emily sat in meditation for few mo.
ments. Then she said YEARLY, ".It's too
hot to think. Do help mel"
81 could tell him your real character"
I said, taking pity on her distress.
You're horrld!"
81 meant 1t kindly" said I, and re-
turned to my fishing,
cshall I awaken the echoes of the
past?" said I. presently.
L began to count the echoes on my
fingers. Charley Murgrave! Lord Har-
vey"-and SO on, until I began again
Mt my thumb. Then. Emily interfered.
"Youn dare!" she said
On reflection, I did not dare To re-
count the punishment which she has at
Various times inflicted on loving
brother would be but to revive the
horrors of the Spanish inquisitlon.
For time neighboring cuckoo mo-
nopolized the conversation.
Then Emily said. There's Tommy"
"A white figure was crossing bridge
q little way higher up the river. There
was WEAKNESS in his gait that went to
my heart, and I seemed to ZEE; in my
self the TORTURE Of thirst that must
possess him.
you are going to meet him?r I In
qulred, seeing Emily rise.
yes" she replied, giving herself
that wonderful little shake with which
a woman can Danish all disorder from
her. attire.
"Are you armed?" asked anxiously.
''What do you mean?"
1.-THE man must be desperate-and the
oatmeal water" =
Emily paused in the act of running
nm enormous pin into her head-or
thereabouts-and looked up into my
face with amile.
Well, yes-she was armed.
Returning home in the cool Of the
evening. I noticed q letter lying on the
table. addressed to Emily, in n hand
Enthusiastically masculine. l was in
formed that she was out, also that Mr..
Boynton was out. ] drew my c8nc.us-
ions, and, knowing the favorite haunts
OF my sister, took tho letter and went
out in quest OF them. found them
sitting together under the trees,
watching the fish rising at the flies. At
least, that is what they said they were
doing.
II hope am not intrudlng?" said I.
"oh. no." said Emily.
Certainly not--very pleased-lovely
.evening-warm!" muttered Tommy, in
nrtlculately.
I fancied lie was not quite sincere,
and. proceeded to offer one OF my best
cigars. as a proDitiatIon. lit another
myself. and we sat in silence for many
minutes. The air was intensely still:
the blue smoke wreathed Upward anu
hung in miniature clouds over our
heads. TO the greet dIgcomflrt u thu