The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1901-10-04
PHILOPBNA WOOING,
Or
bliss Hafl0WG'S Love Story.


nor the diners received any of his at
aantion, for it was entirely occupied
~ Miss Harlowe.
lie could not have told what was
gbe first course, nor what was the
LAST, nor what had been said by the
bon of the evening, Lieut.. Barnum OF
Cuban fame; but he knew at just what
e2roop Miss Harlowes curling lashes
aoOked prettiest, he knew every de-
tail Of her gown, he knew just how her
Grown hair turned to gold where the
asys of the electric globes fell upon it.
Miss Harlowe held out a twin nut
in her pretty palm. "Will you eat a
EbIlopena with me, Mr.. Armstrong;"
she said.
II was marvellous what a softening
e&1ect those lashes had on her brilliant
eyes, one felt the difference when she
AOOlled straight at one and when she
Booked up from under their sillen
aE7nge. Some people said she had
hard eyes. Armstrong did not think
sn He bent over the small hand and
aOak up the nut as if it were a jewel
7 will do anything that you ask me
sa do" he said "But what happens
wIfen one eats a philopena"
~Oh, you cannot accept anything
from me and cannot accept anything
from you. If one of us does and the
Gsther cries 'philopena! the unfortu-
EEZte is obliged to give pawn"
Those are very hard conditions,
altogether unfair" said Armstrong.
Eat it," Miss Harlowe commanded,
dmperiously. Then she looked down
at her plate. There is always way
On get around the hardest conditions"
she said softly
@Phillipa carried on as usual this
evening" remarked the hostess to her
ENsband when the last guest had
@Une 81 declare, that girl is simply
e7raadful She is the dearest, prettiest
ching, but she seems to think that all
msBn were created solely for her
amusement"
Mrs West had tender heart, and
aaSi the evening she had carried with
E7er the recollection of the pathetic
gratitude in John Armstrong; eyes
when she told him that he was as
signed to Miss Harlowe. She gave an
EsROffending yellow soft pillow vicious
&Rg, which might have led one to sup
Huse that for a moment she had trans
burned it into Miss Harlowe's golden
EaEsd. Then she gave her husband a
EEg and a kiss as if to atone to all
u1Hn for the cruelty Of all women.
my dear" said he, John Arm
ztrong is able to take care of him
zEaf."
But Mrs. West knew he wasn't.
Phillipa was sleeping the sleep of
a8ae just. Probably it was the sleep
8EsBness Of the unjust that John Arm
Strong was experiencing.
He had been warned. Other moths
wb0 had futtered about the flame ex-
&ETted their singed wings, or expati-
BAed on the altogether wingless con
a9zhon of still more unfortunate vic
Azns. But where is the moth that was
asver saved by good advice?
~She is as beautiful as a picture
aEd with about as much heart" said
Tsavers.
SHE is beautiful and she has a
AaaTt to match her face" replied
Armstrong. "You fellows have never
nEen able to reach it, that's ALL She
zER't a woman to be lightly won, anC
luke her for it."
Lightly won! Good heavens
mats just it; she doesn't want to be
Wgn, she only wants to be wooed
goAn, my boy, l admire your delicious
aCltconceit and your stubbornness
&z1 tell you she is just playing witt
y1u
4 do not care to discuss Miss Har
1ore any further" said Armstrong
rrldly. And Travers knew that h
zaI said as much as he dared
Phlllipa sat in her drawing room
waiting for John Armstrong. She wa
mizing to herself as she remembers
akzt she had told three men that sh
wClld not be at home tonight
-Ie comes out Of his shell whe
Ehere is 10 che else here, she sal
IL herself. "What a great noble hea
81 had. And what a Will I viii te
Azra about the other men"
Ee came directly, and she we
nzned him very sweetly; but as sh
Ezg9ed in his face she saw a certai
fzrunass about the lips and a stead
waat of purpose burning in his eye
rld she shirered a little. Like Tr
1s. she knew that she had gone q