The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-05-07

Caroline, if you will I,
"But i won't Caroline frowne0.
a7'You've been such a DEAR Miss Van
Horn spoke .yehemently-it was Miss
Van Horns mother who gave the house
party-"and you look perfectly beauti-
full lying back among those cushions!
1t won't be long until dinner, and he is
very clever, and you are clever,
Very we'll" Miss Nicholson gave a
little sigh. who is he?" she asked.
but Miss Van Horn was out of hearing.
Miss Van Horn recrossed the long
portico to the vine Swallowed corner
where the hammock swung slowly,
presented Mr. Barringer to Miss Mich
olson, and departed.
Miss Nicholson regarded her long,
slim hands as if she saw them for the
first time: she turned them over and
looked attentively at the pink palms.
Mr. Barringer's moody eyes were fixed
on her.
Its very hard to amuse clever
men" Miss 1Sicholsons voice was
3 plaintive. Last night there was
young con gresham at dinner. | knew
/ was to go out to dinner with him, so
/ studied political questions all day
Cuba, the outlook in Porto Rico, the
Improvement in the Philippines ! de-
termined to shine, and l had absolute
ly no opportunity. 7 don't believe.
refiectively, "that he talked of any
body or anything but myself. He said
my lips were like cherries after rain.
l think they are more like woodland
berries, don't you?" The girls eyes
were lifted, to quickly retreat behind
the long lashes. and he said my eyes
were mountain mists; and my hair
silken. golden mesh. l was sorry he
came down to platitudes when he
mentioned my hair. 1t was disappoint-
ing in the congressman. But perhaps
YOU are not interested in congress
menu
No" the man spoke deliberately, Il
am not"
In baseball?" hopefully
mo"
I'm golf?" pleadingly.
No"
You dance?"
No
You must be very stupid person.
Miss Nicholson said. Il think it is
easier to amuse the congressman.
Mr. Brewster Barringer was silent
Miss Nicholson looked down on the red
lilies that swayed below them. A very
little smile twitched the corners Of he,
mouth.
81 met a Mr. Brewster Barringel
down in Florida one winter, she SAID
He was engaged to girl who was WIS
iting the Peytons. But perhaps you
are not interested i'll the Peytons. L
you are not" in a severe tone, Il vii
leave you to enjoy the twilight in SOIL
tude.'
81 am interested In the girl who Wis
tied the Peytons,' he admitted.
oh" her red lips parted suddenly
disclosing ravishing dimples and tn
CLEAN of regular teeth.
But Mr.. Brewster Barringer wa
watching a dusky moth drift towar
the mass of brilliant lilies.
1.-The girl was called a fiirt, but
don't think she meant to firt. Sh
couldn't be unconscious of the admire
ton she received. She was rather
pretty girl, you know.
81 shouldn't have used that adje<
tive" the man said, grtmly. and .thi
time he saw the fash OF Miss Nicho
sons smile.
.'No?" she was still smiling. He ha
suddenly decided that deep dtmpl
on the left side OF lips that parted In
sweet, eager way was the lovelies
thing in the world
THE girl was glad there were me
in the world who loved her, all wome
are" Into Miss Nicholson's voic
there had suddenly come an earne'
note. They plead with her, or sighe
before her; but pleading or sighin
her nature retreated before their a.
vance. Then Mr.. Brewster Barringe
came into her life. He didn't belon
to her world She was rich, soclet
girl; he hadn't penny that he didn
earn for himself, and was dihere1
from the men she knew-men Of tt