The Opelousas courier., 1904-06-25

l rather like to talk to him myself
Indeed! But l don't believe he has
a bit of sentiment in him. I'm sure
he's never kissed a girl in his life
Hasn't he! "Unless"-she laughed
mischievously-'it's you"
you are ridiculous" protested We.
ra. He wouldn't dream of such a
thing" Obviously Hiss Vera4 under.
stood me no better than other antiqut'
ties. ~
Perhaps he-Why don't leave
off s~quabbling with him?" p
He won't let me. HE sserally
begins by asking me wA am
ready for our usual quaFgv
why don't you say I Y
Because he ought%6Ay it" re-
solved that he shoullFV
dull" IY
Il don't thinrH vhould."
Whatever wg72gyou talk about?"
"Oh-the usy1Fingsl"
him wH9pering soft nothings
in sour ear.H Maud laughed. Per-
sonally 1 did5X see anything to laugh
at; AND D'oshins and looking
Don't 8so silly"
"WhilsIApe imprinted a chaste sa-
mkN1time to dress for dinner"
saies&ARa, frigidly. She walked to-
.wIaf1dssfhe door.
G%He has a ginger mustache," said
Maud. as a parting shot. This remark
was absolutely untrue; it is golden
almost.
He has mott" Vera departed.
Maud humed a queer little tune to
herself for a minute. Then she sighed
twice-presumably for Vera. Then
she shrugged her shoulders once-I
fear for me! Then she went out al
so. After a prudent interval l fol-
lowed.
At dinner Vera and I we're neigh
bors. l avoided antiquities, and told
her amusing stories, just to hear her
laugh. She looks very pretty when
she laughs. She also looks very pref
ty when she doesn't.
After dinner our host, who is proud
of his scenery, suggested that we
should go and see the moo rise over
Tall Hill. | managed to escort Vera
and to lose the others.
Shall we have our usual quarrel?"
she asked, when we had perched our
selves upon a big stile at the foot of
the hill.
mo-" l replied; 81 don't want to
quarrel, please"
Don't you?" she said brightly.
Aren't you afraid we shall be dull?"
Not in the least; but if you are"
ooh, no. We can talk about-let
me see"
THE usual ~things?" | suggested.
She looked swiftly at me, and gave a
little start. 1 took hold of her arm.
Il thought you were falling" l ex-
planned. Perhaps it would be safer
if held you" She didn't seem to
mind, so l gathered her arm comfort
ably in mine.
Il can't imagine you talking usual
you know" she said, with an
uncertain little laugh. y
Everybody says usual things in
the moonlight" I explained. See, it
just rising over the hill"
We sat a few minutes in silence,
watching the yellow rim appearing,
and the pale light streaming down the
fields, dotted here and there with tall
1T is very, very beautiful" she
said softly. 1T makes one feel good.
[ am SO glad you didn't want to quar-
rel tonight
Cor any other night. I have been
going to tell you so for a long time"
She laughed.
How strange! Do you know, ] have
been wanting to say the same thing
10 you"
at was right that the overture
should come from me-" She started
and glanced at me again. The moon
light lit up her pretty, thoughtful face
and glinted in her golden hair. "The
prettiest effeet Of the moonrise is
to you," / told her.
Il think" she said, smilingly, cts
effect is that 1t has made two
luarrelsome people" She hesitat-
ID for the word.
Good friends?" She nodded. Zone
If them is very glad"
So" she said almost inaudibly, sis
he other"
DO you know, little Miss Vera,
ir~eadfully as we quarreled, I liked
'ou all the time. Only l thought that
Fou disliked me so much.'
ooh, moi" she cried quickly. sIn-
Iced didn't"
That" l said, "was the odd thing
bout it,"
She gave such a jump at the quota.
ion that she would certainly have
allen off the seat-if I had not had
he presence of mind to put my arm
round her waist!-Owen Oliver in
he New York Mail and Express. 6
A "Holy Railroad in Canada.