The Brunswick daily news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1903-1906, 1904-10-09

in like that when my h-e-a-r-ts
about breaking" (This with a sudden
sob.) Il used to think she was fond
of me Never mind! She's shown
herself in her true colors. It's not
fair, atrer me saving up and buying
her that nice lace collar Those were
sweet words Dan said to me last night
as came from the well. My word,
wouldn't she he In a tantrum ii she
knew"
! But even the remembrance Of past
delights could net extract the sting
firm present sorrow; and Margery's
song. sounding from the stairs with a
note or defiance in it, drove the love-
lorn damsel out Of the house hands 10
cars. She fairly ran until she reached
the stackyard, where she paused
breathIess.
The place was deserted, for the men
were all off at the village, as is Gus
tomary on Saturday nights. Lookinog
around fer secure hiding place, she
presently espled haystack from
which a huge piece had been taken
away at the top Whoever it was that
had been last engaged there had left
standing the ladder by which he had
mounted; and this served Allce's pur-
pose, for She assembled, to find herself
the sole inhabitant Of a snug and lofty
little world. With a sigh Of relief, she
crept into the heart Of the stack, and
lay there warmly sheltered and com
fcrtable. At first the tears, held back
hitherto by pride, ralned down her
cheeks, but presently. worn out by
emotion. she fell asleep, and remained
blissfuily unconscious until aroused by
the sound of voices Immediately be-
meath the haystack,
Meanwhile Margery returned to the
kitchen, and the song died en- her lips
The girl was warm-hearted and gener-
Gus, and soon became a prey to re-
morse, No doubt Alice had been exas.
peraLlng, but still there was much
blame due to herself
II was not kind of Alice to take
things that way" she said, as she got
doyn the milk pals preparatory to GO
ing milking; "she knows / mean nc
harm, If have sharp tongue Silly
girl But I'm terribly sorry, all the
same. She's not as strong as |, and
like enough she'll cry herself into a
fever tonight Oh. wonder If Dams
worth all this bothcr?"
She wondered still more when old
| Dolly Wardle told her how he'd said
he could have either CT the girls ut
the farm for just holding up his little
finger. and was having fine game,
playing one off against the other. This
was the common talk of the village
for Dan boosted when in liquor; and
Dolly. an old servant at the farm,
thought It was high time some one
opened their eyes.
AS Dolly trudged off with her even
ing's supply Of milk, Margery looked
thoughtfully after her. The milking
was over. and the wide pans in the
dairy stood trimming with rich, fra
grant milk, vet Alice, who was rarely
neglectful of her duties, returned not.
while Margery wandered round dis
consulate. eventually reaching the
staekyadd.
Just then figure leaped over the
gate and fastened to her side. The
very man she had been mentally
weighing and finding wanting; for
Margery was a high-spirited damsel,
and could not brock the idea of her
name and that of her cousin being
banded at the village inn. She turned
to say something sharp to him when
she suddenly deserted a CLEAN of white
on the ladder below the haystack. and
recognized it at once for Alices apron.
which had caught on nail and chung
there, UNDECIDED by the maid in her
upward flight.
Aha So this was where the truant
had hidden herself; Margery ierked
II free in moment and tied it around
her waist Her quick brain had in
stantly evolved a scheme. by which TO
test the reality of her--or rather their
lovers protestations If he were
really what he had been depicted
false, a liar and a boaster-why, the
sooner they both recognized this the
better for their happiness.
why. Margery, this is luck" cried
the young farmer, eagerly. yet not for
getting in his eagerness to cast a
glance around in order to make sure
that they were alone its net often
I've a chance of getting you all to
myself my honny Margery,"
Chances are like game, they've got
to be closely followed said the girl
demurely, yet with a coquettish
glance.
"Ay, and like game, they're best
poached, especially if they're nice
plump little partridges like my Mar
gerry"
He attempted to draw her to him as
he spoke, but she held him OF
mo nearer. Dan, if you please,
Ye're rather glib with your tongue to
be quite honest, | fear And what's
4 sport TO you may he death to us, as
the frogs said to the boy who threw
stones. Tell me. Dan. how many girls
have you made love to since saw you
I last?"
| What? Is II me we're uphraiding
Margery. woman II you could Just
take peep into my heart at this