The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1905-09-07

] ~ gayly, and her companion
9 r g lifted his hat in courtly,
4 ~ debonais fashion.
@o< Until tomorrow" he
said, softly, with a deep,
tender glance tnat roade tie girls
cheeks turn to !, deeper pink.
Eva closed the gate, and walked
briskly to the steps Of the old-fash-
loned mansion that stood in tie
midst Of spacious. we!l-kept ground.
Once the June estate lad been we'll
in the suburbs, but now the growth
of the town had almost overtaken it.:
From the wide balcony one could see
rows of dwellings. and at the corner
an enterprising builder was erecting a
large block Of flats; but the old house
and grounds remained as they had
been for many years.
AS Eva stepped across the threshold
of her home, an elderly man advanced
from an adjacent room.
WAS that Lon 18th you," be asked.
"No, papa" replied Eva. turning
toward the stairs.
Wait a minute said her father,
with a show of irritation. "Who was
it?''
Eva looked down as she answered.
"AIr. Lang. He met me in the city"
Mr.. June's brow clouded.
II do not like that Wilfred lang.
wish YOU to haze n hing to do with
him" he said. Il don't like that
smooth, hypocritical way of his; he
doesn't appear to me like gentle
man."
"Oh, papa. how can you say so:"
reproacbable."
oh, I know. he's handsome and
dresses WELL" said the other; 'hut I
don't like him-,hats enough. He will
never be welcome in my house, re-
member that
As Eva descended the stairs.her eyes
nlle;. with tears ut her fathers un-
usual harshness.
Such injustice"' she thought. "But
it is partly Ions fault; he has preju-
diced papa. / shall hate him if he
continues to interfere with ME. l wish
he were not coming tonight
Nevertheless, she arrayed herself
that evening in a most becoming cos
tune of rose and black, and fastened
q spray of flowers coquettishly in her
dark hair; then. to prove her complete
Indifference to her expected caller, she
seated herself at the piano and began
singing Z popular song, although she
heard his footsteps along the hall.
Lon Swarton approached. but Eva.
with persistency, kept on singing
verse after verse, till at last lie bent
over her and laid his hands upon the
little fingers touching the keys.
:'Oh. is it your she said. airily,
wheeling about. How mean of you
to interrupt me-"
How long would you have me
waltz asked her visitor. II like to
hear you sing. Eva, but 1 wanted at
least to be made welcome"
Lon Swarton was tall, dark and dig
nified: his serious face and quiet mum
Ger were a decided contrast to the
blond, effeminate beauty and dashing
ways of Wilfred Lang.
He never liked to find Eva in this
teasing, rebellious mood; he was nc
trifler himself, and lately he had begun
to fear that the girl he loved was
drifting away from him.
Il don't know whether you are vel
come or not" said Eva, with little
toss of her dainty head. Il am vexed
with you, Lon. You have known me
ions; time. ard I dare say feel much in
terested in my welfare, but you pre-
sumo too much on our friendship when
you try to prejudice my father against
my friends
What are you talking about?" asked
her companion, quietly.
About Wilfred Lang. Papa has for
bidden him the house, and it is your
fault" replied Eva. He believes
everything you say. and when you tel
him that Wilfred Lang is not gentle
man. or fit compaE, for his daughter
of course he takes your word for it,
Eva, You are unjust" said Lon. %
admit that do not like Wilfred Lang
He is man of whom we know little
but I never tried to influence your
:arher. Bue what is Wilfred Lang te
you:"
The deepening flush Oh the girl:
cheeks the Gownc;,St eyes. the silence
that followed lis question-ail serve(
to rouse the jealous passion in ,ilt
mans heart.
You have seen him lately; you wisl
to see him again. he said. fiercely
Eva. is it possible you really care fo'
shat mans society: Do not trife Viii