The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1906-01-13
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By ELoRA srEwARr EMORY.

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longingly. To him she was being
set apart from the rest of the world.
She seemed unconscious of his eyes
and their love-light. She yawned
wearily. IT don't believe they have
interesting plays any more, she said,
toying idly with the dainty bird before
her. 81 think was unusually bored
tonight"
The mans face lost its happiness.
Lillian, the fault lies in another di-
rection. It is I who am uninterest-
ing. not the plays"
The old lady with them, the chape-
rome, did not heed the couples words.
Aunt Cynthy was deaf and popular.
"I am sorry, dear; God knows l
have tried to win your love. Thought
/ could do so in the possession of you.
/ am not going to try any more, it's
no use," the man continued bitterly.
81 think we had better break the en-
gagement." "
He waited for Lillian to reply. He
dared not breathe. What if she
should say: Vivian, / do love you.
1t is only that I am a spoiled, petted
child of fashion that I am dull"
His eyes grew radiantly happy in the
thought. 'Lillian3 7" he asked, lean
ing across the table.
She smiled ever so family. "Per-
haps you are right. I really do not
care to marry for awhile. And being
engaged is tiresome, don't you think
sol No doubt the plays are fair it's
only that I've seen SO many, you
know"
They rose quietly and the man as
sisted the chaperoue into her big fur
cape. Lillian drew her own cloak
around her before Vivian could reach
her side. Outside the cafe the car
riage was waiting for them. The
man had grown years older and the
woman looked tired and worn.
1--WE will take Aunt Cynthy home
first" Lillian said.
''As you think best," Vivian an
swered coldly.
When they were alone in the car
riage Lillian laid her hand on Vivian's
arm. "You should not care, Vivian !;
nowadays one does not really love,
you know"
"Care? Lillian, do 1 look like a
man who could feign lover You are
too much a woman not to know when
man loves and when he does not.
do love you with all my heart, but
I will not marry you. could never
be happy with a loveless wife. I
had hoped to reach your heart I do
not think you have one"
Lilliau's hand on his arm trembled.
"I have no heart? Possibly you are
right; am not sure about it myself.
/ only know that I am weary of it
all-the sham, the make-believe of
everything. I am hungry this min
ute, could eat sandwich with rel
ish; yet we have just come from a
swell cafe where l scarcely touched
the food. It is vulgar to eat and en-
Joy it. If I had not left all of the
supper Aunt Cynthy would have told
the rest of the crowd that she had
always suspected there was a COM
mon streak in our family. It's only
trife, Vivian, and / am ashamed of
having exhibited so much emotion.
That is another relic of the common
streak. 1t is really intensely vulgar
to have an emotion
There was crash and jolt. The
horses had shied and thrown the car
riage against the curbstone. 1t sway
ed, and Vivian threw the door open.
He grasped Lillian in his arms and
jumped. In a second the horses had
become unmanageable and were tear
ing down the street. Lillian was too
weak from fright to speak.
Lean on my arm, dear, and we
will find another way to get home" !"
The man spoke very tenderly.
The street seemed deserted. There
was no cabman in sight. Vivian
looked about him to try to locate
themselves. 81 think we are in Bo-
hemia," he said, ''it seems familiar.
know an artist or two down here.
We must find a telephone and send
for carriage. We may be able to
locate a cafe where you can procure
sandwich. He laughed softly,
and Lillian realized he had not be-
lieved her when she confessed to being
hungry.
"I wouldn't have brought you
down here for anything. but since you
are here you may see few sights
that are interesting even to the blase. "
Lillian chung tight to his arm.
Young men and women passed them,
laughing and talking merrily. "They
are artists and journalists, most ol
them" Vivian whispered.
Into fully lighted little restaurant
Vivian and Lillian followed a couple.
Lillian strained her ears to catch their
conversation.
"You can't afford a really truly
wine supper" the young girl was
saying. ''I will not allow it. you are
very foolish to remember it was my
birthday. Idon't see who could have
told you. Well never be in a posi-
tion to marry if you don't stop cele'
brating every sort of anniversary.
Last week it was on account of il
being year since we met I; this week
my twentieth birthday" She wa:
laughing gayly and looking up into
the mans eyes with all her sou
shining through. 1t caused Lillian.
to fill with tears. She brushed then