The commonwealth. (Greenwood, Miss.) 1896-1923, 1906-07-06

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said 81 was told that that dude from
St. Louis has been shining around
here. Begins to look az though there
was a rival IN the field" aud Jack
Gladden. assutled a melodramatic air.
"No, SIR she said, sharply. there's
~ rival in the held-0n(y your lack
Of manners; Il gentleman wouldn't
talk the way you do.
lie had always liked to see her flare
up like this it was a refreshing
break in the mouotony Of smooth love
making, but. somehow, she seemed
more in earnest 10Y than usual, and
II irrijajed him.
No. Grace he said, Il presume q
gentleman wouldn't talk mat way,
but IA man would, when he wants the
girl he loves to turn from the error
OF her ways"
They were sitting in the shade Of
n big elm, back Of the mousse. Inc
day was warm, and the girl tanned
herself vigorously with the magazine
She had been pretending to read, Her
face was flushed with something be-
sides the heat, as she replied to ms
sarcasm.
Jack, you are always talking about
the girl you 4oye, when, IL you only
knew It, you don't love anyone but
yourself, You really make me weary
with your everlasting nonsense ana
the fan moved with accelerated VlEor.
I'VE have known each other all our
lives, dear said Jack, in sudden
humility, land | have loved you ever
since | can remember; do you really
think ! am that sort OF a fellow
What sort of a fellow" asked the
girl, not looking at him, and she very
carefully examined the advertising
pages Of her magazine,
Didn't you just say that am SET
i5h-don't love anyone but myseIf'
"yE0I, y8u don't she ]retorted5 II
you did, you would talk less and do
something. You are 23 years old, and
you don't seem to have any ambition
TO do anything except work your
mothers 40-acre farm, You have a
good education, why don't you use
IT."
lie generally enjoyed these scolding
moDherly lectures; now, they stirred
him to bitterness, and he said, with
boyi5h petulance: Il suppose you are
mentally comparing me with Mr.,
Henry %Souders, the gentleman from
ST Louis"
"You talk like a boy, Jack; and |
am afraid You will always be one"
She was 10.
Jack subsidized into sulky, troubled
silence Above them. in the topmost
branches, a thrush began to sing, in
pure, sweet notes, a lo~ye-song to It's
mate.
A stem WAS heard an the walk. fol-
lowed a moment later by Mr.. Henry
soudnrs. "thn gentleman from 81.
Ioujs" Good afternoon" said he.
hat in hand. 81 hone [ don't jntrude,
They told me at the house that
should find You here, but they did not
inform me that you had company"
and he glanced In a deprecatory way
at Jack; but that young man did not
appear to notice him.
Miss Grace HadIey rose to her feet.
"Why, how do you do, Mr.. Souders?
Certainly you don't lntrude. My
friend, Mr.. GLADDEN., hfr. Sonders."
Jack acknowledged the Introduction
both awkwardly and rudely. Glad 10
make your acquaintance" he said,
without rising. Grace shot him a
bok Of mingled anger ana disgust.
What a boor Jack Is. She wondered
now she had ever iancled herself in
love with MIN
Mr. Souders, with perfect self-pos-
sa' do"h on a corner OF the
rustic seat, ana began making hlm-
sell agreeable fof Hhade' re sald'
tneFe s nothing comparable win the
"hIte elm, ana ne glanced
up at the heaVy masses OF lark green
ioiIage oVeFHeao'
NO. I'm sure there ISN'T &C
guessed Grace. Papa says that he
take sow lor TINS tree
Jack mentally concluded that the
old gentleman wouldn't, either, and
he felt like saying 80, but he didn't.