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BLACK EYES AND GRAY EYES 25 mirers in her presence at once, each treating the other with marked but freezing civility, and both doing their best to please her? Weare obliged to confess it, even of the most artless and truthful; and so it is not to be wondered at that Clematis was very beautiful and very bewitching that evening; nor that her cousin lay awake some time that night dreaming waking dreams of the fine old homestead, the five thousand dollars in bank, and the beautiful creature, his future wife— nor that the pain in Pennon’s ankle kept him tossing until nearly morning. The next day Pennon had a lonely time. Clematis was busy every moment. She had resolved to be polite to her cousin, and have some company for him. The gentle oki horse was put.in the chaise, and she drove around to the few families in the neighborhood and inyited the young people over for that evening. When she returned she had the rooms to arrange and some of the refreshments to prepare. “What are you going to do with me, Miss Percy, in the midst of your happy guests? Ithink you had better send me off to bed at nightfall.” “No, indeed! I am going to have an easy chair and foot- stool in the nicest corner for you. Perhaps I shall crown you with flowers and place you upon a sort of throne for all my friends to do honor to you. Why, I depend upon you as one of the attractions of my company.” “Mr. Julien, I suppose, being the first.” “Of course,” she replied, not the least disconcerted; “I make the party for him. But that you need not want for any attention when I am occupied with him, I have told a black-eyed friend of mine, Kitty Parker, that she must do her prettiest to entertain you.” , “I do not like black eyes-as well as I do soft gray ones. _ "Fo ottlnaaget apagssteneees 2 Of holy love.’ . They are more amiable,” - “ Has all your previous experience given you no more tact than that in paying compliments? I could manage one more delicately myself, and I am but ‘A youthful girl, in rustic guise. >>» comlcbooks.comn