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Show Eas.il.Ult4.1Aittt.Uifi..Utia..WAAila.Ai..Utiy.l ' ie Girl From the Circus. BY L. A. HAKKEn. fe The pchol.ir stit In his study before his writing table, but he did not write. He leant his elbow on tho tablo and tils head on hU hand, and ho was thinking of Phyllis far away In tho mountains with her husband. Tho table ta-ble wail piled with books several ood open luWtlugly and n fnlr whlto hcpt of paper lay on his blotting-pad -but hr did not wrlto. Presently the maid oM-nrd tho door and mi Wl: 'There's a oung Minian, sir, asking to see j oil, htmll I say you're eu-KUgolY" 'A young woman?" queried tho srhul.ir. "What sort of n young worn wo-rn m?" "Well sir," uml the iitnld closed the Uxir behind llor. "She sa)s she's ftvl 'the iirrus lent that's pitched on the lot behind tho school bouso." - "From the elrcus?' repeated "iho scholar. "What can she want?" "She won't ghe her name or mes sago, sir Shall I say that you're engaged, sir?" Thu maid iiiusldeiod It the "height of Impudence" that a hussy from the circus should daru to nsk to see her masiur. Fine doings. Indeed, for such ns sin to be asking for gentlemen, as bold as brass' The scholar iKindered. then he snlil. 'half tD himself, "Phyllis would like me to seo her sho was always Kind You 't.n fchow her In." ' Tho maid departed, aud presently ushered a young woman Into thu room and shut the door after her carefully. The young woman ndvnmed Into the middle of the room and then stood utlll awkwardly, and said nothing. She was a tall, slight girl, attired In a Variety or gnrmeuts, startling In hue, juid having apparently no connection M(lth ono another. Her hair was crowned by a hat of portentous size, adorned by sexeral rather dejected looking feathers Hut undor the rurze-bn8h rurze-bn8h nf hair theface was oval and al-Lgiost al-Lgiost bonutirul lu Its regularity or features fea-tures and puro color. Iho scholar rose and bowed, thru with old-world courtesy ho set a chair for her, and having seen ner seated, murmured something shyly as "to what ho was Indebted for tho pleasure of this visit?" The girl stared nt him with wide blue eyes, then said abruptly: "I say, you're a knowlu' old cove, aren't you?" Tho scholar Btired a llttlo at this utScrlptlon of hlnuclf, nnd waved his hands deprecntlngly. Tho girl went on: 'I've heard In the town as you aro always u-studyln' old books, and Knows all borts of heathenish lingo; lin-go; now do you know how to make a love poshln?" The fccholar gazed at her In speech less astonishment, then ho grasped tho edge of his writing table for support and stammered: "Do I understand you to ask me If I kliow anything about love philtres?" "Yes, that's the ticket," said the girl, genially, "1 want a loe jioshlu to give my young man. He's been and took up with Mnd'selle Leonore, what does the trials of strength, and I want to bi'mg him bnck to me. I was sure as you'd know." The scholar felt quite wirry for her when he realised the dlsapiKilntmeut ho was about to Inlllct, she smiled so prettily nnd looked so pleasant. Ho uhook his head, then he said gently: "I'm afraid I am quite unable to help you In this matter 1 know nothing of such things, neither do 1 believe that thoy can have the smallest effect." "But I thought you was always a-studyln' a-studyln' ancient days," said the girl, lu nil uri;umeinauve voice, leaning tor ward In her chair. "I)o think In somo of those old books" (waving her hand in tho direction of tho bonk lined walls). "Ain't there something In Mine of thorn old books?" "I fear not," said the scholar almost sadly, she- was so eager, so much In earnest. Tho girl drow herself up In her chair nnd said abruptly: "I'm a honest girl, I nm," "That I am suro you are, and therefore there-fore you ncod no love philtres. Believe me, yen are qulto pretty nnd good enough to Inspire love, nn honest lovo, without resource to mnglc " Tho scholar schol-ar spoko persuasively, his voice was very gentle nnd his manner courtly. Tho girl winked her wide blue eyes, and m a do a llttlo swallowing motion with her throat, then she coughed and continued: "My father's brought us up strict. Ho don't nllow swearing for women; anil If we was light he'd luy tho hot Be whip about our shoulders, hi would He's clown In our show, h Is." 1 litre was silence for a minute M the big library, then tho scholar saM gently: Why do you wbiU a love phfl trc? Is the man you are engaged t4 fickle?" ' "Well, hn runs after Mad'sello Leo note, and 1 can't stand It, and h4 laugh; at me, und I'm mlecrablft, t nm. " The girl's voice broke, and great tears rolled down her cheeks. Hh wiped her eyes with a gayly-bordarad pocket handkurchlof and said. "What would a lady do?" Tho scholar pondered for a momont then said, diffidently, and with extrema shyness "1 think that she would not ahow Hut she minded. That she would try to bn always sweet-tempered nnd gra clous, ulsive nil to Madam what's-her name. Don't let him think himself so prcrloi's, my child, we all valuo what Is haul to obtain He's too suro ol )ou, or hu wouldn't tease you. If you nro wl.e, and if he Is worth having If he's worthy of you and or your good rnthir, you'll find that all this nonsense non-sense will come to an end ns a tale that Is told " It was a long speech for the scholar to make, hn Hushed n little as ho maoe It, and the circus girl gazed at hliu admiringly, ad-miringly, exclaiming, "You are a know-In' know-In' old rove!" The scholar shook his head and snld humbly, "1 fear I am Ignorant In these matters. I have only kikiwn threo women Intimately In my llfo my mother, mo-ther, my wife and my daughter " "Is that what your dauahtor did?" she asked, eagerly. "I don't know what sho did," nn Mwered the scholar gently, and Indeed It was true, for tho engagement bad come to lilm ns a boll rrom the blue while hn was thinking of Phyllis as still In pinafores. "Wns she very hard to please?" persisted per-sisted the girl "Had Phyllis been hnrd to please?" the scholar asked himself. He did not know. H had not taken long to pi cam hor, nnyhow, ho he said, "I don't know If she was hard to please, but I know that whatever she did was right and womanly, and you can do all that your self, my dear." "I wish I was n lady!" sighed the cirrus girl, "but father says ono ran bo, ns good a girl In a troupe us If one was a scrlpturo reader, What do you say?" "I quite agree with your father; ho must bu a most sensible man, and I wlsn I knew him. Itelleve mo, u circus Indy can be just ns good nnd useful n lady at- any other If sho will only try, and I nm sura you'll try." Tho girl rose from hor scat, so did the scholar; she held out bur hand and hn took It, and the old man and Iho girl looked uilo each other's eyes. "flood-by." said the girl: "I'm glnd I come, though jou are so Iguornnt' alKiut love iKishlns!" "I'm very glad m ennio," said tho scholar heartily; "and, believe me, you need no 'love Mishlns,' you are quite charming enough without." The girl Unshod up to thu roots of the furze-bush furze-bush Then the scholar said' "Would you like 301110 roses?" The girl said "Pleaso sir," In the shyest, smallest voice, and the Eiholnr held the door open for her to pasn out. Then hu followed her across tho hall and through thu open front door. He look his pruning knife from his pocket and he cut her u great bunch of roses that were famed throughout the county, then ho walked down thu drive with her, mid at thu gate lie bade her good-by. J Sho Marled down the road, nnd then, looking bark and seeing him still standing nt the gate, she ran back, saying say-ing breathlessly, "I wish you'd ronis and fee me rldr. I ran Jump throned the hoops beautiful, I ran! I should like to show you " Tho scholar's eyes wore very kind, but he shook his head, saying: "I'm getting an old man, my denr; I hardly' ever go out at night " "But thero's a matinee nn afternoon show,'' she explained, "this afternoon" Tho scholar wavered, then tho bo-seeching bo-seeching blue eyes caught his and held ,theni. "Phyllis would like mo to," hn murmured; then "I will come and seo you rlile this afternoon " "I shall look out for you, mind," snld tho girl, "don't you forgot!" I The irholar did not foignt be went! (CopyrlKht I'' by J'mnli II Bowl" ) |