People's Pilot, Volume 3, Number 33, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 February 1894 — A Mist. [ARTICLE]

A Mist.

She blushed, in sweet confusion. “And what, papa,” she faltered, shyly, “did you think of Lord Eustace?” The old man contemplated her bowed head for a moment in silence. “My child,”’ he answered, slowly, after a time, “it seems to me that his mind is decidedly foggy.” “Papa.” She was kreeling at his feet “Forgive me, my pet—” The father had risen to his feet in alarm. “ if 1 have spoken hastily.” “Papa, lam sure you are right 1 had the same impression, but 1 feared I might be mistaken. And isn’t it —” She raised her streaming eyes to his. “ too lovely for anything. Fogs ar: so awfully English, you know.” In her rapture she insisted that she did not envy a soul on earth.—Truth.