Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1873-03-13

hoHucf Wuat inahcs hdSaf OOutuc,
so ironical: She turns everything int
sarcasm, and is full as wild as Dandy.
The next time she saw him was al
Hadley's grand party on Delaware
Avenue. She was robed in that s'gor-
geous new pink sill" gotten for the oc-
casion. 1t just suited her marked bril-
liant style. One would have singled
her ont the instant one entered the
room. She was, as usual, holding le-
wee; the centre of a group of gentle
men, made up partly OF exquisites who
live on the froth of life, and partly of
sensible, dignified men, all held by the
charm of her conversation. She was
witty and sarcastic; she made them first
laugh, then think. 1t was wonderful
how many homely truths, and pointed
home-thrusts, this girl covered with
the guise of fun and irony. Her voice
was low and cultivated, and never
changed its soft musical ntterance, no
matter how animated or diseorlant her
theme.
He was standing Ourside the circle,
apparently giving unbroken attention
to the insipid platitudes of passe belle.
His organs of hearing must have been
remarkably keen, for he answered cor
rectly every time, and yet heard every
word that passed in the circle. At
length glancing up she caught his eye.
The recognition was instantaneous. Her
face flashed; he coolly twirled his
twany mnstache, and contradicted some
trifiing remark of the passe beauty's,
who looked at him in blank amaze.
At that moment, one of Strauss
waltzes fioated through and filed the
rooms. He abruptly excused himself
to his astonished companion, who had
been counting on his asking her to
dance; saying, as he did not waltz, him
self, he might be the means of prevent
ing her. As the dancers began to sway
through the rooms, he sauntered to the
conservatory. Fannie Hadley saw him
go, and followed him. He was their
guest, thus it was her right, and the
most casual observer might see that it
was her pleasure. From the conserva-
tory door, where, they stood, they had
a fine view of the dancers. Fannie was
gay and lively, and had bit of char
acteristic information about each, as
they glided past. Her fresh, school,
girlish ways-for she was but sixteen,
and not in society yet, evidently pleas
ed and amused him.
Presently Hagar Southey fioated by.
" That is the most beautiful girl in Buff
falo," said Fannie, enthusiastically
then added, Everybody is in love with
her; even Joe would actually put him.
self out to win her, and you know how
lazy he is.''
He was Joe's visitor-they had been
friends for years; of course, he asked
her name. A moment later, Della Howe
entered the conservatory on her part
ner's arm. They stopped to speak to
Fannie, and were introduced to the
stranger. Della did not recognize him
he knew her instantly, and before the
evening was ont. she e-was highly fiat
tered at the attention he gave her. Once
when she and Hagar happened to be a
minute together, she went into ecstacies
over this stranger, Joe Hardley's friend,
finishing with the question:
"Hagar who does he look like? 1t
has puzzled me ever since l was intro
ducedr'
HIMSELF" was the abrupt reply.
"But he must look like some one, or
his face would not be so familiar, for l
never saw him before" persisted Della.
You only think SOL" was the pro-
voking reply, and Hagar was gone. De-
liza naturally took the answer for the
first part of her remark, and pouted.
A few minutes later, Hagar Southey
was listening to very sentimental Of
fer of marriage in the conservatory.
She rejected the young fop, and he went
away with detected mien, his very
looking wilted. She turned J,
to retrace her steps to the drawing +:
room, and there, seated within full
hearing, shielded by the slrnbbery, sat {
Joe Hadley's friend. Her eyes flashed
he cooly twirled his tawny mustache s
again, and arose to let her pass. She G
swept by him, her head erect, the folds.
of her silk drapery brushing his feet i'm l
the narrow passage. He watched her s
out of sight, then whistling low tune,
took his chair again.
About an hour later, she met him face
to face on the doorstep. She looked
like a white cloud in her zephyr wraps.
He had just been assisting the passe
beauty, who had come without an es-
cOrt, to her carriage. He had OH the /,
identical great coat and fur cap: even ]
Della Howe might have known him +,
then. So surprised was she at meeting I
him, that she failed to notice the single {
step from the vestibule; her escort had {
gone ahead, so she must have fallen the {
entire flight, if he had not caught her /
yet she would rather have fallen than 1
have been thus saved. So annoyed was s
she, that even her innate courtesy for
sook her. She had actually been in his {
arms, and her ungloyed hand, thrown I
wildly ont to catch herself, had abso-
lutely touched his tawHy mustaehe. II
He waited an instant; then, as she did S
not thank him, said in the same cool
way he had that other day i'm the snow, {
'' on are perfectly welcome" and went
into the house.
On the way home she had not a word
to say. They had but block to drive.
All that block she was, drawing on her
glove, as if thinking thus to cover up
the memory of the touch of that long
silky mustache. But she must have
failed signally, for when she had reach ]
ed home and gained her own room, the l
first thing she did was TO pull the glove {
off, which she had but just got on, and
look at the hand it had covered. A sim 8
gularly childish act for the brilliant, S
Hagar Southey, but any one /
who knows any woman well knows
that woman is contradiction. :
After that, all winter long, she sell :
dom went out of an evening without