Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1874-07-31
TANNING A BEAUTY.

"Will, who is that tall, fine-lookine
girl standing by the piano?"
''That? Why, that is Miss Now
bray, the most self.willed, petted and
spoiled butterfly Of our society. Sht
hates contradiction; and indeed,
know of no one who ever dared at
tempt it. If you wish to see the
blood mount to her cheek, why jus,
try it. Shall l introduce you?"
GAS you please"
''There is but one way to win he1
regard, and that is by asserting to
everything she says. Pardon the
hint, my dear fellow"
"Certainly, Will; but there is q
better way to conquer this beauty
than that"
Miss Mowbray was standing by the
piano, pretty little frown distorted
her face. She was petulantly tearing
rosebud to pieces and strewing the
petals on the floor. Evidently she
had been slighted; some rash cava.
lier had doubtless ventured to differ
with her and had been Immediately
snubbed. Miss Mowbray was SO alb
sorbed in her present occupation that
she did not notice the two gentlemen
who were bowling before her, SO
much so that she did not look up un.
til spoken to the second time.
"NIiss Mowbray, allow me to'pre-
sent my friend, Mr.. Willis"
She slightly nodded in response to
the courteous salutation of the cool,
selfpossessed gentleman who stood
before her.
"Quite crush, Mr.. Willis.''
"Well, l hardly think SO. I was
under the impression that the room
was nicely filed"
"Indeed" She met the calm gaze
of the keen black eyes, and bit her
lips in vexation.
"The room is uncomtortably warm;
do you not think SOP"
81 must confess that / cannot agree
with you, Miss Mowbray. l thought
that the temperature was very agree
able"
"You contradictory icicle!" thought
the lady. 81 shall not like YOU"
The gentleman nonchalantly
twirlcd his moustache and contem
plated his foot.
81 understand you have just re
turned from a European tour. O1
course you found travelling delight
ful?"
Con the contrary, Miss Mowbray
| thought it a perfect BORE"
"Indced! And what do you thinl
of Romeo"
"Misery and elegance, dirty streets
and swarms Of dirty, ragged beg
gars."
"Ah! How did you like Paris?"
"Monotonous architecture, pro
,once Americans, coquettes, ant
ny-hued politicians. Its principal
streets are nothing compared witt
our Broadway on a fine afternoon.
The band struck up Strauss waltz
The lady frightened.
"Of course you waltz, Miss Now
bray?"
"No."
"Thank you," and the next mo
ment they were gliding about th'
room.
81 think will sit here, Mr.. Viii
lis" said Miss Mowbray, in becom
ingly flushed condition, going to
wards bay window.
"Pardon me, but l do not think i
would be prudent. There may be {
draught there"
She was about to decline the prot
fercd seat, but look from the blacl
eyes decided the question.
''Thcre! you have torn the LACE
from your FAM
cit was an accident, assure you,
with pouting lip. But the blacl
eyes looking quizzically down
thought different.
"Your friend is quite an enigma
Mr.. Nelson," said Miss Mowbray, a
she stood in the vestibule waiting fo1
her carriage. 81 cannot make hin
out, and l am sure shall never like
him"
The object of these remarks ap
preached to bid the lady good
night.
"May 1 have the pleasure of call
ing upon you, Miss .Mowbray?"
A refusal was upon her tongue
but as there was no reason for refus
| inr. the renuesf she faintlv assenfed