The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-10-26

were the Great Mogul, and wanted to
present you, but Miss Copeland said,
No. poor fellow he's had young ladies
thrown at his head until he looks bored
to death already. I should feel heart
less were I to add to his misery. Ha
ha ha {! How does that sound 2,
''As if she were woman Of discern
ment and-wel, all the Christian VIZ
tues, I suppose. J."
He did not raise his hat, or Bracket
might have seen that for once his eyes
were wide open. Something like
thoughtful smile played around his lips
as he called before his imagination the
pale, earnest face of Maud Copeland.
It was on the following day that he
overheard her give utteranc to the SEN
fences which open our story. A faint
flush came into her cheeks as she caught
the interested glance he bent upon her.
AS he passed on he muttered to him.
self:
GA Queen or, better yet, woman
She's worth seeking and | shall lose NO
more time.
Five minutes later he came upon his
friend and said
Bracket, if yoS'll present me to Miss
| Copeland you may count upon me III the
future in any emergency"
''Hallo!" calculated Rolly, surprised
at the absence of Gayl's wonted languor.
"Have you recuperated since yester-
day? What's to pay, anyhow I never
saw you SO wide awake in my life.
"Never mind, Rolly. Don't specu-
late. You know that it was curiosity
that made all the trouble in the world. !"
"All right, old fellow. I've nothing
to say. But knew you would come to
it when you had seen her.
Maud Copeland's eyes looked frankly
into Gayl Farnsworth's, and she ex-
tended her hand without reserve or af-
fectation. Her cordial smile had moth
ing of the fashionable shipper in it.
Somehow, her directness, her fearless
ness, caused an unWonted thrill III his
bosom.
Then followed boating and drives and
the German. By sort of tacit under
standing, the beaux and the bellies of
lesser prowess withdrew from the lists,
so that they were almost unavoidably
thrown together most of the time.
Even the casual observer remarked q
new light in Gayl's eye when he bent
over his partner to fan her after the
heat of the dance, and a new grace in
his movements when she hung on his
arm. The good natured smiled in sym
pathy. Those who 1elt piqued at hay
ing to "play second fiddle shrugged
their shoulders and said:
'Let 'em fight it out!"
ROlly Bracket rubbed his hands and
said
"Gayl's a goner-hooked through the
gills, by Jove [ told him so, but he
wouldn't be warned. First time want
ed to present him he yawned in my face.
He had not seen her then. When he
did he came to me, stark, staring mad
Took the very worst way, and he's been
failing ever since. Fellows, claim your
thanks. You know there didn't any OF
you stand show in any quarter until I
laid him on the shelf. Egad he was
worse than an italian Count with seven
teen castles-in Spain -
Although he gathered all this from
faces with the corners of the mouth some
times drawn up and sometimes drawn
down, according to the disposition of the
owner, and from Roliy's rafting tongue,
Gayl kept on with self-contained indif-
ference, until one evening he rested on
his ears in the middle of the lake, with
Maud in the stern sheets, trailing her
taper fingers in the water, and the moon
light streaming placidly over al.
Miss Copeland" he said, "the first
day of our acquaintance overheard you
remark that the man who married you
must be able to command circumstances,
himself and you. L have thought of that
a great many times since, and now
wish to say to you that thus far circum-
stances have presented nothing formida-
> BILE for me to overcome, but have taken
tolerable good care of myself-that is to
say, have kept myself aloof from most
of the vices that men with as much
money to spend as have generally fall
into. With such antecedents is it ego
tism to fancy that / possess the other
qualifications Will you let me try to
command you2''
He reached forward and took the hand
that lay istlessly in her lap. Did he
feel slight pressure2 at any rate ii
was not withdrawn. In an instant he
was on one knee at her feet.
"Maud!" he said, in low tone,
vibrant with suppressed passion, 81 love
you!"
Eagerly he sought to look into her
averted face. Suddenly she turned it
toward him, with the moonlight falling
full upon it. With thrill Of ecstasy he
clasped her in his arms, exclaiming:
"My darling!"
"My king!" she whispered, with her
lip at his ear and her cheek against his.
That was his answer. Gould he fail to
be satisfied?
Gayl Farnsworth's face was white and
set. There was something like fright
ened look in his eyes. His form trembled
with emotion, and great drops of sweat
stood on the forehead he pressed with
his left hand.
Maud Copeland clung to his right