Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-03-31

ana ears IN love, and never had any scru-
Piles Of conscience.
In the street, and just in hearing of Mr..
Midrif's remark. stood tall, broad
shouldred young fellow with black hair,
bronzed frank face, and the general air
albeit well countryman.
Unlearned though he might be in the
ways of the world, he seemed yet a strong
hearted. honest, reliable man, and glanced
with interested sympathy at Mile. Leo
Mr.. Milriff. Afterwara he walked rapid
ly forward with the procession. keeping
near the danseuse and watching her with
attention.
When the route was gone over, and the
procession entered the long stretch of the
East Common, and were swallowed up by
the mammoth tent, he followed and stood
lettering about.
The girls were down and in the apart
ment screened off by curtain from the
men and horses. 1t was hot day; fans
were piled; the weather was anathemat-
lied, neither mildly nor in refined terms.
81 declare, I'm just dead and gone,"
said Mile. ZerliRa, sitting on camp
chair and sweating vigorously. "The
waters just pourin' off of me, it is. My,
how anybody can jump round this after
noon-Leo Mitchell, you're white as
sheet, are you faint, or what? You'll have
to lay on the paint, let me tell you.
This because Mile. Leo despised paint
ing and never did it of her own accord.
MY head aches,' said the girl, YEARLY
and she turned away from them all, and
flung herself on the grass beside the flap
which served as an air hole
You needn't feel SO big you can't talk
to body" said Zerlina, whose real name
was Sarah Hodgkins; and proceeded to
indulge in further remarks concerning
"shoddy aristocracy," and "lords and
ladies' whereof Mile. Leo took no no
.tice. AS she listlessly leaned her
head against the canvas, Mr.. Midriff came
up on the outside.
''Now, why can't you be reasonable?"
he inquired, in tones the very acme Of
condensed reasonableness. "Why will you
look SO eternal sour? What are you
a hankerin' after that you hain't got?
What's the matter with you, anyway?'
"What's the matter with you, should
ask, Mr.. Midriff," answered Mile. Leo,
with a little thrill Of fear and annoyance;
for the mans nature was a fierce one.
Never you mind me-" retorted the pro-
prieuor, "but just smooth out that face of
yourn and say pleasant word to Tom
Alden. He's allin the dumps. I'll let
you know if things go on this way much
longer"
What he was to let her know be didn't
specify; but the threat was very obvious.
" What is Alden or any other man, to
me?' she said, sharply; and shook little
as Midrif reached one powerful hand
through the flap and gripped her shoul-
der so that she screamed.
81 don't care what any other man may
be, but Tom Aldens good fellow, and
he shan't be shelved for your cussed
freaks. calc'late you'll marry him
when the seasons over, rccollect that.
And now go and paint up-unless you
can keep that color''-for she was red as
blaze with humiliation and anger
With parting shake, he withdrew his.
hand and passed round the the tent The
co]loquy had been In subdued tone, and
no one but Sue Willows had noticed; and
QUO WAS SOOU-udLuIcu girl.
"There, now, don't you 90 and cry
said Sue, getting rapidly between Mile.
Leo and the rest of the noisy, chattering
throng. eff you do the old manll lay
on to you with the horsewhlp, like as not
He's got a trife too much down; and he
always wants you to look nice. you know
Here's dinner, now, and only just time to
eat it, it's so late"
II don't want any. Give me cup of
tea, that's all,' said the girl, choking
down her emotion and turning her face tc
the wind from the flap. A pair of black
eyes looked pitYinglysinto hers, and thei1
owner, tall, young man with black hail
and bronzed, pleasant face, paused anc
drew near.
: It's burning shame, miss I hearc
the whole of it, and I'm right down sor.
~.
"Thank you," said Leo, looking in s
startled, abashed way at her cup Of tea
II wish could help you," pursed thu
strange young man, in low voice.
Mile. Leo lifted her eyes and scanned
him in one rapid glance from head t.
foot. She saw that he was honest and in
earnest.
II don't see how you can," she answer
ed, hopelessly. II did hope to get ava,
from this sometime, but l don't see as
ever shall. have no place to go to-"
4 ono friends nor relatives?" asked tn,
young man.
She shook her head.
"And you don't like the business!"
81 hate it!n' she said with energy.
"What is your name?"
s'Lee Mitchell. I must go now; I hav
to dress.''
: She rose languidly.
, "Wait-where can see you again
asked the young man, with eagerness.
"What good will it do you to see NJ
? again?" she answered, trifle fretfed. :.
don't know. Yes, to- night, if you care t
!. be out by that fence corner as late a
! eleven, l will come out for a minute.
r Then the young man chewed a straw, re
: fectively, and walked away.
7 She saw him three-quarters of an hou
$ later, as he sat by the door in thAcrow6
}. ed tent. She did her best-sha AWAY
r did-and the young man had eyes f
: none but her. The great gray hers
' seemed to know and love her, and his in
q telligence and sagacity won many plauc
g its. She gave him a lump of sugar,
e bon-bon or two, after she came out an
i stood, painting and breathless from exc
/ ton, in the other apartment. He was ht
# ONLY friend she thnnoh+ and che caroo