Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1878-09-12

BOZEMAN MONTANA, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 12 1878.


ask such silly question, Ada? It's NJ
question of love, but money. The idea O
anybody loving hii,i-horrid old cllrmud
geon!'
And sudden sensation came over Mr.
Arlington as if some one hhd let an ic
cold shower-bath on him. He stopped ii
the important act Of tying his cravat, tn
horrid conviction stupefying him of whom
she was talking.
A second voice lie never heard befor
answered:
"You are e-going out driving this after
noon, aren't you? Oh, how cXquisitely
you are touching that right check, Jennie
l declare no one would believe it was thu
work of carmine pencil!'
'''rhat right cheek :" Mr.. Avingtoi
grew white with horror.
"Flatterer, you could do it just as arts
ticaliy, if you only thought so! There
Ada! do deserve credit tor my eyebrows
don't /? Everybody praises them,
know"
And eyebrows, too. just as that scamE
of a nephew had said! Mr.. Avingtor
grew cold and wild eyed.
"Oh, there goes five o'clock! l had nc
idea was SO late, Ada. There's a gooG
girl do get out my black silk and seal
skin, won't you? Mr.. Arlington likes that
suit best of any Wear, he says. Lay
them on the bed, Ada. just want to
round this limb out trifle more before
dress.'
Good Lord Mr.. Avington's Mortified
ears were fairly deafened. He sank into a
chair with a groam.
"Cheeks painted! eyebrows penciled
Good Lord. and thought she was one OF
the sweetest, most modest of women
Marry her-nevcr! And to think she on
ly has been thinking OF my money, old
curmudgeon' that 1 am! Thank hcav-
EN-, | have been saved from terrible
fate"
lie heard rustic of silken skirts in her
room. low, musical laughter, some com.
monplace, uninteres,ing remarks, and then
Jennic's voice again:
There, I am all ready for my beloved.
Don't you envy my ride?'
Ani then Mr.. Arlington got off his
chair. his face tu!l Of determination and
defiance.
IL wonder If size has any i,lea how long
it will be before her charming friend en-
v:es her her ride with sucl, Il hor,id old
ctrmujlgcon IS /? Instead Of the ride.
Miss Baldwin will see Tie and hear from
my lips uly opinion of her,"
And so. u few minutes later, he raped
ON Miss Bald~in's door, and Jennie her
self, fair, blooming and smiling. opened it
"a tall, elegant WOMEN, symmetrical iii
figure AS Il Venus. with exquisitely melt
ing Llue eyes, and magnificent, heavy
arcling Erows over Them, and a coni-
plexion of se-anl-crcan--just what MIR.
Avncton himself had said Of her-"rich.
rare. ripe, juicy, fruity," with the mellow
sweetness of perfect womanhood.
"Comc in, am all ready and waiting,
.Amory. This is my friend. Miss Deland,
who is giving me instructions in water
colors. Only see what lave accomplish
ed this afternoon! Oh, AmOry, how did
you find ont had changed my room !-at
The ctiice?'
A curious, unsettled feeling was creep
ing over the gentleman. Painting IN
water colors!" !"
Then he remembered the question Jen-
mic had asked him.
..No-yes-tlat is, they told me at the
Office. SO you are an amateur artist, are
your
Miss Deland smiled.
.'She is too modest to call herself so
but I can assure her that not one Of my
pupils, nor even myself, cannot excel her
in her exquisite skill OF painting faces. es.
pecially the delicate, peachy contour of thu
cheeks, and the difficult moulding of tie
eyebrows"
Mr.. Arlington felt stranger still as he
stood there.
..Ah, indced!'
1t was all he was capable of saying.
..Show Mr.. Arlington that sketch Of
Faust and Marguerite you are finishing
Jennie. Let him judge for himself o.
your ability"
Jennie laughed.
my especial pet aversion! Inever tire
of berating that horrid, distrusting ole
curmudgeon of a Mephistcpheles, who
comes in, in the background! He reminds
me of old Mr.. Runyon, who is going to
marry little Bessie King, when il is moth
iny in the world but his money that wins
him a wife. AS if any one could love him
Bah, the idea J"
Mr.. Arlington looked at the really cred
liable picture. but his head was all awhirl
his heart beating filriously.
II like the strength and vigor OF tht
outlines, and especially the lovely curve o
Margareite's Outstretched arms - don
you, Mr.. Arlington! Jennie finished thu
limbs the last thing this afternoon. Tel
me, ought we not both be proud OF oul
pupil!'
And then Mr.. Arlington felt like dancing
the widest dance he had ever heard o!
He could hardly refrain from snatchins
Jennie up in his arms, and instead, figura
lively Rugged himself, at the same tin
recording a malediction on his asinin'
head.
And that afternoons drive was the mos
enjoyable one he ever took; for Jennie
named the early day when she need nj
longer live on the other side of the door II
Mr.. Avington's rooE,, but queen it at vii
in the splendid r:ansion he bought for her
And even young -Ayicgton declares she il
the finest looking woman he ever saw il
his life.
Occasionally his ,lncle pokes him face
tiously in the ribs.
"How about the paint, and powder, ant
pencils, and the rest of the extras, eh
Didn't tell You? Didn't knowY.
But he never yet has told living sou
another episode in his courtshiE; nor doe
Jennie ever dream of how, tor few min
ntes, once upon time, he believed fe