Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1880-01-17


eyes were forever haunting me.
"Ah, mel" thought +; show have
changed A few short months ago and
the idea of Irritation would have made
me perk up and jump for joy, and l
would have done all In my power to
make the country girls green with jeal-
Ousy; but now / don't seem to care one
little bit to become acquainted with this
magnificent Squire
AT first thought would make some
excuse and not appear at dinner; but
then Geraldine would think it unkind,
perhaps; and, after all, what did it mat
ter?
Six O'Clock struck, and went to dress
for dinner. hesitated little as to
what garment should wear, and finally
selected pale-blue gauze trimmed with
blush-roses. Yes, that would do-any
thing would do. l did care, though, a
wee bit as to how looked. l had been
thinking about Biarritz again, and my
eyes were very bright when looked in
the glass.
IS Shall ever see him again?'' l said
to myself; and as l said it something
seemed to whisper d" Yes" and felt the
blood rush quickly to my cheeks. 81
Twas dressed before Geraldine, and
demurely took my work down to the
drawing-room and seated my little self
on the amber damask sofa. As did
SO, glanced at my reflection in the OPP
posite mirror, and l flattered myself
| looked rather well in my blue cloudy
looking dress against the soft amber.
My eyes were certainly unusually bril-
liant. As l stitched away at my en-
broidery, my thoughts once more re-
verted to the time had spent at Bar
ritz, and more especially to a certain
acknowledgement day, and to GER
tain tall figure with broad shoulders
and kind eyes. was just recalling
every incident of my adventure, when
the door was suddenly thrown open
and the servant announced "Mr. Wig
RAM
L rose to meet our guest. l glanced
for one instant at his face, and my heart
stood still. moved forward in sort of
mist, and dreamily extended my hand.
Was it indeed he, my hero? Were these
the eyes | remembered so well-this the
same deep, sweet voice? He looked at
me steadily for moment, and then a
troubled expression, half of surprise
and half of disappointment, came over
his face.
"Mrs. Temperly, 1 presumed" were
the formal words which rose to his lips,
and he took my offered hand.
murmured something incoherently
to set him right. Happily he caught
the meaning OF my words. His face
suddenly lighted up, and coming nearer
to me, he took my hand once more and
raised it to his lips.
81 am so very glad we have met
again. never thought to be SO fortu-
nate"
And then Geraldine entered, with
many apologies for being late, and other
guests were announced.
Later on in the evening confided in
Jack, who only remarked lacOnically:
"Then Why the Deuce didn't the fellow
come to see us at Biarritzp"
Never mind, jack" said l ''he is
here now. And please, dear, don't
chaff any more about him."
"All right!'' said Jack. But l
thought you hated rich young men,"
This was Jacks last bit of sarcasm;
and when, day after day, the Squire
Joined us in our rides and drives, and
spent evening after evening at the
Grange, no one seemed astOnished;
but when he actually proposed to me,
the one who sympathized most warmly
with me in my happiness was my dear
est friend, Kathleen Pallisser, to whom
l had confided all my small bit of ro-
nance. Yes, our remembrance and
love for each other was mutual.
He had endeavored to find me out af-
ter leaving Biarritz, and all his efforts
had been fruitless. To make long
story short. we were married very soon.