The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1880-10-16
WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE IN
HER PLACE.

Gladly lowering around the CHEEKY, sun
ny room, arranging q vase OF fresh May
blossoms here, caliee of hot.hOuse ferns
there; adjusting the lace curtains so that the
sunshine fell in on the India mating as
though veil.
She was the most strangely beautiful
woman Clyde SardIs had ever seen, and as
he sat outside Of the French windows smok-
ing cigar, and watching her graceful
movements, he was thinking how ever il
happened that this glorious creature had
! become an inmate of his grandfathers
house; and wondering even more that she
was still free with that beauty and fascina-
| ton Of hers.
He sat quietly IN comfortable chair, his
| handsome blue eyes growing warm and ca
ger as they followed the girl from place to
place and then when she sat down mo-
ment at the open piano and struck half
dozen preliminary chords before she sang an
aria from "Travlata,' he flung away his
Reina Victoria, and went in through the
window to meet her luminous eyes as he
stopped beside the instrument.
Don't stop, Miss Saxehurst. You al
ways stop as soon as come in"
He dropped his handsome head little
nearer her; she laughed, and deliberately
arose from the piano stool.
do really? You know Mrs. Sardis
would be very much displeased to hear me
sing for anybody"
And if my august sister-in-law should
be guilty of such poor taste-what them
Gladys walked slowly towards the open
window, where the declining sun shot its
almost level rays full into her grand young
face.
AS Sardis followed her, with intense re-
proach in his eyes, she lifted her own to his
again, fairly dazzling him with their splen-
dor.
What them She would gracefully give
me my congo, Mr., Sardls.'
Would she2 Would she, really! Then
sing to me, Miss Saxehurst, SO can take
you myself
Gladys laughed.
"How generous you are! And ! never
had such delightful position as here at
Sunnyands. Please do not forget l am
not independent, like Miss Duncan. am
no, that fortunate lady, remember
at is not at all likely that | shall forget
you are not Miss Duncan" he said eagerly.
You are something far more enchanting
and beautiful than she or any mortal
Won an"
He was looking straight in her face,
disturbed its pale fairness.
Even now she took no notice, apparently,
of his lntenseness.
well, Miss Duncan is the most favored
woman ever saw. She is rich, and her
own mistress, and
She hesitated, in her pretty, graceful
way.
And whatl' he asked, tenderly.
THAT is enough am sure" she added,
lightly.
as it enough, Gladysl Would riches
and independence be all the good Of the
gods you would ask"
Somehow, their talk was growing very
confidential; somehow Clyde Sardis was
realizing that this woman was creating q
deirious intoxicating havoc in his heart
this exquisite creature whose name was
Gladys Saxehurst, and who was hired SER
want in his grandtather's home, paid at
tendant on his elegant, anstocratic sister.
in-laws capnces.
A quick little light flashed up in her
eyes at his words, and then, her lids dropped
swiftly, letting the long thick lashes lie on
her cheeks like o shadow.
ut would not be enough Gladys |
< know that With such a woman as YOU,
love should be lord of all--such love as
/"
A mschievous little face suddenly thrust
! itself between the lace curtains.
i please, uncle Clyde mamma SAYS will
you come up to her rooml Miss Duncan il
there, and they want you"
Somehow, it made break in the har.
y mony.
, Somehow, after the young face had van.
ished again, and they two were left stand.
Ing alone together, the thread of their con.
e versation would not be taken UP again, and
g It was Gladys who dissipa'cd the rattle,
awkward embarrassment of blank silenc,
that fell upon them.
Happy Miss Duncan" she said with ,
e laughing little grimace that showed to per
a lection her small strong teeth her exquisit,
u curve OF lips and play Of dmples in cheek
!, and chin.
d He shrugged his shoulders and went out
y ana MISS Saxehurst stood several minutes