Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-10-30
NO. 257.
Gales ano Skettbes.
THE DAY YOU'LL DO WITHOUT ME.
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But even his mother could find no fault
with the slow. sweet smile and gentle in
clination of the head with which the beau
tilul and clever companion greeted her
fathers former pupil.
LET me introduce YOU In NV mother"
he said At once; and May found herself
made known to his mother. who compli-
mented her ION the possession of a charm
| ing voice.
| He did not notice the ring. As soon as
she recognized that he was absolutely
without any recollection of what she had
supposed them to be To one another, May
took care tha. he should not see it. She
slipped on her glove. and when that was
done she felt safer. But she need have
had no fear. He had forgotten the episode
of the ring as utterly rs he bad forgotten
the words he had spoken when she had
read the poem under the willow tree-the
same poem she sung this night.
Presently he asked after her father, and
Nav had to ice herself in order to avoid
breaking down rs she replied that he was
dead. He admired her very much. 1t
was quite a treat to meet with that genuine
radantly gold hair. in conjunction with
such intensely violet eyes. She was alto
gethcr good form.n too, and he lazily
wondered if she was married She had
not corrected him when he had introduced
her To his mother as "Miss Baron :" but
that might be due solely TO the fact of her
having lived long enough TO have discov-
cred that il is not worth while TO correct
any one for anything.
She was dressed well. too. Lionel
liked women who were well dressed. He
recalled visions of her in the old days
climbing up Il tree to get apples for him,
in torn dress and n ragged garden hat.
"Are you living in townP" he asked.
Il am living here with Mrs. Gaspard,
and must go and attend to some of my
duties,' she said. rising and smiling at
him as composedly as if her heart had
not been nigh unto breaking with revived
hope and bitter disappointment. She had
pictured meeting him thousand ways,
but not one of the pictures had been like
this.
He turned to his mother as May crossed
the room away from them.
"She must have made sensation when
she came out" he remarked.
"Mv dear Lionel. she is very handsome
and nice but she has never made n sen
sation or come out, rs you seem TO think.
She is and has been all her life, | suppose.
But she is really a beautiful woman
Magnificent, | was in hopes she was
married. that might have seen more of
her She used TO be a clever girl, | re-
MEMBER
| Then there was a fresh arrival. Love
" Lady St. John, the leader of the wild
est. gayesf. most daring set in town. en-
tered, and in another minute a friendly
smile flashed round the circle as Bartie
Friel lounged in.
! OF all spectacles on the face of the
earth, Lady st. Johns reckless disregard
of appearances was the most obnoxious to
Lady st. Johns brother. lie was fond OF
her, proud Of her, well inclined to believe
that there was--as she used to assure him
-''no harm in her intimacy with poor
Bartie." But he could not endure the
looks that were cast upon the affair. And
in exact proportion as he loved his sister,
he detested Bartie Friel.
So now. with a sterner face than Lady
| st. Johns friends and aspersers cared to
smile, he proceeded TO take leave OF his
hostess and bow himself out of the room.
As he was doing this he heard the man
who was compromising Ida-the man he
most disliked in the world--ask:
"Who is that with the jet in her hair?
She's the loveiest woman out ~
As these words fell on Lionel's ear, he
remembered that he had said goodbye TO
the "lovelicst woman out who was no
other than his old friend and play fellow,
May Baron.
He made his way back 10 her; and
some little delay being caused by the in
creasing crowd. by the time he reached
her, BERTHE Frel had gained the introduce
ton and was engaging her in converse
ton.
A sharp, angry spasm OF annoyance, he
could not define the cause Of it, seized
Lionel Hastings. and he turned away and
left the house without giving another word
to May.
Well, it was over And it was over
without her having derogated from her
feminine dignity nj all. There WAS a GER
tain amount Of satisfaction in this but
the dubious satisfaction was not balanced
altogether by the keen anguish she felt at
the utter forgetfuness of his.
After this, ] can never wear his ring
again" she thought, and she tried to take
it off. That ring had been given her as a
pledge. and he had forgotten that he had
given it
That night the ring and his one letter
were packed up and carefully put aside.
| sSDt tDulu upt bphhp UP hhihu W uCo-
troy them, though something told her that
it would be wiser to do so. But '.just for
little longer she pleaded with this in
stinct of hers. And so '.just for little
longer" she kept them.
Mrs. Gaspard prided heI self upon ''liv-
ing in whirl.'' She went everywhere
and received everyone, and so May, her
beautiful companion, was very much be-
fore the eyes of that portion of the world
who constituted Mrs. Gaspard's ''set' at
this iuncture. Further, Mrs. Gaspard had
'.no prejudices," she was fond of aver
ring. and so Bartie Friel. who was rather
black sheep by the time. received a
warm welcome whenever he came to the
house.
But though black sheep; he was a
marvellously attractive one; and so peo-
pie talked about him and about what he
was doing, and what he might be expec-
ted to do. His admiration for Miss Baron
did not remain secret very long. Every
one heard of it; among others, Dady ST.
John and Lionel Hastings.
1t is greatly to be feared that every one
is inflicted with that hateful thing, too