The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1881-02-10

ent of several prom1dent journals In Lon
don and New York. Unlike the ordinary
journalist, he was reputed to be I'M
mensely rich; therefore, it had not been
fortune but fame that induced him to
take up his pen. :,
Since his return to New York he had
been markedly devoted in his attentions
to Miss Cannell.
He had met her two months previous
nt a fashionable watering place, and it
was rumored that the erstwhile adaman-
tine heart of the beautiful woman cling
ing to his arm had succumbed to his
manifold attractions of person and mind.
Envious gossips would have it that his
purse was the subtle 1nruence unaI nad
metamorphosed Christine Cannen from
the cold, impervious being OF old into
the gracious, almost lovable, woman OF
the present.
i A keen observer would certainly have
4 declared, seeing Miss Cannen at this
moment. that her heart was aroused;
that a warmer feeling than that of sell
fish interest had at last been awakened in
her breast.
As they slowly threaded their way
through the crush she was talking to her
companion in that magnetic voice that
had hitherto been her greatest weapon,
but was now her greatest friend.
He seemed entirely absorbed in her
sparkling conversation, and smile lin
gered now and then upon his usually
firmly compressed lips as she entertained
him with sparkling bon naots or INDUCED
in caustic repartee.
! He had said but little. When he did
speak, however, the lovely woman seemed
to listen to his words with her soul in
her ears.
"By Jovew said an important-looking
youth, who with q companion of his own
set had been glued to the wall by the
| great crush, "there goes that fellow
Chapman again, with Christine Cannell
/ am decidedly glad she has met her
match at last. If she amt gone on that
newspaper chap III go without my coat
for the rest of the winter. You ought to
have seen the way she froze me last sum-
mer at the Grand Union. 1 made cas-
| ual remark to her on the piazza one
| evening about the stars, and by thunder,
the way she Just turned those eyes on
me-simply looked at me, you know
made the chills carom all over my verte-
bre. can feel 'em yet. See the way
she's looking at that prig now. 1t beats
me out of sight. Suppose he has got
money and all of that, amt other men
just as good?" And young Hatstraw
squared his shoulders and looked into
his immaculate shirt-front with ridicu-
lous air of ruffied complacency. -
Mrs. Grundy also waved her fan per-
plexedly, and society in general wondered
what was going to happen.
|
Mrs. Goldrim was giving one OF her
famous fetes chdnlpetre at her magnifi-
cent country seat on the Hudson. Chi
nese lanterns and elegant transparencies
cleaned out from among the trees upon
the lawn; and through the low, opened
French windows of the villa gay throne
whirling hither and thither in the intrica-
cies of the dance were visible.
Outside, in secluded hooks under the
trees were various couples engaged in all
stages of tint highly mysterious occu-
patton flirting" s.I
In rustic summer house on that side
Of the grounds overlooking the majestic
river, lady and gentleman had JUS
seated themselves. :.
Apparently they were the best OF
friends, for the lady placed her hand
Familiarity upon her companions arm and
called his attention to the lovely scene,
family lighted by the rising moon, spread
out before them.
For n moment the gentleman sale
nothing. but looked straight before him
with o gloomy expression on his face
Suddenly he turned to his compan
ion.
nan i, ana, ,,r;ne, ~ - v,,,r s Mind | on ,,nnleae
80 a,,;sola = ~ so,,,a ,1aa,.s oo,o9,,
" 8. .ir1nnlsasant en;sode9 Wbv vba
-, -, Co,J . w., l,,,o,,, ,,otl,; ~,
connectaJ WITH vonr name can ha nn
riaasont 70 nsa ne Are We moi enooeed @ ~ r.
ta @ aarr;as1o,s : 4 : = = -
10 I'm. ma" S.,.,. -.
Inc gentiennns Iace looked stranger. e
contorteo III tne growing nSnt Oh th'
moon, anq idis Eyes seemed nied WIN
smothereu nIe tnat mignt preak out
any momenl inuo anerce name OF passion
Look!ng iun lnbo hls companion lace
ne salo shorty: -. Z
four memory ls stfangeiy remlss
MISS Gs Oanns
oomeening IA lhe aieerea 'one Oh III
VOICE Irientenea the woman. -,
Mercliul heayen, Carl, what Is tn
matterf she cried.
he. sprang from his seat as If unabl
! longer to control his words and plante
himself directly in front of the now ter
rifle woman. Then with blazing eye
: devouring every change of her features
: he said:
: Christine Camel, tomorrow sal
, for Europe for another absence of fou
} years" t.. rIt....
His comnan;on seemed for n monoer
> stunned nv His oIrnnt onno,,ncemon1 mn TI
, Then she said SLOWLY and in a daze
manner. - - - -
, .eYon ara oo;n, 70 E,,,o,,a. a,,d dI9D.
' .And no,, S5 ;3l = b;.tar isrooar, "nm ..u,,,,
, ro, ,,a,hos yvu, vii VIII .rsan 20 W.. W.
dnr,na the coro;nt, T yao,s .t,ay re,, ba
4 during those that have passed
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