The Red Cloud chief., 1881-04-14

"Never mind. my dearest Nifty
| With The host intentions IN the world,
il would nos be dificult TO read yop.
Also. that freacherous menoryOf yours
would upset my deepest Plans
VERY well, Dom" ! replied, in a
digniGed tone; and I al be very dig
niiied, indeed. when choose 'lshail
ignore everything. Iwhl neve ask a
question or try 70 understand sour
plans IN Ill.
..And I will wager season-tickets for
the opera next winter that in two weeks
they are an engaged couple.p1 yhr
"And if they are, I win get the tick
cts" | cried. r~,
Don laughed again. ! could rot mn-
derstand why. Sometimes / fear that
Don is hopeleSsly frivolous.
ani1ysT.I ysis88
WHAT ARTHUR AYs
I am aware il would have been IN
manly, but / should have u If Mrs.
Blake had kept 1t up any longer. But,
thank Heaven! she has at last given It up
as a bad job. Don's pretty little wife Is
the most charming hostess imaginable,
but it Is singular how the best Of women
-particularly when the bliss OF the
married state Is new TO them-are adj
dicted TO matchmaking. Don is as
desperate spoons as he was when en-
gagged and used II bore me with his
raptures, but, man being a different an
imal from woman, he Is not ben. on my
entering the paradise he is in. 4.
Miss Arklay is the last person 1
should ever be smashed over. She is
not the style of girl l could care for,
though she is everything l must admire
in theory. But an. the difference be-
tween theory and practice! She is I'M
deniably pretty-more than pretty.
lovely But l have seen homely girls 1
liked better. She dresses TO perfection,
with n classic simplicity Don's wife
would do wen to copy, for il she have a
fault it is an absolute passion for rib
bons. She is clever, but | don't care
for clever girls. She is attractive, but
she doesn't attract me. l could live
with her for years on the top of Mount
Washington and never care for her.
At last, after six weeksOf unmitigated
misery, Miss Arklay and l are left in
peace. We are no longer hurled at
each others heads in the evening. The
moon no longer suggests to Mrs. Blake
the d~esirability of a stroll. Don and |
can start for our nightly smoke on the
cliffs without awakening in her the de-
sire to accompany us. I want to smoke,
but don't like TO, and it SO infuriates
me TO see Don pulling ! could find 1t in
nv heart to pitch both my host and
hostess over the cliffs. She won't talk,
for fear. l really believe, of appearing
TO lend herself in the smallest degree to
her friends schemes. She need not
fear; 1 never could think that of her.
Our conversation proceeds thus: "Nice
night" Very" Interval Of ten
minutes. pretty the moon looks"
VERY pretty" fervently. 1 think she
is laughing, and it makes me more ont
of temper than ever. Another interval
of ten. minutes I'm afraid you're
coldr' Freezing" with a violent, a
very violent. SILVER. "Shall we 60
in?" trying to say it slowly and reluct-
antly. Yes" with unconcealed alac-
rity. -.f.Z
Thank Heaven. it is over. and / am
free to enjoy the delicious country,
with the stimulating sea-breeze; TO row
in the evening till there are miles of
moonlit water about me and l can
dream as il never u 10 me o dream
on the land,-alone as though l were
really the only being in the world, and
the sea and the moon and every star
somehow belonged to the same plan as
myself, aliparts of some vast, Unknown,
unknowable whole. There l am n
lo.-,o IN land I haun M finn for
it. OF all professions a physicians is
the busiest, the most practical, and yet
in some way, the evenings and the days
seem to fit into eachOther.
Don evidently adrnires Miss ArkIay.
Even IL / were so inclined-which l am
not lii would be difficult to get a word
with her. Hell by her side on the
piazza when the people begin to drop
in; and the Blakes are both very popu-
lar. lie insists on her trying his new
dog-cart; it is she who must steer while
he rows. And il is pretty TO see how
pleased Mrs. Blake is that he should
ike the friend whom she adores. What
a child she is!
She has been unusually quiet to-
night. / thought she would be pleased
to have her friend spoken Of; it is q SUBJ
ject. of which hitherto she has never
wearied. -
Miss Arklay is charming tonight"
I said. "Don evidently finds her so.
What a comfort it must be to you, Mrs.
I Biake, TO have your shusbanaaand dears
est friend SO well disposed toward each
otheri!A l know a Fellow who has a
pitched battle with his wife's cherished
friend every time she entersthe hoxse,
and 2 stormy time With his wife when
she leaves"
show stupid Of himm she said-no.
she snapped. Twas a~stonished. new
er knew Mrs. Blake TO be out of temper
before-withoutany cause, either. Then
it occurred to me it vas probably the
hot day. "rm afraidyour head aches,'
I said. pleasantly. You look pale.
Don doesn't take enough care of you,
!, I'm afraid" ~ ~
HE does. I'm not pale. My head
doesn't ache;"' and there was, no doubt
she Was in a downright passion as she
got up and fewin The honse. Hvs-
terra, evidently. 2
Mrs.. Blake has not much power Of
self-repression. II she were hurt bodily
or mentally, she would AWAY. cry ont
Presently Mos Arklay went IN too,s and
Don proposed our usual stroll and
smoke. Pretty soon he began in a con
idential tone: @eFm glad you're not
struck with Miss Arkay. Twas afraid
/ you would be when Kitty told me she
!, had asked her down. A doctor-Shopld
, always marry . rich woman. and Miss
Arkiay has not q cent. Avoid her, my
/ dear 1nl}ow. avoid her.
ssAnch obliged for your ~interestin
my affairs,H Isaid; but all the same I
was rather nettled-k
"Oh. is'sah right be said iA=his
easy. light &ay.I~EO&sSeset my mind
at rest Apeor doctor hampered with
Iawife andfemily Ia pitiabfe object"
.rm not exscty q pauper."
you've no business to marry for
ysau. Have another cigar? and we
may IS well 90 the Cliffs"
iglanced back at the cottage. The
curtains were not drawn, and I conld
sec plainly through the broad. low win
dow. Mrs. Blake was moving about,
arranging or ~disarranging everything