Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1881-11-10

IasclhatlOh nave lUlled HIM must have
a sorry awakening. Hard Thoughts
OF tie fam beauty of the woman who
has supplanted me fiji my heart, and
clutch my hands in impotent fury. (
am afraid am rapidly reaching that
state of mind which I naively express
ed to Miriam once as child; 81 feel a
little bit good and a great deal
naughty"
Evening on the same day. The sun
has set; long shadows chase themselves
over the earth. Oh, how deliciorsly
cool it is! 1t is worth living through
the burning heat of the day to be able
to enjoy with keen intensity this glori-
GUS shade. have been in the garden
all the evening. | thought dinner would
never end tonight; it was so tedious
and long. Messrs. Whitepoll and Ca
nary Plush moved about as if they were
attending at funeral. If Hugh had
been here they would not have dared to
be so abominably slow. But ne was
away, he went out on horseback at 10
o'clock this morning.
He did not remember to bid me
goodbye, although | see he did not for
get the daily tribute to Miss Lloyd's
Projections, and she wore it--that hate
ful little bunch of mignonette-at din
ner, arranging it ostentatiousiy every
now and then and bending her swan
like neck TO smell it with such an
amount of consciousness and affecta-
ton that | kicked, metaphorically and
literally. thought it was footstool
my foot came in contact with under
the table, but, from the sudden REDEEM
ing of Miss Lloyd's face, | shrewdly
suspected that / made acquaintance
with her ankles. | suppose for the
sake of politenesS i ought to be sorry,
but am afraid cannot be.
If / had only been on the other side
of the table and could have MANAGED
to sprinkle little pepper over her bou-
quet! But, alas fate ordained that
BERTHE Roberts, the young officer whose
beauty was so extolled in the summer
house, should offer me bis arm to con-
duct me to the festive board" and
followed meekly where he chose to
lead, which happened to be just oppo-
site the smiling beauty. | tried to be
polite to my cavalier, although l des-
pissed little men with fair whiskers and
eyes of green-gooseberry tint, but by
and-bye / found his gaze was riveted
on the magnificent pink brocade and
its wearer on the other side of the ma
hogany table, so | left him to his own
reflections and consumed my turbot in
peace.
He came out of dreamland when the
dessert appeared and favored me with
a steady stare, coming to the coHclu
sion, after five minutes deliberate sur
vey, that looked pale aw." To which
| responded, somewhat pertly, | fear
that probably it was due to the same
cause that rendered him tongue-tied.
He looked mystified.
CAV, the heat, Miss Mayne," he said
presently. "See now-'pon my soul,
couldn't think what you meant, You
are so sharp, aw-down on fellow,
don't you know"
"Who?' Miss Lloyd asked, transgress-
ing all rules of polite society and speak
ing across the big bowl of roses and he
liotrope which perfumed the room.
" Not Hilda, l am sure; she is usually
very tolerant of the faults OF others"
scorned to make any reply. As for
my brilliant companion, Miss Lloyd's
notice and remark caused such n stir
in his infantile mind that he never re-
covered from it, but gazed alternately
at his plate and at the fair siren who
had bewitched him, with weak, wa
terry smile on his fair face and with his
somewhat large mouth agape. should
have liked to pop a raisin in, but | was
ON my best behavior.
Ana here | am, and the beating of
my own heart is all the sound | hear.
| have watched the sun go down and
the birds 90 to rest. md it Is high tame
for me to follow their example and 90
indoors. 1t Is not because | do not
know the path of duty that | do not
walk in it, but because | am resolved
to witness the meeting tonight between
Hugh Morgan and Beatrice Lloyd. OF
course | am fully aware that | am do
ing very wrong, that am acting in a
disgraceful and unladyliSe manner, and
that, if it were anybody else but me,
should be perfectly aghast at such I'M
heard-of depravity. Nevertheless, |
mean to stay.
Beside the sun-dial," she said Well
| do not know why | need stand any
longer-I am awfully tired There is a
splendid bush of rhododendrons which
will completely hide me.
| Was that step? No, there is no one
in sight. How curiously strong the
scent of the flowers grow in the even
ingl | ask myself the reason, and
clasp my knees with both hands, and in
this attitude, more restful than elegant,
| watch and wait, and think of Beat
rice, and hate her With all the force
and fervor of my young soul. Glow
should like to put n pin into that
creamy, blue-mange-looking skin Of
hers!' | think viciously. wonder if
A scent of mignonette, subtle and sweet,
comes over my senses, and then
Here she comes, her elegant dress
thrown over her arm, and her steps
tagging somewhat, think, for one who
seeks her lover. How l hate her Now
she stands with both arms resting on