The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1881-03-04

station in life i cast you from my mind
as do this glove, and will forget you as
soon" Without another word she left
him.
Chapman watched her till she gained
the house, world of misery shining in
his eyes. Then he mechanically stopped
and recovered the glove from its hiding
place in the grass, and placed 1t III
pocket next to his heart.
The following day Miss Cannell and
her mother departed for New York.
A brilliant evening reception was in
progress at Mrs. Goldrim's fashionable
mansion on Fifth avenue. A throng OF
| beautiful women and distinguished men
surged up and down the spacious draw
ing-rooms. A dazzling light from the
crystal chandeliers fell upon the gay
crowd, and the dreamy notes OF ser
enade by Schubert stole softly into the
rooms from the overhanging conserva-
tory where the musicians were con-
cealed.
Prominent among the galaxy Of beau
ty shone Christine Cannells fair face
and bewitching eyes. She was leaning
upon the arm of man who was con-
coded, even by the jealous masculinity,
to be the lion of the occasion.
He had just retured from four years
sojourn in Europe. where he had achieved
fame rs o pungent and witty correspond
emit of several promident 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
at fashionable watering place, and 1T
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 1T that his
purse was the subtle influence that had
metamorphosed Christine Cannell from
the cold, impervious being of old into
the gracious, almost lovable, woman OF
the present.
A keen observer would certainly have
declared seeing Miss Cannell at this
moment. that her heart was aroused;
that a warmer feeling than that OF sell
fish interest had ut last been awakened In
her breast.
AS they slowly threaded their way
through the crush she was talking to her
companion III 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 Fps as she entertained
him with sparkling bon mOts 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 III
! her ears.
"By Jove!" 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 Cannel
/ am decidedly glad she has met her
match at last. III she amt gone on that
newspaper chap I'll 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. 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 ut me, you know
made the chills carom all over my verte-
br@. l 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 champetre at her magnif-
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 a gay throng
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 that highly mysterious occu-
patton flirting"
In rustic summer house on that side
of the grounds overlooking the majestic
river, lady and gentleman had just
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 moment the gentleman said
nothing, but looked straight before him,
with gloomy expression on his face.
Suddenly he turned to his compan-
ion
Christine, does the name of Chap
man ever bring to your mind an unpleas-
ant episode of some years ago?"
Unpleasant episode? Why, what
can you mean, Carl? You know nothing
connected with your name can be I'M
pleasant to me. Are we not engaged to
be married."
The gentleman's face looked strangely
contorted in the growing light of the
moon, and his eyes seemed filled with n
smothered fire that might break ont at