The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-01-20

it's piiIltf. LOU uHSe sSIfeu tD duIUS1
me IN my Idle hours, and for that thank
you, but 1 now see / was wrong to be
so familiar with one below my station 10
life. I cast you from my mind as l 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. Their be mechanically stopped
and recovered the glove from its hiding
place and put it next his heart.
The following day Miss Camel 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 a sernade
by Schubert stole softly into the rooms
from the oyerhanging conservatory where
the musicians were concealed.
Prominent amoug the galaxy of beauty
shone Christine CannelPs fair face and
bewitching eyes. She was leaning upon
the arm of man who was conceded, even
by jealous masculinity, to be the lion of
the occasion.
He had Just returned from four year S
soiourn in Europe, where he had achiev
ed fame as a pnugent and witty cores
pondent of several prominent journals III
London and New York. Unlike the or
diuary journalist, he was reputed to be
Immensely rich; therefore, it bad not
been fortune but fame, that had induced
them 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 a fashionable watering place, and it
was rumored that the erstwhile adaman-
tine heart of the beautiful woman cling
ing to his arm bad succumbed to his
manifold attractions of person and mind.
Envious gossips would have it that his
purse was the subtitle influence that had
metamorphosedC Christine Cannell from
the cold, impervious being of old into
the gracious, almost lovable, woman of
the present.
4 keen observer would certainly have
declared, seeing Miss Cannell at this
moment, that her heart was aroused; that
IA warmer feeling than that of selfish
interest had at last besn awakened in her
breast.
As they slowly threaded their wav
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 ling
cred now and then upon his usually firm
ly compressed lips as she entertained him
with sparkling bon mots or indulged III
caustic repartee.
He had said but little. When he did
speak, however, the lovely woman seem
ed to listen to his words with her soul in
her ears.
"By Jove!" said an important ooking
youth, who with companion of his own
set had been glued to the wall by the
great crush, ''tnere goes that fellow
Chapman again, with Christine Cannell.
I am decidedly glad she has met her
match at last. If 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
summer at the Grand Union. i made a
casual 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 vertebrae.-
| can feel EN- yet See the way she's
looking at that prig now. It 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 imma-
culate shirt front with a ridiculous air of
ruffied complacency.
Mrs Grundy also waved her fan per
plexedly, and society in general wonder
ed what was going to happen.
Mrs. Goldrim was giving one of her
famous fetes champetre at her magnit-
cent country seat on the Hudson. Chi
nese lanterns and elegant transparencies
cleaned out from among the trees upon
the lawn; aud through the low, opened
French windows of the villa gay throng
whirling hither and thither in the intri-
cacies of the dance were visible.
Outside, in seclndei hooks under the
trees We're various couples engaged in all
stages of that highly mysterious oecupa-
tion-''hIrting.
In rustic summer house on that side
of the grounds overlooking the majestic
river, a lady aad gentleman had just seat
ed themselves.
Apparently they were the best oi
friends, for the lady placed her band ia
miliarly upon ber companions arm and
called bis attention to the lovely scene,
family lighted by the rising moon, spread
out before them.
For moment the gentleman said moth
ing, but looked straight before him, with
a gloomy expression on his face. Sud
denly he turned to his companion.
Christine, does the name Of Chap
man ever bring to your mind an unpleas
ant episode of some years ago?'
Unpleasant episode7 Why, what can
you mean, Carl? You know nothing con
nected with your name cSn hf, unnlaasans