The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1883-10-05

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-four hours. Say that Mrs. NJ egarrea,
sent you" !s
MI. Ballard devoutly thanked til,
old lady, and obeyed without loss o
time. e.
It. vas 2 huge, airy ROOM, with the
windows all glori6ed with winter sun
the rigor of the February air, where
ing at q large table. Mrs. Baker the cup
the pieces OF Mrs. Whitworth Walking
hams doomed cup and looked earnestly
at them, with her head on one side.
1--WE have that shape in our wares
said she, ''and I am quite sure that w
can reproduce the design-blue iris bud.
and marsh grasses. Miss Raymond's ie
Signs are some of them even more ex.
Quisite than this. Rosabel, my dear
come here"
And Rosabel Raymond, pale and pref.
tv asgever, came unconsciously forward
in, her brown linen painting dress,
with bow of black ribbon at her throat,
and her lovely chestnut brown hail
smoethed back FROM her face. Mrs. Ba
ker was holding out bits offractured chi
ma, wherein were painted the blue iris
buds and dropping grasses. but RoSabel
never looked at them.
J, "Mr. Ballardw she crisd, her face
Frightening with delight which she
was too unsophisticated to repress, "what
brought you to this placer"
"Miss Raymond" he exclaimed" whaI
are you doing here?"
Earning my own living" said Rosa
bel. with Quiet dig nitv
does Mi Dallas-Medora, I mean
know where you are?"
"She ought to know" said Rosabel,
'tfor it was she who recommended me
to come here. For the DalIases, think
were getting tired of me-" she added
with a sigh. ''But ought to be very
much obliged to her, for have acquired
a welcome Independence, and the work
here is exceedingly congenial to my
tastes. Is that the pattern you wished
copied, Mrs. Baker?" she asked, taking
piece of china. "Oh, what an exquisite
group of buds! yet think I can initiate
it successfully"
"If you can replace that cup" said
Mr.. Billiard, dramatically, II am your
slave for life!"
81 think I can promise to replace it
without any such condition." said Rosa
bel, laughing.
And Mrs. whitworth Walkingham
never knew that her iris bud cup was
broken until Hugh Ballard brought back
its exact counterpart.
"You must have some spell out of the
Arabian Nights" said she enthusiastic
ally. "No," he answered, quietly, "no
spell stronger than woman's practicei
eye aud skillfu. hand" He came no
more to Mrs. Dallas's Tuesday morning
receptions and Friday afternoon teas.
Miss Medora wondered vainly why.
But one day she met him on Fifth ave.
nue., and prettily reproached him with
his recreant absentee ism.
II have been fortunate enough to dis.
cover the abiding place of your cousin,
Miss Rosabel Raymond" said he, grave.
ly. Medora looked up, with deep
color mounting to her cheeks.
"Indeed?" said she.
ut was very kind of you to secure for
her such congenial position as that"
he added.
Medora Dallas hung hor head, and
was silent.
"But she will not remain there long,"
he continued. cheerfully. II am happy
to tell you that am engaged to her. We
are to be married in q few weeks. OF
course you will receive at home cards
when we are finally settledv
Medora murmured something about
Congratulations" and ''delighted to
hear OF it." but Mr.. Ballard smiled to
himself when she had passed on.
"La belle cousine is not exactly
pleased" he said to himself. but what
need care for the frowns or smiles OF
other women, so long as have won my
little Rosabe.?"