The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-06-23

sSSi ouS. aAia aisl so kiAd aIIs Dur lin gton asked us
 Mrs Burlington-oh. shall be ,here.-
 II am glad" Her eyes danced with delight. Shall you 6e h d a.cy dress :: What do you mean to be:~
 $ think shall go as a focl, said Tom. grimly. His sister was TO. ye, for given for insisting upon his presence II shall probably then be the only man there who can look the part he has under taken
 Penelope remembered this speech when. a for,nigh, later. she saw the un- easy aspect of the rnlucky mer who. decsed in strange array. asked her to dance. or soiemnly paraded pls, her. some with complete conscious ness and open defiance of public opinion as 10 their a5suriity, some with unconcealed shame.aeedness. and some with launty self-contidence. The women. who. were in the majority. enjoyed the situation amazingly. and con:rived apparently q, .eas,. 10 lose the sense Of their own absurd and ircons riious cos tunes in the contemplation of their neishbors. Toms eyes scanned the no.ely crowd eagerly for the tali figure wh h he expected to see iu classic drapery and stately repose. and i, was a c,nss q zen, shock 10 him 10 discover Penelope. dressed ia shor, silk sk.r. and lowered chin.l. and wal,zinS with a very unnau:ioal-looking sailor He had plenty oi opportunity for watching her face. across which dozen smiles were Hitting. some of them lingering and deepening into laughter. as her compaa- ion talked eaergesieaily and wal.zed laaguidly. Tor, f.l; an eawarran,a5ie degree of anger l; the good unders.and- lIy between the two. and almos. came 70 the conclusion th2, keen enloymen, oi life. when displlyed in the socie;y of other people. may have is drawb7-ks.
 When the wai.z vas over. and Pene- lope had smiled |; hln. he made his way across the room to her. and asked her for dance. ir :ae way saa, made .he sailor feel. as |. was probably ia;endei 10 do, tha, his presence was unnecessary. and caused him rapidly to disappear
 = Do you cal. ,aa: fancy dress said Penelope. pointing .o q TOW Q. two of goli byald on Toms dress-clo;aes. ' Il $ mere sham Il, the same an glad. with remembrance as to Ais sens...veness abec; money " tha; you are no, dressed up like some of the others. :"
 There was aa unconscious ackaowiedg x rneut ofyesponsioi..:y for h!s ioings ia :h,s spee,h which ven, 10 Toms hear, and grained i: : 5e: Penelope was only act.ated by desire D cover waa, sine te,; ,o oe a faise move.
 Nay ask wha: you are
 She looked ], hln wi.h affected sar- pr.se.
 Don. you see am Mary. Nay. quite contrary: Nou o1gh: 10 have re- cogni.ed my silver bells and cookie shells as she pointed 10 the ornaments of her costume. nor was the pretty maid wanting to complete the rhyme. as the smiles brough, ou, the dimp!es in her rosy cheeks. and her eyes daace ,o the music.
 l an afraid was very stupid. bu: ! expected Q see yoG IF l classical dress "
 To d,ao the attention ot the world ,o my en-t'iees profile. turning her ia-e so that he sav the outline of n uEela>si- cal bu: uos; charming nose :. The power ot ecosnl1,ng and submitting :o the inevitable Is the mark O; the true ar,!s:. How wei. yo& dance. she said. af,ei they had 'o,ned ;he crowd. and paused for wan; Q. space. II; Is nice. ism; II: :"
 Tom agreed cordially. bp. dances were hardly the sources ot keen enjoyinen; 10 him ,ha; they were to his partner
 wonder if you ever did anything very wicked" she wen; or. with smile. and ii you found !; successful. There are some roses ,n the refreshmen. room which am dying "a steal bu, if take them. am afraid they wil. be dead be- toie to-morrow.
 Why a;e those special toses 50 charm ing
 i-s: he colo; for nsy picture am pau;lns n the clois:ers a. Westminster. and mus; have some bits ot color on the gray stone. and these are ;oo per'ec;
 Toms in,eres, IT the roses faiei Is he hea,d oi the Wes;r,in<:er elo,s,ets. Ii she was painting there |; was obviously impossible ,ha: she should be IT the Na- ilsnal gallery. whence he had missed he, during the las: fortnight.
 Marian. said enelope as they drove home in hansen. if the early dawn of lune. my converted journals, was there and though, you the pve,.;es: girl in the room. l; was such loke to see his face when told hir, ycG were my Gir,on s.s- ter. fia;;er myself that If have done nothing else in life. have shaken ,ha. young mans rampant fhilis,inism.
 PART Ill.
 The cool and shady clois,ers were no, empty of life and human in,eres, when Tom turned into them from the glare and buster ct Westmins,eg. 4 few artists were ske,chins more or less lndus;riously. and small crowd of admirers were watching more or less critically He had no trouble in dis,ing his own spe- oial artist. in her blg black hat, with her bright eyes as full ot life and vivaci,y as they had been the nigh, before Some thing darkened them for an inssan, as Tom drew near; i, was only the shadow of shade. and the oli look came back as she shook hands wi;h h,m. and deep-