Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-08-29
you heard what is going to happen at the

hotels"
"No; s~ousthing in the line of dissips.
tionY"
Eyes; a dance at last.n
"You sigh. Don't you like dancing?o
II love it; but Mr.. Bolton cannot come
DOWN.
"Then, of course, you will let me escort
you."
This proposition comes with laudable
promptness, considering that to the speak
er the prospect can offer nothing but bore.
dom.
Miss Breeze colors brightly. 81 never
thought of your going," she says, sincere.
~: II thought, under the circum-
"Oh, circumstances need not prevent
me at all. Pray make use of me if you
will. l assure you, if l can have the sem
satlon OF contributing in any way to your
pleasure, it will make me infinitely easier
IN accepting your kindness to Bertie."
So it is settled, and the girl moves of to
the hotel, leading the delicate child, who
clings to her atfectionately, while Ray
runs and jumps ahead. She feels as hap
Ply as the sunshine. Not a doubt, not a
question disturbs her innocent peace.
When Mr.. Carew spoke of contributing to
her pleasure, no conscious thrill enlight-
enea her as to the Darkness that would
fali on beach and sky and sea il he were
suddenly to withdraw himself from her
daily companionship. He is a cultivated,
kind friend, whom she has been fortunate
IN meeting. She sees nothing dangerous
in the full contentment which his presence
affords her.
After dinner, when the children are
playing on the piazza outside her window,
Miss Breeze is about to compose herself
for Il nap, when her sister comes into the
room.
Mrs. Bolton is tall and very fair, slender
and delicate i'll appearance, ndintensifies
every generous and wholesome feature
OF the robuster woman as she faces her.
'Mercy, Kate!" holding up both hands
in spontaneous though languid protest,
show black you look in that white wrap
per. A few more days of this and you
will pass for IN Indian"
The girl laughs and turns to the mirror,
viewing her white forehead and dark
cheeks, framed by the abundant brown
hair that waves down over her dress.
"Why don't you take a little more pains
to stay in the shade"
NJ Carew likes it best down on the
beach, and SO do the children"
This brings Mrs. Bolton to her errand.
She bites her lip, and regards her young
sister this time with a scrutiny more than
skin deep.
"And why should you consult Mr..
CarewW
"Why, BECAUSE" and the girl turns
around with ingenious surprise, "because
he is u great deal older than /, and beside,
it doesn't make any difference to me, and
Il want him to be comfortable, so he will
talk. Q Rose! you hould hear him.! He
is the most interesting man in the world"
"lVhat does he talk nboutw Mrs. Boil
ton has drawn her sister down upon the
edge OF the bed, where she can study the
transparent face at her leisure.
"Oh, what doesn't he talk about? Pic
lures. books, music, poetry"
"Poetry" Mrs. Bolton interrupts
sharply.
eyes; he recites beautifully. There is
\ nothing he has not read"
"AhW replies the elder sister, slowly.
SIT must be a liberal education to listen to
him."
''That is what it is" replies the girl,
eagerly, not noticing the touch of irony.
Mrs. Bolton hesitates. She has sought
her young sister with the intention of
pointing out the danger OF being too much
in the mpan OF this Mr.. Carew. Now
it seems to her a pity to brush the bloom
from the girls innocent ideas. She has in
terested motives for abstaining from dis
turbing kate's unconsciousness. The pres
ent arrangement gives her more free time
to indulge her e~use.loving nature than she
could nave the conscience to require it her
nurse girl pro tenn We're not also amused.
It really is a very comfortable arrange
ment. But knowledge of her unsophisti'
Gated sisters inexperience spurs her ON a
degree farther.
wv ell, LlS dear ones HTS U1OuSuU 1luu-
urally is that Mr.. Carew had better be
making all this exertion to entertain his
invalid wife"
Miss Breeze c%olors, but only with earn
estness.
"Indeed, Rose, he is only too glad when
she is able to listen to him. He is reading
to her this afternoon because she is better.
That is why l brought BERTHE here"
Oh! very well, Kate, very WE'LL" %rejoins
the other, relieved, casting an atfectionate
glance at the novel in which she is mark
ing the place with her finger.
"Now," continues the girl, drawing a
strand of hair through her hand and look
ing thou,ghttulIy into space, "if only he is
"Well, he won't be that if he is clever,'
replies Mrs. Bolton. "Why: Is ne coming
to the hop"
tell you? l meant to the instant | came
in. l told him Harry couldn't come
down"
"That was not nice, Kate-to hint tt
him! wasn't nice at all. Now, l shall
nave to chaperone you, and 1T is the
stupidist thing in the world to sit in ina
hot room all the evening when one is not
dancing"
s.Poor Rose" exclaims the girl, gaily
"You need only stay q few minutes. 1t i:
sure to give you the headache-anythins
you dislike to do always does-and thel
YOU can make your escape"
1t is the second night afterthat the dane
takes place. As u matter Of course, Mas
ter Ray Bolton is particularly wakefu
and hard to please on this evening"; bu
by diut of great patience and ingenuft,
the desired end is at last accomplished
and his aunt has the felicity Of seeing hi
eyelids droop and fall. For fear of wax
ing him she dresses in q dim, religion
light and with hurried fingers. She ha
but two costumes to decide between
white and a black. She abjures the former
, with u timely remembrance Of her nut
brown cheeks, and soon comes down stairs
= shading her eyes a little from the brigh
light, to meet her escort.
HIS rather somber, dignified face light
Q ND at sight Of the girli.h figure so vel
dressed in black, the airy costume so we
/. lit up by his flowers, and the shining blu
eyes so full OF naive anticipation.
r '"How kline you were to send them" si
Q exclaims, touching the splendid roses i
her breast with her gloved fingers.
"You are going to enjoy YOURSELF"
replies, looking at her meditat; vely.
~ She laughs at his tone, and taps her foo
in time with the waltz, whose strains CON
to them where they stand. o cours
r What do you mean:"
"Nothing. was only envying you"
n n II am afraid I am subjecting you to
cont of ,nrtC;Iltnn"