The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1884-03-28

castle. third-rate actors going to lose
their savings in summer theater, Bos-
ton professors and New York dudes.
In English society we know of no
power equal to that which handsome,
young and rich woman (who can COM
pass the attendance at her parties OF
European eelebrities) wields in New
York, and out of it SO far as her fame
has spread. The moment she set her
foot on board, this one looked round
for slave-a carrier of books and a
tucker-in of wraps-to make himself
generally useful. and lif possible)
amusing during the voyage. and to be
thrown aside with her salt-stained
gloves when it was ended. She thought
she could score by appointing the Cow
boy" to his post. There was dash, &C.
centrieity, daring in the choice. and it
scored. The cowboy became person
age. Even the callow subalterns made
his acquaintance and offered him cigar
cites.
The cowboy accepted these overtures
with frank bluntness, but did not follow
them up. He did not enter upon the
duties of the high appointment which
the fair widow had Enthusiastically be-
slowed; and this worried her. 1t would
never do for her to take up man, and
for him to drop her. For any man to
drop her was out OF the question. 1t
was all Mrs. Nickersen's fault, chilling
him with her Washington ways. So
one morning when the Senator had VA
Gated the chair between these ladies.
and the cowboy was pacing the deck,
Cora gave him one of her best smiles,
and said. with her pretty hand on the
unoccupied seat: ''Oh, MIR. Turner.
won't You come and tell my friend some
of those charming stor es about Nevada?
She is dying to hear them" This was
a fib.
The cowboy seated himself and with
out word of depreciation or preface did
as he was told. Cora found herself
listening like another Desdemona, and
when he had done. and she wanted .
glass of lemonade. she did not like to
send him for it.
Afterward they took a turn on deck,
and she cross-eNamined him on various
subjects. Yes-he had passed most of
his young days on his fathers farm,
but (impressively) he had been to school.
and to London. WIN, of course, he
was going straight home. BY and by
he would 60 to London again. and this
was his plan-prD pounded with bust
n ss-.ike 9 avity. He would get hold
of some Young swell. pay his talor's
bill. and get him to be his guide and in
troduc to the gayeties o; tie great
metropolis. Cora was shocked.
''Ard do You really hink that any
gentleman would do such lhing?" she
asked
Lots" said the cowboy. decisively.
whats the harm? My fellow will
want money; / want society. If he
gives ME good society for my good mon
ey we shall both be satisfied If fell
low can buy wife, why can't he hire
pal?"
You have certainlv very odd ideas,
Mr.. Turner. | hope they will not be
disappointed. The far widow spoke
sharply. for his premise about buying
wives had been proved in her own ca.e.
Perhaps he saw that he had offended
her. Perhaps his confidence in the
means proposed for getting into society
was shaken.
"Of course YOU know better than |
do" he observed. alphabetically.
Won't you advise me what to do?
Would YOU just help me little?"
This was poser. for she had not the
least intention of knowing him on sh ire;
but her woman's wit was equal to the
occasion.
My dear Mr. Turner" s e said.
with all your. natural good qualities.
YOU will he under no necessity to buy
friends. You will nuke them"
Il dare say YOU wonder" he went
on, "why a rough fellow like me should
want to 90 into society. Ii you kew
what it is to live for years without the
s CHIT of 4 woman face. or worse in
the sight of faces which disgrace wo-
manhood. you'd understand. When
You got over Your high-well. when Won
smiled at me that day and let me talk
to YOU. it was like draught of cool
water after days ride in the hot dust
of the canyons
They were leaning over the ships
siie-he gazing at the blue waves.
laced with finest traceries of foam. tn
swirled past: she furtively watching
him. She knew what it means when a
mans voice fails and falters, mi when
he can not look the woman to whom ne
is speaking in the face: and thrill of
tr umph ran through her. This was
big game. She felt as q man accus-
toned to slay pigeons and partriIges
feels when his first stag rolls over on
the rocks.
The usual concert for the benefit of
the Liverpool Orphanage came off in
the usual sotto-voce rehearsalS at the
ca in piano. 1t leaked cut that the cow
boy could sing-couid sing ..Mv
Queen" and Cora agreed to accompany
him, but with some reluctance. The
end of the voyage was approaching, and
It was almoSt time to wean him. Be-
sides. if he should break down. or vul-
CARRIE the sweet song. part of the dis
credit would fall on her.
1t was the triumph of the evening,
He sang it with n power and tender
ness she had n:ver heard eXcelled. His
voice rang in triumph, and broke with
tears. He was \ conqueror browning
his Queen with victory. He was the
slave of her love. kissing the hem of her
pure white robe.
81 am proud o. you" she whispered
and her voice was just little broken
As she rose. declining at his bidd ng
the second en- o,e, loudly As it was de-
manded.
The song rang in her ears all that
night and he'd her sleerG>S. Of course.
he had sung it at her; OF her: for her.
She was his Queen, The melodiouS.
passionate worship filled her with de-
light. and .hen she cried in sheer vexa-
ton to tn nix that man who coulG sing