New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1884-07-13

he is :! became current comment rs soon as 'lc il'u
compelled people to nd nit that ne was al an nu'
his genial and full smile. disclosing uha"e1 'c''n'
WAS by no means against him; IL was indeed WIN
him. and he smiled very often
| used 10 wonder how he could smilc so amply
considering his constant rchuns. 81 VIII moi KNOW
nm" sad Rose Rjving;on to me, one evening WI"
her faclc cur OF as pretty lip as ever nature -''V
e. any girl vet on the verge OF her t"eut}-thHu
birthday. 81 think line should be drawn Sou'o-
where. and propose TO draw II just there
n,t Rose was asked to know him before that eve
ming WAS over and murmurcd an UNIV lllins consent
lie had got somebody 10 present nm. lie was
always getting somebody TO present HIN. was
standing not far away from Rose, and witnessed the
introduction He asked her to dance,-ahd' by the
way h. danced extremely well Rose refused
caught the words 80 tired" from her angud lips,
and that was all. About ten minutes later 81"
her dancing with that caddiSh little EngllShhah'
Tom Steepechaser. whose only possible matl'mo-
NAL renseeq iencn! that he could INTRODUCES any
rich American girl who mi ,ht marry him to scotch
Tia rd- cousin. Lord WilIOthewsp. But still later
during the progress of the German (which by the
way. our hostess kindly asked me t. lead MYSELF
saw Lysauler Dingley approach the naughty Rose
and stake her ont" with Il splendid amlabhlty
IVsandcr danced. himself. that evening. with Lucy
IL. ekensack, u young girl of supernatural height
and prOvorblal stupidity. Poor Miss Lucy was
wall-nower of six acknowledged seasons. and had
gone homo partnerless from more balls than IL
would be decorons even gallant for mo now to
chroniclo-espccially if l had kept count OF their
Notifying number
The season ended. Lent laid its milling shadow
upon all fcstivity. Lysandcr Dingley had aSplrcl
and hal not succeeded We all knew this. And
yet We all conceded the tact that somehow-it was
| useless to unravel the complicated problem OF
| how r-lysander had managed to make his face
and figure and name a fact If rot factor III polite
| select aSSemblages
| During the ensuing summer his father died u
| afterward fell TO my knowledge that Dmgcy the
| Fur-Man had been very parsmoniouS with his son
as regarded all personal expenditures. But nj last
| tho old gentleman as dead as one OF his own
minks or offers Lysander. long motheresS, was
| left the whole bulk of the fortune. realized some
| thing which had not previously dawned upon me-
Lysander. though eager enough to thrust himself
| among the holy-of- holes, had never, to my knowl-
edge, laid moro than a very occasional bunch OF
Cornela Cook or Giore d. Paris at the feet of
any lady-nO, not even at those OF the ostraczcd
Lucy Iiaclcnsack. But now-in perhaps the last
week of Lent-who but Rose Rivington herself
should say to me at An afternoon tea whittier had
rather aimeSsly strOled:
al got such lovely flowers from poor Mr.. Dingey
this morning | have few of them in my dress
now-thoso great Gjoire de Paris kind-dont sou
think them sweet Poor fellow, he's feeling so
dreadfuly about his father"
looked at Rose firmly. She is a sort of cousin OF
mine; all the RivngtOns are more or less related to
all the Manhattans. But Rose did not 1lhch. That
amber eye of hers. which has in it the ray of the
topaz, and 50 matches her sweet, negligent. curly
opulence OF tawny hair wore as cool n CLEAN under
her Inodsh Partisan bonnet as though had just
ventured something bankly commonplace. like the
prophecy of an early spring. Rose was the hereSs
to at least three millions. Everybody knew the
blocks of houses owned by her dead gran lfaher of
whom she was the sole grandchild. Her refusal,
two seasons ago of Lord Romp, eldest son of the
DIXIE of Pomp is matter Of history.
"Do-do you actually ike Lysander DingeyF |
mumurcd, almost aghast
Rose frozo mo with ono OF her polar looks.
think Mr.. Duglcy charming she said with an
audacity that had in it the element Of the sublime
" And | do hope. Mark she went on, assuming
manner of amazing confidence, " that if you have
any disagrocabe things to say about him. you Will
reserve the for some one who Is not his JTtcRh'
little later johnny Weehawken (now "A full
grown grandee of four-and-twenty) said to me one
afternoon in the hall of the Metropolitan Club:
aust been to such lovely breakfast at Del
monico's. Ly Dnsley gave it,
yes ?" murmlGcd raising my brow5, lnvolun-
tarily surprised (Lysanlcr hal now become ~
to this Columbian foe-ths recntes, Beta Alpha Of
former daysy "Was it a large breakfast " qucs-
toned.
." Not very" came the drawlc1 response. Miss
Rose Rivington was there, and the two Desbrosses
girls. and little Miss Il yersidr tof the Hudson
Rivcrsilcs. you know, just back from abroad, and
Harry Van Corlear"
"llarry Van Coflclr" thought. "Tho rcent-
Ices thp impl lcabie ODicTOn Psi y!
But ! SAID nothing. and presently johnny Wee
hawkcn resumed. while lighting anew cigarette:
Poor Ly made it small because he's IN mourning
for his guv'nor don't you know
"Dnglcy the Fur-Man," ] sad, without bctray
ing myself by the qulvcr OF . muscle
@EhG Ahi Yc3W SAID johnny, putting indGstri-
ously at his cigarette But / saw that he did not
like it at all ! saw that he thought was in very
bad tasto. Still no soon broke into a little compu
sorry laugh aud cappod m3 Oh the shoulder. q" !
say. Mark he exclaimed wo mustn't thIn! Of all
that stun any more. Ly's an awlully good chap
We wero in college together -CoumbiI. you know.
always liked him then. and stood up for HIM
And. by Joyo I'm going to do it now"
johnny Wcehawkcn looked me ful in the eyes as
he made tins last remark. he did not luch any
more than Rose Ryington had iiHchcd. llis gao |
was honesty Itself.
have concluded that the qualng cye is All |
myth. There is nothing 80 honest rs the calm |
clear frank gaze Of the man who knows lac is act
ing the part of fraud, and that you seriously su,
pect IT, and that he must do his best 10 maxi you /
believe the contrary. Next autumn. IN "A /
dog-cart of surprising nlccty and style, attrcd /
in the deepest mourning and having Miss Rose /
Rvngton beside INN, ! saw Lysandcr DhgIcy AZ |
the jerome Park races.
/ am always rather abrupt with Rose Perhaps /
have always presumed TOO boldly upon our km,Iip. |
However this may be. got near her at the Grand
stand and contrlycd TO have little old time sort
of chat.
Arc Won bringing that follow Dinelcy ont In