The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1884-02-16

90 replied he, fixing his eyes on the |
grinning owner of the piano, who, be- |
ginning to turn the handle again. let |
off the remainder of the trill and the |
end of the variation in one wild burst |
upon the enraptured ears of the listen
ers.
"Cab coming. Organ man doesn't
see it-going TO be run over, continued
Philip Massey, who lodged at this par
ticular house in Lawrence street. and
whose friend had been dining with him.
"Let him." said Hermann Berghaus,
indiherently. al don't care-rd be
rather glad if he were.'
But the organ-grinder had just dis
covered his danger. He managed to
escape as it were from out the very
laws of the cab horses, swearing and
beating a rapid retreat, and the vehicle
pulled up at the little iron gate OF the
next house.
dodgers said Philip Massey, puff
inrs lowly at his cigar, and turning his
head just sufficiently to enable him to
observe the proceedings of the cabman
and his passengers. dodgers, dodgers
everywhere, and not
"Lodgersr' repeated Hermann,
dreamily; "more dodgers! Tell me
not in mournful NUMBER"
"Girls.'' put in Massey, in the same
lazy, undisturbed voice.
"Girlsr' echoed his friend, with
decree more of animation. "That's q
lot better than if they had been fellows.
Do they look nice girlsp'
Schoolgirl, that one" pursued
Philip, who had removed his cigar from
his lips, and was watching with more
interest in his dark eyes. "Nice look
ing lass, very, Fair hair-walks we'll
straight rs willow. Ahr'
With that exclamation, he even raised
himself, and looked earnestly forth.
Unable any longer to endure being in
what he called false position-on the
wrong side, that is, for seeing what was
going on-Hermann Berghaus jumped
up and leaned over the back of his
friends chair; his fair, good-natured
Teuton face and yellow hair appearing
in marked contrast above the darker
traits of Philip Massey.
Thus placed, they surveyed the new
next-door dodgers, or rather, that one of
them whose appearance had called forth
that "Ahr' from Philips usually la
conical lips.
She had just got out of the cab, and
was standing, purse in hand, waiting
while the cabman and maid-servant
carried in the luggage. Her back was
turned toward the young men, but as
she gradually turned, watching the
progress of the luggage, they saw her
! profile, and it was both beautiful and
striking-slight, pale and dark, with
fine, yet intensely clear Outlines-out-
lines which q cavalier might have been
disposed to call too clear, too fine
verging on sharpness. But the express
sion of the delicate lips was very sweet.
A gauzy veil was thrown back over her
bonnet, so that her face seemed set in a
| soft, black framework, wondrously be-
coming to her high-bred delicate
beauty. Her figure was slight, tall and
supple; her dress exceedingly plain and
in good taste; her gown fell in long,
rather clinging folds about her. There
was natural dignity and distinction in
every line of her figure and attitude;
and the nameless something as well
which no natural grace can give, but
only the habit of life with refined per-
sons-the something which discover;
the well-bred lady.
She stood quite still until the cabmar
returned. and then she asked him what
his fare was.
Philips sitting-room window was
open. and he and his friend heard dis
tinctly all that passed, She spoke in {
soft, pure voice. with an accent thai
was like music in its perfect refinement
neither Northern nor Southern, but
highly polished aud cultivated. Thai
accent struck with almost thrill upor
one pair of ears, which were sensitive
to melodious sounds, and accustomed
to the broad provincialisms of lrkforC
men.
."Three-and-six, miss, if You please, ;
said her Jehu, not meeting her eye.
Acknowledgment! " she repeated
pausing ere she sought in her purse the
sum, and speaking with surprise
"Three-and-siXpense for that short dis
tanceP think you must be mistaken.
"From the Northwestern Station
miss; two fares, three boxes and par
cells! L amt mistaken, l think-no
much"
"From the Northwestern The ras
cally thief" murmured Hermann
Berghaus below his breath, as he con
tinued to watch with undated interest
'Of course l can not contradict you,
she replied, as she looked for the sun
required, ''but it really seems t.
me-
"Ask those ere gentlemen, miss
They'll tell you," said the cabman, af
fably, as he pocketed the fare, ant
pointed toward the window in whicl
they were sitting.
, Naturally, she turned with swift
/ surprised movement, before either Phil
, Up or Hermann had time to draw back
, She saw their intent visages, and the,
saw pale, delicate face, still NOR
beautiful when fully viewed than il