The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-01-09

in the South, with the skin of so fine 9
texture that the red flush springs UP
through the vein-tracery at moments
excitement; the large brown eyes were
soft and dreamy, the chiseled mouth
was half parted, and the dark-browu
hair, looking black as night, was worn
Greek fashion close to the head, sweep.
ing in undnlating lines past the tiny
rosy-tipped ears She was seated on a
low sofa, carelessly clasping one knee
with both hands. She wore a simple
white frock, Just mysteriously frilled
round the little white column of a
throat, and great black-red rose nes'
tied In her breast. One little high.
arched foot, in peach-colored netted
silk, kept swinging to the music, No
one seemed to talk to her except the
Doctor. who smiled pleasantly as he
passed and said something to which
she answered with nod.
"Ophelia at last" said Grayton to
himself; and in melancholy vein wished
he were Hamlet, and could lie at her
feet and watch the play.
Poor Ophelia divided from herself
and her fair Judgment -" (the quota
ton was irresistible). II wonder what
sent her here's some brute of man, or
soldier-lover killed at Kasssssin.
Gracious! / hope this terrible Meg
Merrilles is not going to ask me to
dance" and he moved away, as he saw
q wild-eyed woman bearing down upon
him, to seat somewhat nearer to the
pale girl with the black-red rose.
For time he watched her; then he
tried to magnetic her At last their
eyes met; he stared her full in the face.
She never shrank from his look, only q
sort of plying light seemed to glow in
the sorrowful eyes. A moment passed
and then she rose quietly and with per.
feet self-possessed grace walked over
to him-to his intense establishment sat
down quietly by his side, and said in a
soft musical voice:
You seem sad to night; / am very
sorry" se7 re. e.a'
For moment he was tongue-tied;
then he recollected his instructions and
pulled himself together.
well, i think was sad because you
were looking sad. "
"Was II | suppose l always do,
then. OF course. being here naturally
makes one feel sad. But we won't talk
of that she added quickly. do you
care for dancingP Ill dance with you
If You like"
"Dance with you?"
30 yes, if you like; many Of the 9TH
ers dance, you know"
"How calmly she seems to recognize
her sad state!" thought Grayton, as he
stood up and passed his arm round
poor Ophelias's slender waist, wonder
ing how she would zig and amble. !"
They were playing the 'Dream-Faces'
and as they swung in undulating
rhythm to the pretty song he felt that
few slips of sane IL could come up to
her.
That's right said the Doctor, en-
couragingly; "set good example. y
"Means Pm to be tonic, l suppose, y"
thought GRAFTON; so he carried off
Ophelia for an ice.
"You dance beautifully" she said.
"No, you sit down and III get you the
ice; there now, there's spoon and q
wafer; now you feel comfortable, don't
you? Isn't that lovely valse?'
Eyes, I'm fond of Dream Faces
the people one meets in dreams are
generally vastly nicer than the real
folks. | have many dream friends.
Have your she said, looking anus
ed; "tell me of them"
"Well. you know, | think I'm mar
ried to a dream-wife--just like Gil
berts. Princess Toto, you know, with
her dream-husband. And she comes
to me sometimes and scolds me If I've
done anything wrong in the day; and
sometimes she very loving, and some.
times she's cross and doesn't come
near me for weeks.
He felt as If he were telling fairy
tale to child
'fHow charming Do tell me more
Of her. Is she beautiful? What is she
like?"
The fanciful conceit seemed to amuse
her. SO he went on drawing pretty pict-
ures of An ideal woman; then growing
unconsciously eloquent, he burst out,
"Ah, if one could only meet her alive,
what a wife she would make! A very
second self, aiding, sympathizing, help
ing, loving once the cheeriest Of
chums and the most idolized Of idols. "
She had flushed little as he spoke,
but she went on, What pretty pic
ture! Where did you get your beautiful
thoughts about marriage?"
Il suppose my dream girl taught
me"
SIS she prettyP'
Grayton wondered if deliberate bare.
faced compliment would be a good
tonic for a lunatic. Eyes, beautiful.
She has large brown eyes, wonderful
hair, low voice, an olive oval face.
she dances superbly, and she wears 8
black-red rose in her white Dress"
Opbelia looked little frightened.
Forgive me, didn't mean to BIZ
rude, but she is-really you are mo-
angry with meP' and he laid his hsnc
gently on hers,
20, no." then there was a pause
"Come and let me show Won some mic