McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1884-11-20

Wuitc huSuH CuItdluS, BIG IOShcu
out on glowing western sky, and
water rosy in the days dying CLEAN.
After awhile the murmurs in the
drawing room died away in silence.
Belle TartletOn had moved and seconded
that they should walk, and there was
bringing out of broad brim hats-and
then Eve had the drawing room to her
self.
Presently some one parted the cur
tains.
"Lovely. isn't it?' asked Eve, with
out looking up, supposing that it was
Mrs. Wallace.
very" returned deep voice that
made her start. And she encountered
a glance from Paul Gaynor-expresslve
of admiration, doubtless, of the land
scape.
He stepped in, and without further
ceremony seated himself beside. her,
while Eve drew aside her full skirt as
calmly as if it had been her great-grand-
mother, and sat quietly looking out.
She was in no hurry to talk. If Mr..
Gaynor had any ideas he couldn't help
airing them presently; and if not-why,
it would simply be waste of time to
talk for him. She never had on hand a
store of ready-made smiles and chances,
manufactured for appropriate occasions;
and Mr.. Gaynor, who seldom had a
chance to see handsome face in state
of anything like repose, improved the
opportunity and studied the broad, calm
brow-the eyes, full of grace. tender,
bright, and the mobile, sensitive mouth,
as though he was asking a mental da-
guerreotype of her. Then, laying aside
that Paul Gaynor had smiled, compli-
mented and held silk reels for ladies
that day, the real man came out, and
basked in the light of Eve Aston's
upright, earnest nature, and talked as
not one man in five hundred can, and
not one in thousand ever does talk to
woman.
1t is fact the bell rang for supper,
and neither of them heard it, so that
Mrs. Wallace (who, having tiptoed into
the drawing-room a short time before,
had tiptoed out again enchanted; and
had been malicious enough to keep
Belle Tarleton in state of semi-distrac-
ton at the foot of the stairs till the bell
rang, under pretence of discussing her
new point collar) was obliged to come
and call them.
All Ethel's merry chances and wicked
innuendoes glanced off from Pauls inn
penetrable GOODNESS, like straws from
polished steel; but the lofty Eve for
once blushed crimson, and insisted on
sitting by Mrs. Wallace; and wouldn't
even look up when Paul recommended
the biscuits to everybody, saying that if
they knew what he did about them,
they would eat double the usual guam
tity.
And Belle Tarleton had Paul all to
herself that evening; for Immediately
after supper Eve disappeared, and was
nowhere to be found, though Mrs. Wal
lace looked for her everywhere.
This desperate state of affairs, how
ever, lasted little more than three DAYS
After that Eve recovered her equanim-
ity, and took long walks, and rode, and
boated, and danced with Paul, without
any recurrence of the same alarming
though she had taken up a
habit of blushing like rose if Wallace |
even the most innocent and
indirect little jest on the subject.
By degrees, five or six. young desira- |
Die young gentlemen dropped off, leav-
ng only Fred Basham, who, having
been refused by all the young ladies |
passed the last evening |
IF his sojourn at Rose Glen. in the COM
oany of his trunk and valise, and de-
parted early in the morning, in a very
frame of mind indeed.
That evening Eve also was missing-to
he chagrin of Paul, with whom she had
promised to take moonlight ride, and
who fully intended during said ride, to
secure the monopoly of all other rides
the should chance to take in the course
If her mortal life. She was late in the
lrawing room the next morning, also,
an unusual thing with her); and there
we're dark violet circles around her eyes,
md an uneasy flush in her pale face.
Paul looked at her in astonishment; and
he grew still more uneasy beneath his
glance. At that moment,
Nell, the pretty quadron chambermaid,
,ame up somewhat hesitatingly, holding
n her hand a handsome and somewhat
lava bracelet.
sis this your bracelet, Miss Ashton?"
The asked.
Eyes, returned Eve, promptly, 81
missed it last evening" Where did you
ind it?''
'sNell hesitated.
''Where did you find it?' repeated
Eve.
''I-I can't quite remember, Miss
Ashton"
'Can't remember?'' exclaimed Mrs.
Wallace. ''Why Nell, what do you
mean? Speak out at once
''Well then, if must" said Nell,
81 found it this morning,
light by the corner of the fireplace in
Mr.. Bayham's room. Therer'
A dead silence succeeded her words.
Belle Tarleton and her cousin Lutte look
ID at each other with sneering smile.
Mrs. Wallace turned crimson. Paul rose
hastily and went out, while Eve stood
and speeehless.