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

cans "call these showing Tor an IN
slant the point of a delicately shod little
foot-''shoes.
Nothing that comes above the instep
is a shoe, ne persisted.
If you were TO go into any store in
New YORK and ask for boots they'd show
you-we!l, things such as you wore yes
terday.''
"Ahl you noticed my bootsPn
'',just as | noticed the ,unnel or the
mainmast, or anything else one cannot
help seeing" she replied, carelessly.
"Were You going down for anything
can get you?' he asked.
Il wanted something to read"
"You can't read on board ship. Your
eve runs over lot of words, but it is
not reading. If could go to those peo-
hands, and say: Stop right where you
are, and tell me what the last six lines
were about, not one in ten could an
swer. You seem to be good sailor
come up and talk to me.
She looked at his shoes. The ends
were three inches broad, and the instep
was artificially wrinkled. The ends OF
his pants were sprung out over the
foot. and stiffened after fashion that
made her shudder. His vest had hide
Gus fancy buttons, and the cuffs of his
coat bore vulgar elaboration of braid.
Could she-accustomed to the hon.
age of golden youth in its most strict
tense-brush skirts with this distressing
suit? The butternut trousers and the
SLOUGH hat were the right things in their
way. She could have been seen with
him in them. A Queen might talk with
a cowboy in cowboys dress, because
he did not pretend to be anything else
than a cowboy, and was spoken to as
such. But there was pretense and a
failure.
She hesitated.
IL think understand" he said MOTTO
! ing her embarrassment "We have not
been regularly introduced, and | dom t
see how We can be, as know no one on
board. My name is Turner. and 1 was
christaned James. My father is a
! farmer in Hampshire, has rahter a large
place there, but am younger son and
/ had to look out for myself. I've been
silver-mining in Nevada and have
made my pile, not a very lofty one,
but enough-for me-" :.
''If in his dress some hideous errors faV
| Look IN his face AMI you'll forgive them al"
Some such paraphrase of the famous
couplet must have passed through Cora
| Plover's mind. She looked in his face
as he spoke. and met the violet eyes
| without any snap in them now, listen
ed to the soft but well-toned voice, and
| gave in. He was an Englishman;
that accounted for any amount of &C.
centricity She was Cora Plover. and
could Law down the law to every body
that was anybody on board that ship.
If you wish it. she replied; and on
deck they went arm in arm, manifes-
tation and wondor.
snow tell me all about Yourself, she
said, when her chair had been found
ami placed where it couldn't roll over.
and she was properly packed up in rugs
against the spray. He told her little
about himself. but much about the life
he had been leading-its privations anoI
adventure. Its perils and its pleasures.
and the splendors of nature in the land
where it had been passed. And he told
her all this well, in good English, and
that low mus cal voice.
DO YOU know" she asked him, when
the first bell rang for dinner. that you
are very Interestingly" He smiled, and
something Ike yelled snap came over
| the violet ewes. Il must introduce YOU
to my friends-I would so like. Mr..
! Turner; you have done me an immense
service. Oh. YES, YOU have, | know l
should have been horribly smashed up
if you hadn' caught me. VIII you let
me do YOU little one in RETURN
| \ real snap came into h ewes now.
Zone does not seek return for such
things"
But if it is for your good?" plead
ingly.
80 on"
And YOU Will not be offended?"
IF there be no offense," he replied.
gravely.
None is meant. | do assure YOU.
You are SO nice in many respects that
perhaps it was thoUghtlesSneSs; or that
YOU did not quite realize your return to
civilization: but yesterday at dinner
you don't be angIy-you ate with your
knife
WHY not9"
Why not, Good gracious. 1t is the
horror of horrors
That IS an assertion, not an answer.
repeat why not?'
I'm the first place. you made me so
nervoas i
That is quite enough" he interrupt
ed. IF it annoyed you my question is
answered. Twill not eat with my knife
again.
Dressing for dinner. the widow had
great deal TO tell Mrs. Nlckerson about
the so-called ''cowboy," pitched with
some adroitness in an apologize KEY.
a new paradoxus, said the Sena-
or, when he also was told. "A male
of the human race who looks an arch
angel. dresses like cad. talks like an
encyclopa dia and wants to argue the
question as to the propriety of eating
with ones knifer'
"Ah, yes" Cora pleaded. but how
nicely he gave it up
The Senator smiled and asked: lis he
to join the ranks of your forlorn hope,
Mrs. Ployer?"
Nonsense! mean to civilize him
that's al.
but if in the process he meets the
common doom9'
He is big enough to take care of
himself. Besides with laugh-..if
i am the fiirt you all pretend to think
me. must not get OFT of practice.
This conversation took place at the
door of the Captains cabin just as the
dinner gong began its deasening din.
As they went down Mr. Turner was
formally introduced by the widow TO
her friends. He used his fork for legiti-
mate purpose. and in no way committed
himself during the repast. At its con-