Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1884-01-18

wondering 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 seven
teen could come up to her.
That's right" sad the Doctor en-,
couragingly; set good example. "
means I'm to be tonic, | suppose, "
thought Grayton; SO he carried Off
Ophelia for an ice.
'You dance beautifully she said.
mo, you sit down and I'll get you the
ice; there now, there's a spoon and a
wafer; now you feel comfortable,
don't you? Is not that lovely
valse?"
eyes, I'm fond of Dream Faces; :
the people one meets in dreams are
generally vastly nicer than the real
folk. l have many dream friends"
Have your she said, looking
amused; tell me of them"
"Well, you know, | think I'm mar
ried to dream wife-iust like Gil
bert's Princesi Toto, you know, with
her m-husband. And she comes
to me and scolds me if I've done any
thing wrong in the day; and some
times she's very loving, and some
times she's cross and doesn't come
near me for weeks
He felt as if he was telling a fairy
tale to child.
"How charming Do tell me more
of her Is she beautiful! What is
she like2'
The fanciful conccit seemed to amuse
her, so he went on drawing pictures
of the ideal woman; then growing un
consciously eloquent, he burst out,
IAN, if one could only meet her alive
what wife she would make! A very
second self, aiding, sympathizing,
helping, loving-at once the cheerlest
of chums and the most idOliZed OF
idols"
She flushed little as he spoke, but
she went on, "What pretty picture
Where did you get those beautiful
thoughts about MARRIAGE"
81 suppose my dream girl tau ght
me.
''ls she pretty?"
Grayton wondered if deliberate
bare-faced compliment would be n
good tonic for lunatic. Eyes, beau
tiful. She has large brown eyes,
wonderful hair, a low voice, an olive
oval face, she dances superbly, and
wears a black red rose in her white
dress"
Ophelia look little frightened
Forgive me, | didn't mean to be
50 rude, but she is-really, you are
not angry with me2' and he laid his
hand gently on her arm.
80 no." then there was pause.
Come. and let me show you some
pictures; Tn something of an artist
myself" and she led him into a long
gallery, and talked art so seusibly and
sympathetically that here, ut all
events, he felt there was a very pleas
ant method in her madness.
Talking of art" is recognized
method of interchanging sympathies.
He was no bad judge of picture;
but he preferred to affect ignorance,
and asked the stupidest questions sim
ply for the pleasure of hearing her
talk. There was a kind of innocent
dignity about herthat fascinated him.
She was more like Vestal virgin
than Bacchante. SO the evening
passed all too quickly, till he sudden
ly bethought himself that there was
an important division in the Lords
that night, and that he was bound to
be mot content" before the clock
struck eleven, and after that he was
due at Lady Congleton's dance.
Must you go away2' she said /;
why"
We'll, you see, I'm one of those
much-abused people that the Radicals
call Hereditary Legislators, and am
not abolished yet; | must be in our
House at eleven"
Of course she could not have under
stood word, he said, for she muir
INJURED to herself, Poor fellow! so
young, too,
He rose and held his hand out.
Good night; thank you for q very
charming evening.
Good night" said Ophelia tender
ly.
II should like little memory Of
this evening will you give me that
rose' Eve been longing for it all the
evening
"Of course l Will; Why didn't you
ask for il before 7" and she took it from
her dress and fastened it on his coat
Il shall see You again, there will be
another dance soon. How is that
never saw you before at sne9"
This is my first dance here, " she
said gravely.
Why it was that Ophelias eyes sud
denly filled with tears ne couldn't UNI
derstand, but she left him with quiet
bow and went back to the dancing
room.
You've been enjoying yourself,
see said the Doctor, as Grayton
came to say good-by, though
must say IT was rather selfish of both
of you.
Selfish. why, l did all | could for
her, poor dear grill"
Poor! why, my dear Lord Gray,
ton; she has six thousand a year of
her own
Dear me. and what is done with
it9"
She does what she likes with it:
she helps all the big charities, and
she helps me and Copswood in par
ticular, and she generally does lot
of good to our poor people-picks up
some one she takes fancy to, and
cheers him up bit She's one of my
best tonicS, aud this is the first time /
have noticed that she never danced
once with a patient; that was your
faultyou know"
Good gracious! then she isn't
IA patient herselfi"
The Doctor laughed till the tears
rolled down his jolly face. BLESS
my heart, mol That's Lady Mary
Pettigrew, daughter of old Lord
Polonius, and she's just one of the
cleverest and sweetest girls in the
world, l thought you knew her"
Not L. She came over and spoke
to me, and
Il see it all-took you for patientl
o, this is too lovely" and the Doctor
was positively boisterous in his merri-
ment.
Grayton bolted to the House, and
having duly recorded his vote against
the bill, sent up from the Commons,
for chloroformlng grouse instead of
shooting them, betook himself in a
strange state of bewilderment to Lady
COngleton'S His hostess welcomed