The Mineral argus. [volume] (Maiden, Mont.) 1883-1886, 1885-05-21

slowly assembled out OF tho east-th,
shadows of the great bridge resting
softly on the mirror like surface of tn,
Hudson river. The sound Of Aut.
played softly afar OF, and all Of sud
den the keel of my boat coming sharp
~ in contact with somebody elsei
oars.
Halo, you!" cried out clear, incis.
i've young voice. "where are you going
to? Why don't you look which way you
are steering?"
Charley Dresden I" cried out 1, little
needing the torrents Of obloquy he was
beginning to heap upon me.
"Old Mottimore, he responded joy
ously. "Why, who on earth would
have thought Of finding you dreaming
on Harlem river? Here! Come into
my boat; hitch on your old craft he
hind, and let me introduce You to Miss
Sophy Adriance."
I looked as sharply at Miss Sophy all
the moonlight and my own moiesty
would let me, for / knew that she was
Utlc NOIul UuullI0tlOu Vi INV IIIeuu
Charley Dresden.
She was pretty, slight round and
rosy, with china blue eyes and dimple
in either cheek, and golden brown hair
worn in long. loose curls. There was
something hower-like and delicate in
her prettiness UNCONSCIOUS
~ imploring in her way of lifting her
eyes MP to your face.
We rOwed home together-or, ut
least, as far on our way home as the
Harlem river would take us. Sophy
sang little boat ballads. Charley
rOaresl ort tenor barcorolles. 1 even
essavel German student song which
/ had learned in Heidelberg no one
knows how long ago, and we parted the
best of friends.
A week afterward Dresden and met
face to face on Wall street.
Halo, Mottimore!" said Charley,
his honest visage lighting up. "What
do You think Of her?"
81 think she is a pearl-a jewell
princess among women!" I answered,
with q perfect sincerity.
Congratulate me, them" cried Char
ley. beaming all over, "for ! am engage
ed to her. Only last night! Look here!"
opening mysterious silver case which
he took from his inner vest pocket.
What do you think Of that for an engage
ment ring?"
"A fine diamond" said l, putting my
head critically on one side, "and fanci-
ully SET"
We're to be married in October, said
Charley. lowering his voice to the most
confidential tones. II might have been
sooner if hadn't undertaken that
business in Europe for our firm. |
But I shall he sure to he back
by October, and the money II
shall make will BE- acceptable toward |
fitting up and furnishing our new home.
because, you know, Mottimore, I'm not |
rich"
Ispent an evening with her afterward
at the genteel boarding. house where
she and her mOther-a nice, bright
eyed little woman, the full-brown rose
to correspond with Sophy's budding
lovliness in the contest of apart
ments, furnished in dark blue reps,
with turn up bedstead, ingeniously
disguised as o high-backed sofa, and
canaries and geraniums in the win
dOws.
Its so kind of Won to come" said
SOphy, with gentle pressure Of the
hand when went away. II am SO
glad to welcome Charley's friends"
And l felt that could cheerfully sit
through another evening of common
place chit-chat, and pilot ograph albums
for such reward as that.
Well, Charley Dresden went away,
and as he didn't particularly leave Soply
Adriance in my charge, didn't feel
called upon to present myself ut the
genteel boarding house ! supposed,
enough. that all was going
right. until the day l received note
from my old friend Bullion. the banker,
a man Of IA, who wears wig and spec
facles. and counts his income upon the
double figures.
Bullion wrote from Saratoga, where
he had gone because lie didn't know
what else to do with himself in the dull
season. He asked me to be his grooms-
man. Bullion was going t. he mar
red
"Of course, you'll think il foolish
hing for me to do, wrote Bullion; but
wen at sixty man has not entirely out
lived the age of sentiment: and when
,nce Won see Sophy Adriance Won will
oreive any seeming Inconsistency on my
part"
went straight to the genteel board
ng- house. 1t was possible that I
night be misled ly similarity of
lame, although even that was unlike. ,
Y. i
"ls Miss Adriance at home?" I asked
II the slatternly servant girl who an |
wered the bell.