The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1885-04-25


Well, my lad, remember you are under
oath to run up to Inverness and tell my
| blinded family all of good you conscien-
tiously can about their idolized son. If any
matter of business comes up | will write
again. At any rate, you will hear from me
before l join you. l know too well your
| epistolary habits to say: "Let me have a
letter soon," but you know, when you wish
| to write, who appreciates your efforts most
| highly. With good wishes from Beale,
Richards and myself for jolly holiday, l
am, hastily, BRANTLY WYNDHAM.
| MRS. Alice Harwood, East Park, Colo,
to Mrs. James Creighton, New York
| FEB "a, 1SS4-My Dearest Edith: This is
the sixth letter have written this morn
ing, so you can imagine the desperate state
my correspondence was in. | know you
are furious with me for not writing you be-
| fore; but, my dear, you would forgive me
could you realize how entirely am shut
out from the world in this beautiful Park,
| hemmed i'll as it ID by mountains and hav-
| ing no connection with the busy life out
side save the stage that comes in every
other day. Don't think l am about to
| plunge into rhapsodies over the scenery. /
shall spare you all that, knowing that
Aunt Mary has written you, and that her
| poetic soul has not been content until YOU
and Jim shared her ecstacy as much as
| possible. But do wish you were here to
| enjoy the lovely walks and drives, and,
| best of all, rides am delighting in Speak
ing of rides suggests a funny adventure
| had week ago, which may amuse you.
| Did Aunty write that we met Captain
Prentice just before we left New York?
| You remember him, of course. l had a
| desperate Irritation with him at West Point
the summer before | was married. | had
not seen him since, hut we renewed our old
acquaintance. and it was he who told us
| about this delightful place. just before
leaving US he told me that he should write
to one of his best friends Mr.. Forbes,
who lived on his ranch, ten miles from the
hotel, to call upon me when arrived at the
Park Naturally l felt lutter of delight
at the thought of knowing one of those
mythical ranchmen of whom we hear in
New York, and especially as Captain
Prentice told me he was an EngliShman
and Thoroughly good fellow. | confidently
expected each day after we were dOm-
ciled here to receive a card from Mr.. John
Forbes, butnOne came. Finally, becoming
impatient, asked one of my fellow So
journers, an awfully pretty Philadelphia
girl, if she had ever heard of him. Now,
my dear, | do not intend you and Jim to
be allowed to prOphesy my speedy retreat
unless an attractive man is forthcoming
| for am perfectly absorbed in Aunt Mary
and my boys: and, besides, came here to
| escape the sex. But digress.
She had heard of him; her brother had
dined at his ranch when he was here, but
Mr.. Forbes was not his host. He was in
Europe, and his partner, a Mr.. Wvndham,
was in command. OF course this led to a
discussion of the ranch, which my pretty
girl tells me her brother raved over, and
then to a mention of Mr.. Wyndham. His
name is Brantly-did you ever hear any
thing more swel-and the brother afore-
mentioned described him as the best of
good fellOws-but dashed his sisters hopes
| by the cheering information that he was
never known of his own free will to speak
to woman. Naturally after that ! gave
up all expectation of seeing a ranch, and
devoted myself to the boys and learning to
leap a four barred fence.
This, my own dear sister, is a descriptive
prologue. AS the curtain rises on the
comedy itself, picture a country road
mountains as a back-and seated on a
stump woman dressed in a riding habit
and gazing anxiously in every direction.
A stanhOpe suddenly comes into view by
turn on the road, and the solitary woman
leaps to her feet, prepared to attract the
attention Of the driver. The signal is
made. The horses are stopped, and de-
Cldedly good-looking young man, arrayed
in a white flannel suit and East India hat,
leaps to the ground.
Young Man (removing haiti fancy
can be of some service to you by your look
of distress as was passing"
FOrlorn Female very hot and red)- |
" on are very good to interpret my signal |
correctly. | foolishly started from the |
hotel for a ride alone this morning''-
marked disapproval expressed in young |
mans eye-"and getting off my horse to |
gather some flowers, he broke away from |
me and left me as you see, at least six |
miles from home"
Y. M.-"Certainly shabby trick to serve
you, but if you will allow me the pleasure |
| am going to the hotel and will be most |
happy to have you occupy the other seat |
in my cart"
F. F.-"You are extremely kind, and I
gladly accept"
Thereupon the young man assists the F. |
F. into the cart, his face bearing decided |
ly bored expression and determination to |
be frigidly polite-nothing more. Desulto- |
ry conversation on each side-the weather |
touched upOn-the beauties of the Park |
mentioned-then long silence. Young |
man gazing into space. Young woman |
casting about in her mind how to find out |
her protectors name sudden inspira- |
ton! 1t must bet is-Brantly Wynd- |
ham. The woman's name is Harwood, and |
she has been called goOd-looking, but no |
glance OF admiration comes from her host. |
No time is to be lost! They are reaching |
the hotel 1t is now or never. She turns |
and says: 81 wish to thank you for so |
kindly bringing me out of my dilemma. | |
think [ was getting quite hopeless-so far |
away and alone" Culver in voice Young |
man turns, evidently fearing Mysteries.
Grand coup d'etat. II am Mrs HARDWOOD, |
of New York, and | should like to know the |
name of my rescuer."
There, it's sheer nonsense for me to try
and keep up this farce! l beg leave to |
drop all dramatic form. 1t was Mr. Wynd- |
ham, and he is the best looking man ever |
saw. He pulled himself together after nv |
little finesss had wrung from him his name |
and told me that his friend Forbes, who |
was abroad, had written him about me" |
1t seems Mr.. Forbes had sent Captain Prem |
tees letter, which followed him to Europe, |
back to his partner asking him to take his |
place in what it asked. Mr.. Wyndham |
said that, being no lady's man, he had hes |
itated TO call upon me in his friends stead, |
but was grateful for this meeting" etc.
otc. All bosh, because | knew he was |
raging inwardly. We reached the hotel, |
and asked him to pay me the visit now.
This he declined to do, but would, with |
Mrs. Harwood's permission, "drive over
soon to further an acquaintance so charm
ingly begun" So he bowed himself away,
and never expected 10 see him more, for
he looked anything but happy over the
situation But the fates have determined
to bring us together. | was sitting
on the veranda this afternoon waiting for
the mail when he appeared before me. or
course he stopped and tried to prevaricate
without looking conscious. ale was Just
about to send me his card; would not ac-