St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-12-19
OUR FAIR UNKNOWN.
She Drives by the Club House in a
Stylish Dog Cart.

Stylish Dog cart.
Philadelphia News.
''By Jove, here she comes againr'
The speaker was a fashiOnablv-dressed
young man, who had evidently just been
lounging in an easy chair and endeavoring
to kill time by reading a morning newspa-
per- but whose tone and manner, as he
started to his feet and stared earnestly
down the street told plainly that his inter-
est was powerfully aroused in something.
The rest Of us hurried to the windows, for
we all knew what he meant, and saw. first.
a handsome, housekeeping horse; second, a
stylish dog cart, attached to the horse;
third superb woman, who, with infinite
grace and an appearance of perfect
ease, handled the ribbons. The scene
was a fashionable drive in New
York in front of the L club. The time
was 10 O'Clock one pleasant October morn
ing The speaker was Jack Morris, the
spoiled scion of old Norris the broker. The
persons spoken to were some dozen or so
club men, including myself. and the person
spoken of was-Well, we didn't know who
she was and that was just the trouble. She
had passed several times and no one knew
anything about her,
The rest of the fellows stared in surprise
at Jack as he eagerly gazed out of the win
dow, for you know Jack, though first-ratG
fellow i'll the main, affected everything
English, and it really was amusing some
times to see him in his languid, blase way,
hide a forced yawn with his delicate gloved
fingers and then look as if life had no more
charm for him. But by this time the rig
had arrived opposite the windows, and the
lady, looking over, smiled and made
graceful bow. You should have seen the
look of stupefaction with which Jack
turned and regarded his companion. who
had risen and who was now engaged in
complacently rolling cigarette in an I'M
concerned way and regarding with an
amused smile Jacks wondering stare. The
two young fellows, as they stood by the
window in the warm sunshine. formed a
pleasing picture and strong contrast not
only with each other, but also with their
usual selves. Jack was tall, slender and
dark, and was generally the picture of
languid indifference and self-contained
tranquility. while just now he was all sur
prise and eagerneSs. The other one was
considerably shorter than Jack. fair haired
and was the most boisterous, light-hearted
fellow in the club, and an enthusiastic
practical joker. Woe be to the man who
offended his majesty. BY the way. don't
believe I've told you his name yet, have l?
Well. it is Harry ReXford but he never got
any other title around the club than Rex =
He was now standing. the picture of con-
SciouS innocence. regarding the stare on
Jacks face. Finally the latter managed to
Stammer out:
''WaS it you she bowed to. Rex?-
"Cert" answered that worthy.
''And didn't you throw "a kiss to her?"
gasped Jack,
Cert" was again the answer
The look of vacant surprise on Jacks
face as he sank back in his char was too
much for the forced gravity of Rex and he
burst into hearty laugh and said. offering
him cigarette:
Here. old fel. have smoke; you look as
if you need bracer."
Jack mechanically accepted it, let it puff
two or three times and then said:
Il say, Rex who is she? We've seen
her pass two or three times. fellows all wild
to know her, can't even find out her name,
and here she is bowling to you and you
throwing kisses to her the first morning
you're back
well. to tell you the truth, fellows.
don't know so very much about her.
hardly think it would interest you" and
lex relapS6S lllUO SatlSleu silence. ms
is broken Immediately. however. by a
chorus of voices from the others, who by
this time had assembled round to hear about
the fair unknown.
''Oh. come, Rex. don't be disagreeable
and Tell US her name. anyway" and such
host of similar questions were poured il
on him that, waving his hand for silence
ne says:
well. bows. I'll satisfy yOur curiosity
provided Pm not to be interrupted. If