New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-01-27

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the waltz were dying away he caught
site Of her emerging from distant
conservatory on Rockminster's arm.
Bourchier went straight up to the
pair.
1.-THE last was our dance, think,
| Mrs. Ormskirk," he said in a voice
that struggled to be calm, but only
succeeded in being reproachful.
There was flush on Rosalie's
cheek, and subdued sparkle in her
eyes as she answered:
II am SO sorry, Major Bourchier.
And now,' she added quickly, 81 am
going to ask you to give me your arm
to my carriage. am tired, and want
to go home"
Mr.. Rockmlnster frowned, and MUIR
INJURED q few words into her ear which
Bourchier could not catch; but Mrs.
/ Ormskirk's silvery tones were so clear
that he could not help hearing her re-
| ply:
eyes, tomorrow
Then she dropped Rockminster'
arm, and took Bourchier's arm with
a slight air of embarrassment
'You are leaving early, Mrs. Orms-
kirk, he said, coldly.
eyes, am tired, she replied briefly.
Let us make our way down stairs at
| once"
But when Mrs. Ormskirk's carriage
| droveup slight contretemps occurred
| The tootman proved to be in state
of hopeless intoxication Boucher at
once informed Rosalie of the state OF
affairs, adding that it would be better
to dispense with his services altogeth-
| Ell.
1T is really too provoking" she
said. "Mai. Bourchier, / must ask you
to drive home with me. l am in a.
most laughable predicament. Do you
understand how to work an elevator?"
Bourchier started, and then hesitat-
ed a moment. '.Yes, l think So"
''That is Fortunate" she said in a
relieved tone. cat Megatherium Flats
the elevator boy is often not to be
found SO late as this, and generally
depend on my own servant. am too
nervous to work the the thing myself"
Bourchier was naturally overioyed
to do her this trihing service, and he
felt that the tete-a-tete drive to Me-
gatherium Flats would almost indem-
nifty himself with alacrity in the wild
oW>s cosy brougham, and they were
driven off rapidly-too rapidly, he
thought-to their destination
AS Mrs. Ormskirk had surmised, the
elevator boy was nowhere to be found;
the nights porter, who could not leave
his post, being the only creature about
at that late hour.
III must ask you to escort me to the
seventh floor" said Rosalle, smiling
as she seated herself in the LETT. A
small lamp lighted the machine, and
shown down on her poudree head,
piquant face and radiant eyes.
"The ball was a dismal failure
wasn't it?'' she said. looking up at
him as he worked the ropes.
"Yes-n--no-not altogether he
answered, losing his head somewhat.
It would have i,een the happiest ev-
ening OF my life if" He stopped and
fixed his eyes on her face.
eyes, Major Bourchier?" she queri-
ed softly; ''if what?"
eff you had not cheated me out of
my waltz, Rosalie," he burst out i'm.
pulsively.
Mrs. Ormskirk blushed and fingered
her fan nervously.
ooh, Rosalie!" he said, dropping the
rope and seating himself at her side,
awhy will you play with me like this?
You know | love you. You know I
have loved you for years." He had
seized one OF her small hands and
pressed it to his lips before she could
withdraw it. He had forgotten all
about the danger of precipitancy.
Resale, listen to mel"
"Not now-not here!" she inter-
rupted with a touch of her old CO.
quetry. Clancy any one having the
hardihood to make declaration of
love-in an elevator! And you used
| to be $3.50 romantic"
| "What does it matter where or when
one speaks if the love be genuine? l
love you truly, Rosalie, and have
been very patient; but | could not
bear to see that idiot Rockminster-"
Major Bourchier, l cannot allow
you to speak in that tone of one who
may one day be my husband"
"Your husband'
Mr. Rockminster proposed to me
this evening"" she said, dropping her
eyes.
"And you accepted him?"
"Well, not exactly!" she replied,
with mischeyious smile; "but may
| have not given him his answer yet.
shall tomorrow"
This, then, was what she meant
when she spoke those two words to
Rockminster. Bourchier's face turned
red with anger.
"Rosalie," he said holly, 'syou are a
heartless coquette! have done with
you forever"
n am indeed sorry you should think
so badly of me, Major Bourchier.
But" she added, with the lightest
touch of sarcasm, "that is no reason
why you should keep me prisoner
to tell me SO. The elevator is at a
standstill"
| It was true. In his eagerness Bour.
CHER had dropped the rope, and the