The Bad Lands cow boy. [volume] (Little Missouri, Dakota [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-1886, 1886-01-14
. Who Is the young manp' incurred


no is the young manpn inquired
Mrs. Hartman. al. 13555a.38
Vhy, q friend Of our earliest child.
hood, isn't he Marionp Good gracion1s!.
Whnt's the matter, Marion p, s5 s.
Marion was leaning back in her 81 scat ID
pale as the white lilac in her dress. ; Il
othing. These first spring. DAYS
are 50 oppressive.
Mrs. Hartman produced her gold.
mounted; cut-glass pungent, and hay-
ing insisted upon her neice making use I,t
OF that restorative, concluded that she
nag covered sufficiently to listen to-
her warnings. S| 5 sS$
q should like you to tell me Il whether.
You really mean to letsall your chances;
|slip, Marionp With the exception Of
Trunk button, you never: had as . good =
one as this Compile do You, let.
the that go Heaven knows why, l didn't!
Land now you're on the way TO letting!
this go, too. But let me tell you, il n, YOU
90 90 you i rue the day. Do you hear.
me
Oh yes, i hear you aunt. n was the
weary reply I3iss. w .ss55
She had been through numberless
scenes of this sort before now, and she
had always held her own. But now,
some how, as the carriage drove through
the porte-coc here and they alighted and
mounted the long stairs to Mrs. Harri-
mans apart ents, Marion felt as
though she could battle no longer as
though something had snapped within
her. &. 4 y
. a few hours later Mrs. Hartman,
with her two nieces in tow, entered the
drawing rooms Of the American Minis
ter II was one Of the largest balls Of
the season. s,.i, 3, q IS. .s &
Marion was regally lovely in pure sim
pie white, and Virginia looked like a
fresh rosebud in her heecy skirts Of pink.
Mrs. Harriman's ambitious soul filed
with gratifcation at sight Of the sonsa-
ton the two girls were evidently pro-
ducing. And to make her sense Of tri-
umph complete, there was tho Comte
do approaching and claiming Mar
IONS hand for the first walse.
Having assured herself that Virginia.
order of dances was being also rapidly
scrubbed over with the hieroglypolrics
Of desirable partners, she allowed her
self to be led away BY an elderly diplo-
lnatist to q retired coign Of vintage,
whore her nieces could seek the shelter
Of her wing during in their unattached
periods during the evening.
The elderly diplomatist proved to be
q conversationalist Of exceptional brill
fancy; SO much SO that Mrs. Hartman,
usually the myst Argus-eyed Of chaper-
!ons, quite failed to notice that Virginia
was dancing and had already danced
repcatedly with the broad shouldered
young fellow whom they had passed In
the afternoon.
Not SO Marion. She had become
conscious Of Hilyar's presence before
she had been in the house a quarter Of
an hour. Now, as she passed on the
comte' s arm, listening with distant
distract look upon her face, which the
Frenchman took for the expression Of
maidenly shyness to the words Of re
spectful alteration he poured into her
ear, She came upon him standing with
her sister in the deep embrasure Of a
curtained window. 5;
| Virginia was looking up with smile
that played in q thousand enchanting
dimples about her mouth, and Hilyar's
eyes;Were bent with sort Of pleased
contemplativenes upon her. Tho comte
gave o. glance sideways; and half
ssnsile which seemed to express an ap-
preciatiye apprehension Of the situation.
a $pang shot like knife through
Marion Andley's heart. After all, she
asked herself, why notp Virginia was
so pretty, SO unspoiled BY the world, 50
true, though she protested to be SO
worldly II Is
She turned her head slowly, and the
two looked towards her. Virginia made
a sign with her hand, and simultaneous
Fly Hilyar's eyes mot. Marion s. There
was noSlook of reco gnition in the mans
calm direct glance. The next moment
Marion had passed on. B 81 .s.S!:
it is not possible you did not
know that that was Marion p''' said Yn-
ginia. 2s5,
The next morning a storm burst in
l;tho Hartman abode. The diplomat
lists conversation had not succeeded in
rendering Mrs. Hartman oblivious to
all SUR nding persons md things dur
ing the entire evening before. and to-
wards the end Of it she had become
conscious Of certain happ enings, the
thought Of which now caused d violent
Bunco rking Of the walls Of her wrath.
II had hoped better things Of you,
Yirginia at least, whatever your sister
may see fit to do. + did not think You
would put all your pros ectsini jeopardy
! at tho very outset Of your career by
making yourself SO andalouslY con
spicuons with young man, who Is 4
nobody plup 3
m sure Ills not q nobody at all, y \
cried Virginia Owen Hilyari IS vol
born and q gent eman. And as FOR his
! being q paupe well, one doesn' think
IAN artist's pecuniary position as one
| doessof other men and he Is rising
issWonde rfuliy The work he Ii going Il
send 20 the Salon IS quite markable.
llif any casc, he's an old friend. And Il