Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1886-10-16

coppers; tnen ldcy, VINO looked WIN MS
wis,st ar at his friends Struggles; then
Miles, who looked carefully at nothing, and
evidently thought everybody was looking
at him; then Hartog, who cams with quite
the detected air of man at the funeral Of
some one whom he expects has left him a
humping legacy.
The glorious Treb.lli was in her best form
that night, and sang a pretty, fancitli bal
lad, with French refrain:
Mon amant. alme uu peu. beaucoup
fassionne msrt. pas de tout!'
Olive could not help sending swift, happy
| glance across the room at u face on the
| raise side seats as the rich, deep tones
| flooded the great hall She met the iull gaze
Of Hardness eyes, deep. tender full Of love;
| then she could not help seeing the misery in
| Lucy's blue eyes, though they were fixed
] upon the singer, and his air was one of list
| les Indifference; AM then she encountered
the passionate admiration in Hartog's bluer
ones-admration so marked that a hot flush
| overspread her cheeks as she turned her
| Eeal away
Nor did she once again even ance toward
| the side seats until the interval of ten min
utes between the two parts of the concert.
Then, indeed, there was rush of half a
| dozen men for the chair which Mr. Weyland
| had temporarily vacated-a rush of Hark-
ness, Lucy Il place him second, though in
truth be was the last of all, and could
scarcely be said to rush, that not being his
form exactly, Hartog, DAlbiac and two
men belonging to tbs neighborhood.
Hardness won, and dropped down by
| Olives side with an air Of profound relief.
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seen you for agesl" he remarked, coolly, re-
gardless of the fact that Hartog was bend
ing down to speak to her, and looking as
black as a thundercioud The while
"Quiie well, thank. No; have not seen
you for some time, have II" looking at him
with proud and happy eyes.
did you get many valentines9" he asked.
suddenly
her throat
oh, that's very pretty Would you be-
lieve it. Miss Weyland, Lucy had seven
| teenI"
Realty And your
"OnIy one, and the customary one from
Miss Mignon," he added "She always sent
me one-Lucy and Hartoz and, in fact,
nearly all of us. Of course we all send her
several. Not one of US would miss Mignon's
days for anythingl7
| "Aud which are her days."
"All the Observation-Disclosures New Year
Valentines day, Easter, Bank holiday and
all Oh, beg your pardon, Mrs Stamer!"
as lady on his left addressed him How
DO You do! Full room this evening, is there
noti'
"Fery. And how are you, Capt Hank
ness1 ! hear I am to congratulate YOU
"Ee-thanks, very much,n in a tone as If
| he did not want to hear any more of the
matter.
a hope you will be pery happy the lady
continued, hlandly
"Er-thanks, very many" returned Hark-
ness, civilly.
And when is il to be!" Mrs Stame,
went on.
Now this, Hardness thought was going
just shade too far in the qualification Of
what he considered to be mere IDLE curiosity,
We'll, TO tell yoa the truth, Mrs. Stamer.n
he said. politely, shat is question | hav.
not vet asked myself
| oh. really! returned Mrs Stamer, feeIiug
very much as she might have done had she,
Unexpectedly ran her head against stone
wall
| 1t was Just as well for her comfort that
some ore addressed her at that moment
Hardness with look Of ANNOYANCE, turned
back to Olive.
There's nothing so annoying as inauis
tiveness.' he murmured.
"lmpe,tinence ] call it" said DIV.
sharply
Well, one might almost say 50; but | dare
say she only meant to show a kindly inter,
est'-his usual good humor coming back 10
him. "But are you not going to wish me
JOY aIsoi'
Olive lifted her big eyes with SMILE.
Every joyl" she said, in a low and trem,t-
bus voice; then gave q start I-I-beg
your pardon, Mr.. Hartog; what did you
lslyP
Hartog, Who saw the quivering of her liIs
and the sn!den deepening of the lovely
boom upon her cheeks, replied that he only
nskei her how she liked the concert
"Oh, immensely And Trebelli is more
enchanting than everln she replied, with
an enthusiasm such as one might expect
from young lady whose soul was in Elys-
ium
Yes; l think so, too, That Marguerite
song is charming, and just the thing for st.
Valentine. BY the 10y, did you get many
valentincs2'
"A fsN"-the bright smiles beaning out
leGain instantly; "anl very nice ones. Oh,
they arr beginning again! What borel
Never mind, We shall SEQ You afterwards"
Bot ii was only for n minute that any Of
them had a chance of speaking to the Cop
pIe'hwnte people when the concert was
v'r 1t was Lucy who had the extreme fe-
fN-s. III y
rage, he being the nelreSt to her. and the
rush very g eat; then it rolled away out of
the circle of light cast by the lights Of the
laii int" the darkness, leaving all the Of
bcers standing in group together
Olive WINS supremacy happy that night as
he rec1le the soft and gentle look in his
ayes the tender tones of his voica, the smile
upon his lips, as he asked her, "WIlI you not
wish me JOY also:" She felt that life was
goci, most good On, how far. far away
seemed the miseries of doubt and uncertain
ty through which she had but just passed.
How cool thing it was to love and be
Cvedl
"He will come tomorrow. was her last
cousc oas th u hit that night He will come
To-day her first waking one of the morrow
How good and fair and lovely was every
thingi The ieahess trees had all at once
gained a new beauty. the feeble winter sun
new glory; the dogs barking before the
og fire in the ha9 were mora engaging that
day than The had ever known them, aud the
great Augora brindlei cat which made q
living leap from tall oak cabinet onto her
shoulder, rubbed his bu,hy cheek against
his mistress ear with sleepy "Three-
thrunis, three-thrums, which was music
itself. Oh, Love is such a mighty power, a
great aichemist, who turns the whole world
into purest goldl
She had luncheon by herself, for her pa
rents had gone 10 lunch at house somt
miles away. Not that Sue minded in tn,
east. She made a very decent meal of
fricasseed chicken AMI jelly, and then wen,
upstairs to change her pretty gown for &
prettier one, in anticipation of ms coming.
Just as she clasped her broad gol collar
from which the sapphire locket hung bv &
arce book she hear tho sound of horses