St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-03-23
ONE W0MANS METHOD.

slender. WIN peculiar HOdllllS grace III
every movement that was one Of her chief
charmS-blue eyes. somewhat small but
soft. and shaded by light lashes, dark eye
brows they were penciled, but every one
didn't know that, and hair, long, thick and
fine, of the true golden tinge, which she
wore rolled back in the fashion so becoming
10 fresh. young faces.
What need Belle care if Miss lie Growle
did whisper that her features were not
beautiful. her expression deficient, and that
when she had lost the. freshness and
cOuuetry of youth, that she would be posi-
lively an ugly old woman! Ralph Austin
and Carlos de Arrondo, her Spanish lover,
didn't trouble themselves to pry into the
future. They both loved and were quite
ready to quarrel for her. No one was more
alive to this fact than Belle; nobody could
have looked more unconscious than she did,
flirting her little fan with lazy grace in her
fathers parlor, manlfesting her temporary
displeasure toward Carlos (who stood
gloomily silent near herr i'll no other way
Than by her determined Inconsistencies OF
his presence and a marked and quite over
wheIming increase OF politeness toward
Ralph Austin.
Ralph was born brave and modest. AS
consequence he. appeared to advantage.
dangerously real Her soft blue eyes
sparklcd with excitement, the pale flush Of
her cheek deepened into rose, and Carlos
who saw and read Alright the changes of
her face, turned and walked sullenly away
Belle, half intent on revenging herself
half sincere in her admiration of Ralph.
passed the next two days very much 10 her
own satisfaction. Then somebody, perhaps
Carlos himself. wrote Carlos to come and
spend few weeks, nobody knew precisely
where, and Carlos went. The effect on
Belle was disastrous. When she found
that he was really gone she rushed at once
TO Viva Harrington. her cousin.
"Oh. Viva. he's gone. He's really gone"
"Who's gomez said Viva, looking Up
cOolly from the sofa on which she was ~
ing.
.'Why-Carlos."
.'Well?"
Belle threw herself on the floor near Viva
and leaned her head on the sofas edge.
y am perfectly miserable"
"Why?" asked the provoking Viva.
"Why?' You ask. Didn't L tell you
Carlos was gone?"
don't you mean Lieut.. Austin?"
NO, 1 don't! Tiresome thingr' But
whether this last referred 20 Viva or the
lieutenant this deponent knoweth not.
"Who is tiresome-Carlos?" asked Viva.
"Well, Pm glad you have your eyes open
at last. always did think him prosy"
''Pr0sy! He's no such thing,-he's en-
tertaining, and agreeable, and witty, and
lively, and fascinating, and the dearest
fellow in the world, and L haven't treated
him WE'LL know haven't"
Viva smiled sconfully.
"You should have thought of that
sooner"
II know I should, you hard-hearted.
cruel thmg!-but he did flirt with Rose
Kenyon, and | was so angry! Oh, dear!
my heart is breaking! 1 wish was dead!"
Just then came a tap at the door. 1t was
Ellen, Bellies maid
Lieut.. Austin wants to know if he can
see you, Miss Belle. He said something
about being ordered off suddenly
Tell him l will be down in a moment.
Ellen"
Viva said nothing. but she looked vol
umes: but that didn't disturb Belle She
gave a touch to her hair, another to her
eyebrows, shook out the dress, smoothed
her morning skirt, settled her cuffs. and
went down to the drawing-room where
Ralph was neryOusly waiting for her.
Il am ordered off, Miss Belle" was his
first salutation. II must go within the
hour"
''Oh, dear, Lieut.. Austin, what can we
do without you?"
''Will you care?" he said, softly and
eagerly.
Care? Why, OF course 1 shall! We
shall all miss YOU"
Ralph seized her hand and carried it to
his lips.
Belle, will you write to me?"
"4es, yes! GOOd-by!" And Belle, who
really had the conscience to be ashamed of
herself, burst away from his OBTAINING
grasp and ran to her usual resource in time
of trou0le-Vivia Farringdon-and: ''Oh,
what shall do? He will write mel am
sure he willr' she concluded. in somewhat
hysterical style. ''Vivia, don't sit there as
If you were block, but tell me what shall
l do"
Belle, you are too provoking. You are
not worthy of either the lieutenant or Car
los. and l have no patience to see YOU play
ing battledore with two warm, noble
hearts. ii you have pink cheeks and vel
low hair"
Yellow hair." Belle had borne all the
rest patiently; but this was too much. Vel
low hair she was not guilty of. 1t was
golden. Every one told her so.
VIVA, you are outrageous my hair isn't
yellow, and you are enviouS because you
wanted Ralph Austin for yourself" And
Belle sailed maiestically out of the room,
and unb0somed herself no further to Viva
Harrington.
She was not happy, though, even in the
reception Of letters once or twice a week
from Lieut.. Austin; a blush burned guiltiIy
on her cheek when joked about them. and
she would let no one post he letters for her.
After three weeks Carlos came back. He
was looking pale and worn-by 10 means
the better Tor his trip.
She met Carlos with the preJtiest little air
in the world. 1t was not repentant. il was
not submissive, but ii angured strongly of
poth. But in the midst of their first con-
Versatlon there came an interruption:
Heres letter from the leftenapt. Miss
Belle. Jim, his man. brought it on. miss
and 6egs thousand pardons because he
couldn't come here and deliver it last
night" -''
Belle blushed a burning red as she
stretched out her hand for the letter. but
Carlos anticipated her and took it himself
Us this from Lieut.. Austin?" he asked.
sternIy.
What right have you to ask?" returned
Belle, trying to look courageous.
The best in the world-that of your fut-
ure husband. Once more-is this letter
from Lieut.. Austin?''
What if it is?"
"YOu acknowledge it. theu?"
81 acknowledge nothing! There is no
harm if it is.'
Carlos threw the letter on the table and
got up.
'Good-by, Miss Ferguson
What do you mean? Where are Won
poinp9n