The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1886-10-05
PLAYFUL WHEN.
She Toyed With Two Hearts and
Broke Them Both.

Mrs. Glentworth's country house was
familiarly called the Castle" from its
miniature towers, turrets and battle
ments-the Castle of Incidence"
Dolores MARTINEZ, her lovely god
daughter, playfully designated it when
she pleaded guilty to an undue amount
of nappings in the hammock. And the
castle was never so delightful to Mrs.
GlentwOrth as when filled with young
people. especially when she had as
guests lovers of those whom she
trusted would become such. Mistress
of large fortune, & childless widow.
with only Dolores, who was orphaned
and left to her guardianship. TO care
for, the little pastime of matchmaking
was her ruling passion. She thought
herself without q rival in it. and was
fond of pointing out the couples who
except for her would not have been SO
happy; and all the time Destiny, who
had most to do with it, smiled grimly
at the good lady's self-conceit.
Just now she had in mind 10 mate
Hilary Glentworth, her deceased hus-
bands fayorite nephew, with dolores.
A perfect contrast, therefore q good
match, she thought. He, tall, fair and
Observation-Disclosures; she. dainty and dark,
betraying her half-Spanish parentage
in her creamy skin and soft black eyes.
They all slept great deal at the
castle those hot summer days, and
Hilary, who, arriving Unexpectedly,
walked out from the city, wondered if
he had reached the land where it was
always afternoon, for there was such a
dead silence. 1t was like realm of
enchantment. And was that the Prin-
Cess? he qucried, as he approached the
house. For Dolores was fast asleep in
the hammock under the vcranda Lift
ing his hat to the sleeping beauty he
entered the house unceremoniously
Going to the drawing-room, where he
expected to find his aunt, he found in
stead a room darkened and unoccupied.
and full of the pent-up sweetness of
many flowers. Passing to the library
and finding that untenanted he re-
turned to the veranda and tiptoed by
the sleeper. pausing TO say:
Love, If thy tresseS be so dark,
How dark Thy hidden eyes must bel
And the earneStness of his look made
her conscious of it. She gave little
start and opened her eyes. but be van
ished, and she, only partially awakened,
fell asleep again.
But sleep has its duration, and Do
sores awakened and looked about her
supposedly and expectantly. then
flushed family as she recalled her sup
posed dream of fair Saxon face and
tender blue eyes, and went to call Mrs.
Glentworth, bending over her and
awakening her with kiss, saying:
Dear godmother, your beauty sleep
is too long; you will grow plain again.
Then there is that ball at the Murrays
tonight, and my costume not quite de-
cided upon"
Destiny was At the ball that night tc
plot and counterpart. to play with
people as with puppets, pairing and
impairing. And, seeing Dolores stand
ing by Mrs. Glentworth's side. dressed
like a French Marquise of Olden times,
with her powdered hair in delightful
contrast to her dark eyes-her skirt of
cream-coloreG silk brocaded with GRIM
sin looped over a quilted petticoat with
crimson roses. sparkling jewels rising
and falling with every heart-throb-
she thought her fitting toy. and, look
. ing about, spied Hilary entering the
room, and brought him to complete
the play.
His aunt greeted him with the ut
most surprise.
why, Hilary! / thought you on
your way from Germany. And is not
this most unkind TO come here before
coming homer"
With his usual graciousness of man.
ner Hilary made his peace with very
few words, and was soon bending over
Dolores in acknowledgment of Mrs.
Glentworth's eager presentation. Then
Destiny nodded with delight and hur-
ried to arrange other people to her sat
isfaction, if not theirs. She had reas-
rOns of her own for mating these two,
and lowered about them listening to
Hilary's gallant speeches almost as de-
1ightedly as Dolores did.
Dolores was puzzled and wondered
where she had seen that fair face and
those tender eyes before; IN her
dreams, surely; and her cheek flushed.
and she was hurried away in Hilary 6
arms to the delicious music of Strauss
waltz, Destiny keeping perfect time
with her indefatigable and memorable
feet.
Hilary was not remiss about calling
the next morning, nor did he need
much urging from Mrs. Glentworth tc
induce him to send for his luggage
And she was busy thinking how vel