The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-01-29

new dresses a year" she was in the
habit of saying. Think of living in a
six-roomed house in a back street,
with one Irish hired girl to help you
keep house, No, ROsaiie, you must
marry a rich man, orlwash my hands
Of YOU"
Miss Dryden had not sufficient
strength of character to defy her aunt
and marry Vincent B%OurChler, whom,
in her heart of hearts, she knew she
loved. 4 couple OfmOnths o so later,
Josiah OrmsEirk proposed to her, and
was accepted.
II wonder if she would remember
me if we met again?" thought Bour-
CHER, as he turned, and, impelIed by
some obscure feeling, took the EIe-
waited, which within a short time de
posted him near Central Park. He
strOlled through the gate, and along
the aforementioned drive.
The afternoon being unusually fine,
the drive was thrOnged with carriages.
BOurchier paused several times and
stood to watch the mOvingpanOrama
of beauty and fashion. The intermln-
able stream of vehicles and the con-
slant succession of faces that looked
blankly at him as they passed, made
him feel somewhat melancholy. He
was about to turn hOmeward when he
became aware of q large pair OtbrOwn
eyes regarding him from a handsome
barOuche that had Just come to a
standstilI not three PAGES from where
he stood. AS his gaze rested on the
piQuant face in which the aforesaid
eyes were set a flashing glance OfreCOg-
milton shOne from under thedelicateIy
arChed brOws, and pair of fresh rosy
lips parted in a bright smile owe a set
of the most dazzling little teeth mag
Unable.
"Rosalie,," murmure1 Bourchier to
himself; land she has not quite for
gotten me after all"
He raised his hat and went quickly
forward to the side Of the barOuChAtO
greet the woman he had parted from
in bitterness and anger ten years ago.
"Vincent Bourchier, | DECLARE" said
Mrs. Ormskirk, as she extended her
daintily gloved hand; II thought |
could not be mistaken. When did
you retnrn from Europe?"
"Only the day before yesterday, J." he
replied, looking her full IN the face.
'It is a pleasure to find that | amnot
quite forgotten-a pleasure | hardly
anticipated. l have been in the Park
for an hour or more, and you are the
only person who has recognized me"
I'll have a good memory f~orfaces.
And you are very little altered" she
finished with a blush.
That ready blush of pretty Mrs.
Ormskirk's gave her an air OF girlish
simplicity that was more charming
than real.
would youhave known me again?"
she asked, with an innocent air, which
became her wonderfully.
II should have known you any
where" was his fervent answer.
How crowded the park is this after
noon," remarked the lady changing
the subject abruptly. Isn't it won
derful where all the people come from?
And such queer looking people some
of them are! Just look at that woman
in a pink bonnet and yellow dress"
MAY / call on you, Mrs. Ormskirk?'
he asked, when they had talked about
mutual acquaintance, criticised the
passers-by, and chatted amicably,
after the manner OF friends who meet
after a long interval OF absence.
"Of course you may. / live at Nc
gatherium Flats when / I'm in the city.
You will generally find me at home
| about d O'clock" And, with another
Of her sunny smiles, Mrs, Ormskirk
drove on.
Maj. Bourchier saw a good deal Of
Mrs. Ormskirk during the next few
weeks. On some pretext or other he
contrived to drop in nearly every day
at Megatherium Flats. The Luxurious
suite of rooms occupied by the fair
widow was on the seventh floor of ths
huge block oibuildings, consequently
they were reached by that usefu
! modern convenience q elevator
Bourchier soon cherished. quite a sen
timental feeling OF affection for tn,
cosy little cage which carried him SC
easily and so swiftly upward to thu
dwelling of his charming Rosalie, anf
had he been of a poetical turn, h,
would certainly have penned a. sonnet
in its praise.
He was resolved to try his luck again
and in spite of the fair widows occa
sional fits of caprice, he believed hi
chances of success were considerable!
better than thay were ten years ago
The worst OF it was that Mrs. Orms
kirk had at least half q dozen pre-
tendants, and the name OF her admir-
ers was legion. Bourchier was Otter
mortified to find that the attention
of one or the other of this band Of as
pirants seemed more acceptable II
this little coquette than his own
More than once he was tempted Il
risk everything on q single cast OF tn
die, and ask her boldly If she woul'
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