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

L hnloSt lnluR IL Lucy ndu thrown MS anger
to the winds, and had pleaded his cause once
more, she in her turn would have cast aside
likes and better likes, and would have
taken him But, unfortunately, Lucy was,
as he had been ever since the afternoon
dance, In towering rage-such RACES as ex-
ceedingly amiable and imperturbable people
do indulge in when they are fairly reused
out of their habitual serenity. So, though
he, out of common politeness, paid all due
attention to his sisters guest in his sisters
house, he never so much as once conde-
scended to look at her, and so lost a golden
opportunity of making up everything, and
winning what his heart was SO sore at losing.
Alas! alasl opportunities which have once
been ours, but which we have put aside OF
missed, seldom, if ever, come again, but are
gone forever. A poet has put it. as poets
do, POLITICALLY:
This year knows nothing of last year;
Tomorrow has no more TO say
To yesterday.
1t is so true, so very true; it is so easy, SO
usual, to say, There's another day to-mor-
row." Ay; but tomorrow has no more to
say to yesterday
And Tony Hartog went and went at Cop
plethwaite very frequently; indeed, he quite
seemed to have taken Lucys place as friend
of the house
He came and went upon all occasions
paying as much attention TO the mother as
to the daughter; and even from Murray
Wey land himself very soon won the char
acter of a right good fellow, without any
humbug about him.
must admit that Olive firted with him
disgracefully, though she never forgot
Hardness for moment; nor, however much
or many the amuSements she went in for
was the hold he had taken upon her heart
weakened or loosened for a single moment
1t was wonderful how cleverly she could
contrive to lead conversation round 10 the
regiment and then 10 Capt Hardness, and
there keep it, She heard from Hartog that
he was coming back In time for the ball on
the fifth, and therefore to the fifth day OF the
new year did she look forward, much as do
the eyes of Mohammedan pilgrim to
Mecca, the holy city; for he was coming
back, and then-and then she would be in
paradise
Now, it happened that Hardness returne,
to Gtystown on the morning of the 5th, and
after lunch strolieI into Lucy's quarters.
swell, oil chap, how are your he de,
manded, pushing an easy chair a little
nearer to the fire.
"Ol, pretty fit, thanks" answered Lucy,
with shade more drawl than usual
"And how has the we'd used you
latelvi"
'Oh. much as usual very hard,
AMI looking ixedly at nothing"
"Ahl" murmured Hardness
For full ten minutes neither of them said
one word; then Hardness voice sounded
through the fog of tobacco smoke which
filed the little room
"How's Miss Weylandf' he asked abruptly.
81 believe she's all right" answered Lucy,
in formal tone.
you belieue" repeated Hardness, in as.
tonShment. "Whatl are you not going
there now"
"i've not-er-been vewry lately"
"Quarreledr asked Hardness.
"No-not exactly quarweled," returned
Lucy, awkwardly.
"Oh, a misunderstanding Oh, take my
advice, old man; get it made up at once
Is she thinking about that little Irritation
If yours in the summer"
Il don't think so"
"WeI, as told you afterwards, I thinH
you behaved rather shabbily over that"
at was not about that" said Lucy, dog
gedly. Look here, Hardness, its Just this
she don't cawre a little hang for me ano
that's the whole secwret She as good a.
told me SO and l haven't got over it.
suppo-e l shall some day, but"-shaking hi
head doiefully-"I don't feel like it Just
now"
Il shouldn't mind laying a hundred thai
she's desperately in love with you" Hark
ness declared.
Lucy shook his head again. He knew
better than that
"Oh no, darkness; you'w mistaken
quite mistaken, as you will see tonight
At pwresent, Tony Hartog is first favowritt
at Copplethwaite. The fellow positively
lives they're. l don't think, though, tina
she wrealiy cares about him." remembering
that Olive had admitted that there Wa
somebody else the very day on which b.
had introduced Hartog to her. Never TO
one moment did he suspect that it might b
Hardness himself
And Hardness certainly did see that nigh
Il good many things, but not the one tina
Lucy intended him He saw that Olive wa
looking lovely; that she was evidentl,
almost the victim of Tony Hartogs admira
ton; that she was quite as evidently in
tcn-ely relieved when the time came for he
To dance with him Not being a particu
larry conceited man lie never suspected TO
a moment that be. OF all men on the face G
this wide earth, occupied the place which IN
had always believed to be filled by Lucy.
i do think you are treating her badly" h
said. when they were smoking a pipe to
Cether after it was all over
"Badly-I@ echoed Lucy, in establishment
well, perhaps not badly, but in hard
ineonslderate kind of way-never goinj
near her, or asking her to dance, or any
thing All girls like little attention at al
affair like this F"
81 did ask her," Lucy returned. "And sh
-well-not pwrecisely wrefused me, but sh
told me she had only one left--the last; an,
then, she added, she didn't think they woul,
be staying SO late OF course thanked he
and came away"
"Apd didu't take itf'
"Oh, no; what was the goodt I-er-tool
the hint instead" with q miserable attemp
at indifference.
Hardness shook his head solemnly.
"Poor little soull She might well look s.
bored as she did at times. You should hay
asked her early in the evening, and not hav
left her alone till an ass like D'Albiac, or
bumptious idiot like Carnegie, had had /,
chance Of boring her into giving then
dances"
off she had tcanted to give me one, sh
would have kent some," Lucy persisted.
II know she had one vacant at supper
| time-the fourteenth" Hardness asserted.
"Oh, yes, know; but I was engaged t.
Lady Mawry for that, and / couldn't posi-
bly, thwrow Lady Mawry over"
"Oh, vol, If she kept one, you couldn'
really, under the circumstances, expect NOR
than that How fearfully hot the ballroom
'sas. Never danced in such hot room il
| all i;ty life, Positively uncs 81 tsire
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