Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1886-12-18

OVerSpre u l0" ch.Gk$ as $ns turned her
heat away.
MOI did sho once again ev n e ance toward
the slde seats until tue interval OF ten min.
utes between the two parts of tho concert.
Then, indeol. t,iere was a rush OF ha,f a
dozen men for the caair which Mr. Weyland
had temporarily v~acared--a rush Of HarK.
ness Lucy Il place h IN scconl, though in
truth he was thu last o. all, AMI could
scarcely ho sad to rush, that not being hi:
form exact ", Hartos. DAltiac and two
men belonging TO the neighbornood.
Har;n"s, Won. and dropped down bv
Oiye's si,le with ii, air Of profound relief.
"Hp, 10 you do. Miss Wcylard. haven,
seen yon for ngc>!" no remarked, coolly, r.
g~ur1!ess Of the fac. tha; liar .oy was Den,
in- down (" So ak to her, and looking a.
back as Il :;lnmIarcloui he while.
"Qni e wei. thank. No: have not seen
you for some time, have l" looking at bin.
with proud and happy eyes.
DID you get many valentinesf be asked,
suddenly.
IA few; and this" touching the 10 :ket al
her throat.
ION. that's very pretty. Would you be.
.ieve ii. Miss Weyland, Lucy had seven.
tecn!"
" Really! And YOUR
"On.y one, and the customary one from
Miss Migaon," he added. "S1e always sent
me onc-Lu"y and Hartoy. and, in fact,
nearly atI Of Us. OF course we all send her
several. Not ono OF us would miss Mignon's
days for anything!'
"a AZ whicn are her days7"
"All the festivals-C.ristmas, New Year.
Valentine day, Easter, Bank holiday and
all. On, / beg your pardon, Mrs. Stamer"
as a Ia ~ on his left addressed him. allow
do you do, Full room this evening, is there
not?"
avery. And Row are you, Capt. Hark.
ness! aesr I am to congratulate you"
"E-taunss, very much" in a lone a. il
be di1 not van to hear any more of the
matter.
III hope you will lie Gerry happy" the lady
continued, b andy.
"Er-thanks. worry many" returned Hark.
ness. %civiilY.
"And when Is t to bel" Mrs Stamer
went on.
Nov this, Hardness thought, was going
just a shade too far in TIE gratifca, ion Of
what he considered to b. mere die curiosity,
swell. to tell yol the truth, Mrs. S,amcr."
he said. politely. shat is a question l have
not vet asked myself"
Ou. teAilyt returned MRS. oCarner, feeling
ve!y mGcl as shs might nave done had she
unexpectedly ran her head against q stone
wall.
1t was just as we'll for her comfort that
some one address d her ut that moment.
Hardness. with a look VI annoyance, turned
back to Olive.
There's nothing so annoying as inouis;.
tiveness." he murnlureu.
Nlmnai tinanca call itn cold 0,;,.
Sharply.
swell, one might almost say so; but l DIRE
say sue only meant 10 show a kindly inter.
est"-his usual good humor coming back 10
him. "But are you not going 10 wish me
joy alsol'
Olive liz her big eyes with a smile.
Every joyt' shs said, in a low and ,remu-'
lous voice; .hsn gave q start. "l-I-bee
your pardon, Mr.. Hartog; what did you
sayf"
Aartog, who saw the quivering Of her lips
ana the sudden deepening of the love.y
bloom upon her cheeks, replied that he only
asked her how she like | the concert.
"Oh, immensely And Tr4belli Is more
enchanting than everl" she replied, with
an enthusiasm such as one might expect
from a young lady whose soul was in E.ys.
ium.
ayes; I think so, too. That Marguerite
song is charming. and Just the thin, for St
V ,lentine. BY the by, did you get many
valentinesf"
"A f.w"-the bright smiles beami,g out
again instantly; AMI very nice ones Oh,
thew ara be inning again! What a DO ,ei
Never mind, we shall see you afterwards"
BIT it was only for a minute that any Of
them had a chance'of sp aking to the Cop
ple,hwai'e people when the concert was
ever. 1t was Lucy who had the extre me ie-
licity Of helping Miss Wevland into the car
riagc. he being the nearest to her. and the
crush very 6 eat; then 1t rolled away out Of
the circle of light cast by the ii b 8 Of the
hall into the darkness, leaving all the Of
Ulcers standing in a group together.
Olve was supremel happy that night a.
she reclllet the soft md gentle look in his
eyes. the tender tones Of his vo &C, the smile
upon his lips. as be asked her, "W,ll sou not
wish me joy alsoa" Sue felt that life was
"ooi, most good. Oh, how far. far away
seemed the miseries Of doubt and uncertain
~ through which she had but just passed.
How COOL a thing it was to love and be-
lcved!
H will come tomorrow" was her last
consc ons tn u hit that nj rht. "de will come
today" her first waking ole of tho morrow
How good ant fair and lovely was every.
things The leafless ire .s had all at once
gained a new beauty. the feeble winter sun
a new glory; the dogs barkin, before the
log fire in the hall wer. more engaging that
day than she had ever known them, and the
great Angora brindlei cat, which made a
hving leap from a tall oak cabinet onto her
shoulder. rubbed his bu ,hy check against
his mistress ear with q sleenv "TIrae-
thrums, three-thrums," which was music
itself. Oh, Love is such a mighty power, a
great a%!chelnist, WHO turns the whole world
into purest go.dl
She had luncheon by herself, for her pa.
rents had gone to lunch at a hou:e some
miles away. Not that she minded in the
east. She made a very decent meal of
fricasseed chicken and jelly, and then went
upstairs to change her pretty gown for q
prettier one, in anticipation OF his coming.
just as she claspod her broai gol collar,
from which the sapphire locket hung by a
arge hook, she hear the sound of horses
loofs upon the drive below. She did not
wait an instant, but. sratching up her hand.
kerchief, ran dow into the ha |, where she
came face to face with-Mr. Hartog.
CHAPTER VIII.
ATcHAFALAYA!
TO Be. or not to be, that is the question.
| Hamlet.