Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-02-18


sermon on the folly and wickedness of
girls who married poor men.
al don't think you are the sort of
woman who would be happy with two
new gowns a year." she was in the
habit ofsaying. ''Think of living in
six-roomed house in the suburbs, with
amaid-of-all-work to wait on you. No,
Rosalie, you must marry a rich man or
I wash my hands of you"
Miss Dryden had not sufficient
strength of character to defy her aunt
and marry Vincent Bourchier, whom,
in her heart of hearts, she knew she
loved. A couple of months or so later,
Josiah Ormskirk proposed to her and
was accepted.
81 wonder if she would remember
me if we met again" thought Bour-
CHER, as he turned into the Park.
The afternoon being unusually fine,
the drive was throngcd with carriages.
Bourchier paused several times, and
leaned on the rails to watch the moving
panorama of beauty and fashion. The
interminable stream of vehicles, and
the constant 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 pair of large
brown eyes regarding him from a
handsome barouche that had just come
TO standstil not three PAGES from
where he stood. As his gaze rested on
the piquant face in which the aforesaid
eyes were set, flashing glance of
recognition shone from under the deli
cately arched brows, and pair of fresh
rosy lips parted in bright smile over
q set Of the most dazzling little teeth
imaginable.
"Rosalie!'' murmured Bourchier to
himself; land she has not quite forgot
ten me after ALL"
He raised his hat and went quickly
forward to the side of the barouche to
greet the woman he had parted from in
bitterness and anger ten years ago.
"Vincent Bourchier, l declared said
Mrs. Ormskirk. as she extended her
daintily gloved hand; II thought l
could not be mistaken. When did you
return from Indiap'
"Only the day before yesterday" he
replied, looking her full in the face.
at is pleasure to find am not quite
forgotten-a pleasure l hardly antici.
pated. l have been in the Park for an
hour or more, and you are the only
person who has recognized me-"
"I-I have good memory for faces.
And you are very little altered" she
finished, with blush. u
That ready blush of pretty Mrs. Orms'
kirk gave her an air of girlish sim.
plicity that was more charming than
real.
would you have known me againP'
she asked with an innocent air, which
became her wonderfully.
Il 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 wonderful where all the PEG.
pie come from? And such queer-look
ing people some of them are! Jus
look at that woman in pink bonnie
and yellow gown!'
MAY call on you, Mrs. Ormskirkp'
he asked, when they had talked abou
mutual acquaintance, criticised til,
passers-by, and chatted amicably, afte
the manner of friends who meet after
long interval of absence.
"Of course you may l live at Me
gatherium Mansions when | am il
town. You will generally find mi
at home about four o'clock" And
with another of her sunny smiles, Mrs
Ormskirk drove off.
Major Bourchier saw a good deal o
Mrs. Ormskirk during the next few
weeks. On some pretext or other hi
contrived to drop in nearly every da,
at Megatherium Mansions. The lux
urious suite of rooms occupied by tn
fair widow was on the seventh floor o
the huge block of buildings, conse
quently they were reached by that use
| full modern convenience, lift. Bour
CHER soon cherished quite a sent
mental feeling of affection for the coz
little cage which carried him so easil
and so swiftly upward to the dwelling
of his charming Rosalie, and had h
been of poetical turn he would Gel
tainly have penned sonnet in ii
praise.
He was resolved to try his luck agar
and, in spite of the fair widows occ5
sional fits of caprice, he believed hi
chances of success were considerabl
better than they were ten years ago
The worst of it was that Mrs. Ormskir
had at least half a dozen pretendant,
and the name of her admirers was l.,
gion. Bourchier was often mortiie
to find that the attentions of one or til
other of this band of aspirants SCENE
more acceptable to the little coquett
than his own. More than once he W,
tempted to risk everything on a sing
cast of the die, and ask her boldly
she would marry him. But more pr
dent counsels prevailed, and he resolve
to abide his time. Precipitancy migl
ruin everything. A woman, he argue,
is seldom won by a coup de main.
One evening, nearly two mont
after the meeting in the park, Mr.
Ormskirk was present at fancy ba
given by Lady Ethelinda Roster, 81
ter of the most distinguished of the ia
widows suitors. twas the first ente
,, tainment of the kind at which the latt
had appeared since her husband deaf
Lady Ethelinda made so great point
the matter that she wrote a charmiI
little note begging dear Mrs. Ormski
to break through her rule. Her lad
ship, it may be limited, was extreme
anxious to bring about a match
tween her brother and Josiah Orm
kinks widow and Josiah Ormskirk
thousands, the Rockminster revenu
not being exactly in tlourishing CO
, dition.
Bourchier also received a card of i
} vitation; and he had the mortificatiC
of witnessing the very marked attic
) ton paid by Lord Rockminster
Rosalie, and what was worse, of not