The Hot Springs star. (Hot Spings [Hot Springs], Dakota [Dakota Territory, i.e. S.D.]) 1886-189?, 1888-12-07

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Such = lovely rounded form-even thoneh
" vat only covered By an oft-vasbed cof.
ton dress-with tho sunlight PLAYING in
CLEANS and flashes upon the briuht brown
9oir and fair young face. As the stranger
drew near he fully imbibed andthorouUhly
appreciated the beauties Of the picture.
Tor ne was somewhat Of an artist and
keenly alive to all things beautiful. but
ne was SO much englossed in the pleasant
center-piece Of the picture that he did not
notice when q breeze from of the noun
tam struck the valley and lifted Marie's
large, nntrimmed straw hat from the
ground, blowing it right under the nose Of
ms morse; nor was he prepared for the
frightened plunge Of the animal, who
reared so suddenly MS to instantly throw
MS pre0ccupied rider. It was not much OF
q Iali; out the strangers leg was fractured,
ana taul Gambler and his daughter car
RED the young man into their house,
where 1 attended him in NV. professional
caracitv.
The strangers name was Walter Penrith.
q New York man, who had been travelling
through the woods and valleys of Quebec
IN search OF health and pleasure. He was
wealthy, u when he discovered that he
could not be moved from his couch for
many weeks, he ordered Injuries of all
kinds from the great metropolis, until.
the cottage home was piled to OVERLOOKING
with rare books, wines, fruits, etc., while
zone but the finest cigars came for Mon.
sleur Gamblers especial use.
Before long costly presents began to ar
rye Tor Marie, and-well, it was only an
oft-told tale. Not only were the presents
brought to bear upon Marie, but Psnrith
himself. who was, without doubt, one of
tha mngf fo cNs,Nnks,~ ~ sod
brought his powerful personal magnetism
into play; and Marie Gambler soon learned
to love him. Yes, it was no dream or
fancy on the girls part; she loved Walter
ienrith, and loved him truly. Indeed,
she loved him SO we'll, and for himself
alone, that after she had known Penrith a
month she would have cared TO. the man
Just as much had he never given her
another present-had he suddenly become
poorer than simple jean Coute!lier, now
thrust so far into the background of Ma
rie,s thoughts and affections.
AS for Penlith, he was n man of the
world; but he undoubtedly grew Ia care
considerably than no shonld have
than he should" because it was a fore
gone conclusion with Walter Penrith that
he would never marry any girl-no matter
how good or how beautiful-who was no
a lady by birth and education. Certainly,
a French Canadian peasant girl, who
could speak neither his Language nor her
own correctly, could hardly hope to be-
come Mrs. Penrith. So he toyed and
amused himself with Marie, while the girl
threw her whole being into her love TO,
him. How much he promised will never
be known, but when the time came 70,
Penrith to leave Jacques Carrier he Ger
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And all this time honest Jean Cou-
teller had never uttered one word of CON-
plant of the girls treatment of him.
Each Sunday he drove over to the old
cottage just the same as ever, only his
visits We're short, aud most of the time
was spent in discussing n pipe aad local
affairs with Marie's rompous old father.
OF course Jean could see how Marie
was entirely engrossed in the handsome