Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1888-06-09

mo. no, 1t is not; we shall take no re-
fusal; We have little surprise in store
for you"
Miss Dormer looks up quickly.
"a surprise" she says slowly, for me?'
"Yes; but I shall not tell you what
it is"
u am not used to surprises; | should be
glad if you would break it, my dear"
Her voice falters, and she grasps the
back of a chair for support with hands
that tremble,
"Why, auntie, you seem quite upset 1t
is nothing to trouble you, only that you
will meet an old friend-some one you
knew years and years ago. Can yoa guess
| who?"
Surely, yes; for she knows that the
| only friend she has waited for all these
long, silent years has come back at last.
Is it Mr.. Lorrin1er ?"
She speaks calmly, Internationally, and
| listens to her own voice as if it were some
ones else.
Yes. You viii be glad to see him ?''
Very glad"
Then may / tell Herbert you have
promised to come?'
Yes; | will come"
For ten minutes after her niece had left
her Miss Dormer looked into the fire.
Twenty yearsw she says, and raises
her eyes to the mirror "What a change
he will see VIII he be glad that the
| beauty and attractiyeness have disappeared,
| wonder-as glad as he said he should be :?
He will have altered, too, no doubt; but if
his heart has been as true as mine"
She buries her face in her hands, and q
| sob escapes from her quivering lips.
In brilliantly-lit house a gay throng
has assembled, and the cry is, as Still they
come" Mrs. Vallaise's rece option is the
attraction of the hour; and some of
Americas fairest and greatest are present
On sofa, shaded by Oriental curtains
and palms, sits Mamie Dormer. Her eyes,
at last, rest on a tall, pleasant-looking man,
with smile on his face who looks around
in slightly mystifed way His host is
| with him. After he had talked to Mrs.
| Nallaise for few minutes, the two gentle
men strolled toward the sofa.
Here is Miss Dormer," says Mr. Vail
aise. "At least you know her. She will
be able to tell you of the fate of most of
your old frineds."
"Dormer ?" returned his companion,
looking down and bowling " l am sure [
ought 10 remember. Let me see. Oh, of
course~ smiling with great relief. :" I
should think l do remember Why, it
must be twenty years since | saw you.
really don't think | should have known
you"
His host has disappeared, so he takes a
seat beside his old friend.
What a stranger one feels coming back
after so long an absence r' he continues.
| Everything is so changed. No one seems
to remember me, Miss Dormer"
81 remember you" says Mamie, and she
smiles in gentle, pathetic way.
"Ah p he returns = that is very good
of you. | am sure l have forgotten half
the people / used to know, SO | cannot
complain of them forgetting me- How is
your father ?"
Dead" replied NJ ME e" he died years
agom
All, of course, forgot-how time flies!
So you are left alone and unmarried How
is that? What can my sex have been
thinking about to allow ii p' with pleas
ant laugh. why, when went away you
were considered beauty. You may think
| am aattering you, but you really were a
very pretty girl indeed"
Thank you"
There is something in her voice very
like tears, that causes him to look down at
her quickly.
e" l mean that remark for compliment"
he says. 81 am afraid, with my usual
clumsiness, made hash of it,"
No; not at all. / am pleased you re-
member me as l was"
"Of course do. Why, believe, now 1
think of those old days, that we had quite
a boy-and-girl Irritation, exchanged VOWS
of eternal love and devotion, and all that
sort of thing, You know; but / have no
doubt you have had so many firtations
that one soon passed out of your mind"
| And so Victor Lorrimer drifts off into
by-gone "reminiscences, and inquiries after
the various acquaintance he left behind
him many years ago; and the woman be-
side him answers all his questions with
the gentle smile on her face and the dumb
pathos in her eyes.
Fate has dealt kindly with me-" he
says at length. II left America a poor
man, and return a rich one-rich in all
ways; but most of all in-Therep sud
denly breaking off; d" 1 never can say ex-
actly what | feel, so l won't try now.
will introduce her to you; she will be here
directly-my future wife, l mean. /
know how pleased she will be to meet an
old friend of mine. She is so young and
pretty and charming, Miss Dormer "-the
old infatuated love-light coming into his
gray eyes-"that l shall pass the re-
mainder of my life wondering what she
can see in an old fogy of 43 to love"
=" hope you will be very happy" says
Mamie, and then she looks at him. "Will
you bring her to see me some day? am SO
tired now; think must go home"
Ali when people get into years, like
you and /, these gay doings fatigue them.
We cannot stand it as we used to-
No; not quite as we used to. Good
byp
"Good-byw
She lays her hand for a moment in his.
81 hope your life may always be as full
of sunshine as it is now," she said "You
will remember that l said so, won't YOU ~
Thank you = thank you! Good-by
again, Miss Dormer"
"Going, auntie?" Oh, how tired you
look, dear. Herbert, do take care of her"
Z" don't want taking care Of" says Ma
mic, gently. 81 want to go home"
That sounds very pathetic she cries
81 don't know what to say"
LET me go home"
Yes, dear, you shall; and I will come
around quite early in the morning and
look after you" Anxiously-" You are
not sorry you came?'
No; l am not sorry"
She wanted "to go home" and she had
her desire. 1t was in the cold, misty
morning that they had found her quite
dead, her head resting on the table beside
a faded bunch of violets, little enamel
pencil that had once been attached to a
ball programme, and curl of bright
brown hair.
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