The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1888-09-08

envelope was TO Mchitable Smith.
'The dickens! What have donep'
Herman Seville calculated. and hi
drew from his breast pocket the h OF,
which he had been to impatient to read;
the precious note that was to explain
why Ethel Vinton had refused to at
tend the opera in his company. Th,
wrapper enclosed his own note t.
Ethel. but inside of it instead Of the
tender sentiments which he bad writer
was Mehitable Smiths poem, the mo
available" and be passed it to the in
dignant lady. 'You see l have made
a blunder ;" he went on. apologetioai
ly. .'This, madam. was designed for
you, and 1 sincerely regret that
should have raised any false hopes re-
garding your poem; but really, We
have more articles of that kind Oh
hand than we shall be able to use fol
a long time.
You may spare your regrets" Miss
Smith exclaimed, Indignantly. as hel
small, black eyes flashed fire. Men
are false, all of them, and l migh'
have known that your word could OF
be depended upon;" then. drawing the
green veil over her sallow visage,
she dashed from the room. and Her.
man Seville began to pace the floor.
It was an unfortunate mistake, but
he would call at Mr.. Vinton's in the
morning and Ethel would laugh at the
righteousness of the affair.
But he was not through with trouble;
for. although he slept that night. his
visions were haunted with elderly
maidens, maidens with piercing eyes
and huge bundles of poems and he
arose an hour earlier than usual and
aided his digestion by morning walk,
That forenoon he called at Mr.. V n
toms residence. but again Ethel sent
excuses. and he returned to his
sanctum with the uncomfortable feel
ing that he had not been guided by
heavens first law in his literary work
of the previous day.
Another surprise awaited him. Seat
ed at the street window Of his office
was lady, young and bright and
piquant III expression, with large. haz-
ell eyes, and fair. thoughtful face; her
vivid lips had bewildering fascinat-
ing curve. though they seemed a trlf1e
too firmly set and in her checks was S
tint like the lining of rare seashelL
She arose and met him with an oper
letter in her hand.
II do not think that this is intended
as an insult" she said in a. low. mu.
steal tone, which the editor though,
was inexpressibly sweet, "but cannot
put any other construction upon it.
Perhaps you can explain;" and the
beautiful, hazel eyes looked up ques.
tioningly to Herman Seville's face, as
she placed IN his hand the note de-
signed for Ethel Vinton.
The note, which he had penned 81
carefully, which he had read and re-
read that mistakes there should bt
none; and what mess he had made o.
it.
Have a seat Miss Mckay" the edi
tor said, as he drew forward the mos
comfortable chair of which his sanctum
could boast, and the young lady set
tied down to listen to the untangling
of mishaps that Herman Seville had
brought upon himself. through his own
carelessness, and In spite of all effort
to retain herself, Mile Mckay amuse.
ment at his misfortupes found vent il
low, musical laugh, at which, not
withstandipg 1t was at his expense, the
editor took no otfense.
That explanation, however. did no
make 1t appear that Ethel Vinton wa:
anything more than good friend, mol
that the tender, little note which hat
so awkwardly fallen into Mile Nc
Kay's hands was aught but sheer non
sense.
May the editor be forgiven for hi
untruthfuluess, for he seemed to b.
verifying Mehitable Smiths assertion
regarding the falsity of mankind.
That 1t was exceedingly gratifying
to Mile Mckay to learn that bel
sketch had been accepted may be DO
lieved. and also that she was desired
to become q regular contributor to tho
Weekly Journal" for she was de
pendent upon her own exertions. ant
from her Indifferent success in the pas
she had about decided to relinquisl
authorship.
When the young authoress left Her
man Seville's Office 1t was with light
er heart than when she entered it TIL
note. that she had felt as insulting
had not been designed for her; indeed
it had meant nothing at all. or so tina
handsome editor had made her believe
and she went back to the small, third
story room. that was kitchen. parlor
sleeping-room and study all in one
and commenced another story forth
with.
And when she had gone, Herman
Seville leaned back in his chair an
fell into reverie. the burden of which
was, that he did not much care i
Ethel Vinton was offended. or de hita
BILE Smith. either. ana because a Gel
tain article was not available, he wa
sure he was not to blame; twas mai
ever known to be since Adams dayf
and of one thing he was certain, h
had secured fine writer for th
Journal
She was a very agreeable girl. toe
she would be pleasant acquaintanc CT
and so she proved, in time, more tina
acquaintance, or even friend. for Mill
Mckay finally became the editor
wife, and was not obliged to writ
sketches for q living.
And thus the mishaps that wei
cansed nv Nathalie Smith unayail: