Saint Mary's beacon., 1888-09-13

over her Zoe to shade it from the sun
She vas asleep, indalging in ds,
dreams, while the pale green wavsI
/ s;gbsd sofs,y apon the shingls. ant
the white sails 81 = yacht relieved ID.
broad erranso of blue.
I Ny friends generally said that the
pacsure was fantastical. but they all
prophesiea il would Be 1 su,cess, and
] some art critics whose acquainiance
had ms1e thought well of it. Ny
friend and college chnm. Jack Barrett,
theugh ar artist himself. was ecstati.
cal over i.. What sport be and had
fin onr stndio about III We always
sp5sse sf = - s.s5resmy constance. :
we made a hundred guesses at what
sort of facial expression was under the
sailor hat.
The Let Of May had come and gone.
Ny pictures had been accepted, and,
what is more Important "Dsy Dreams"
wss hung on the line.
Walking lsisurely about among
the thronss of people, his hands clasp
ed behind his back and trying to look
like one of the commonplace young
men who had not had picture ac-
cepted. was myself. For the greater
part Of the fret week could not help
hanging about ny pictures and listen.
ing to what the public said about them.
One day as I was standing in the
vestibule, just on the point of leaving,
a carriage drove up and from it alight.
ed young Lady, accompanied by a
gentleman, perhaps ten years her Sc
nior.
AS they were passing / caught the
word DAY Dreams" and turned to
hear what they would say about it.
The face of the man struck me as
having resemblance to some one l
had seen before, and the lady was very
beautiful-just the sert of creature
whose grace and beauty would drive
a man distracted.
In the crowd at the entrance | lost
them, but making my way to where
nv picture hung, found them before
it. The man was evidently no lover
Of art, for he was staring about the
room in an sbsent-miuded manner,
but .he lady was bending forward in
-~--.s "sSH siSr Sy ss asA 49, upvss s.sy
canvas in a manner that caused me to
feel delighted.
| was just noting certain points in !
her girlish fgure-for. of course. her
back was tuA-.l ID me. and I could |
not see her face-noting casually that
shs was tall. slender, and grscerui,
with certain piquant dash about her
st lish dress, when q man whom
tcok to be clerk stepped briskly up
anc whispered something into the ear
OF her companion.
"Oh, yes; I'll be there Immediate
Is" he responded, and turning to the
lazy. said Constance, ] must run
away On a matter Of business. Don't
move from the place until return,
50 hat l shall know where to find
you."
He was walking quickly past me
when touched him on the shoulder.
Why, Musgravs, old fellow, can it
BE- YOUR I cried. for l remembered
il moment where ! had seen his |
fac= before. We had studied toseth-
er in Paris. Can do anything for |
you, or"-I glanced toward the still
averted figure.
Good heavens, Ray, who would
have thought Of meeting you p said
h., hurriedly. Thanks, yes; I'm
called away or an important matter;
introduce yourself. I'll be back again
in . few minutes. Want to run to the
telegraph Office"
TIE next moment be was lost in the
crowd.
By Ger motto nless attitude and fixed
glance, l saw at once that the lady
hsi not heard a word of our conver-
ss,;9a, and was quite unconscious Of
be. escorts departure. ! stepped up
70 Der eide, but before could speak
she was saying in half whisper
Il never heard of anything so
strange in my life, the beach down at
/ D-.l. don't you sse2 ] know it's the
/ ts,ah, though It's horribly badly
/ panied: and-oh, dear, it really can
Lst he, but"-she cransd her neck and
took a closer visw-"yes, / am posi-
tive OF it I ought to know my own
e.o.hes. my own Indian bracelet, the
crimson bst-don't you resemble 1T
and the fawn dress. And thai book
one of Miss Bradion's-aEd par
I sol. / wish the hat were not 60 far
do~a over the face. though. 1should
90 ike TO know whether it 10 intended