The national leader., 1889-02-16

non-ldentity, she turned her attention
to the older lady and their respective
breakfasts. A moment afterwards
rose and left the room.
| During the next two or three days
we met periodically, in the dining
room, In the corridors, in the elevator,
or on the streets of Denver, and we al
ways threw one another in passing that
glance which, though apparently ahso-
lutely eXDressionless, seems to say: "lf
we knew one another we should be
friends" Have you never seen people
In the streets. in theatres, in ball
rooms, concerning whom, as your eyes
meet for a fractional part Of a second,
you have said this to yourself almost
unconsciousIy? have. and I always
regret these unknown friends of mine,
but never felt it more strongly than 1
did with regard to this golden haired
child whom met way out in Denver,
Colorado.
The last morning of my stay In the
city arrived. and was sitting alone in
my room upstairs, jotting down on q
scrap Of music paper the chords Of an
accompaniment to little song that l
had written for friend in Baltimore.
My task finished, went down stairs to
the parlor, where there was a piano. to
try their effect, and, finding the room
apparently empty. seated myself on
the music stool. AS I opened the
piano heard rustic, and turning
round l saw my little unknown friend
sitting in low arm chair in the en-
brasure of a window, her great blue
eyes fixed upon me in fearless
curiosity. l rose instinctively and
said:
Shall 1 be disturbing you, Mad.
emoiselle, If 1 play over a few
chordsT'
'Oh, no. she said. 'Please go on
AS l turned to the key. board she
added:
'Will my presence disturb you? Shall
go away?'
by no MEANS 1 hastened to reply,
'on the contrary. Indeed, shall take
the liberty. If you will allow me, of
asking your opinion On little melody
that want to run over
She looked out of the window for a
moment and then turning her eyes full
upon me once more she remarked:
I came down here because was so
lonesome upstairs. Auntie has gone
out On business, and some friends ex-
pected to call and take me for a drive
haven't arrived.
is it possible2' was my rejoinder.
and in ten minutes we were the great
est friends il the world. We sat In
the drawing i onn OF the Grand Cation
Hotel for nearly an LOur, chatting
gayly of America and England and of
ourselves. at the end of that time she
ross and said:
We'll, it's a humiliatlng necessity,
but we must eat to keep alive, and If
you will excuse me, I'll go down to
luncheon
rose also and answered: You are
quite right-if there were no prosy side
to life we should not appreciate the
poetry of it'-and then after mo-
ment's hesitation ! added: 1 am a
foreigner and don't quite understand
your rules of conduct over here, but
would 1t be very casual of me to sug-
gest that as l also must live and with
that object in view, must also lunch,
we should lunch together, as you are
alOne?'
why, of course-why shouldn It
wep' and then she added, look OF per-
picked inquiry coming over her brows,
Il don't know quite who is going to
introduce US to one another, Mr.--?'
Meal, said l. 'Ronal Neal, at the
service of Mademoiselle-2'
Tressahar-Pauline Tressahar,' said
she. 'Let me give you card
KOuc 1uu DlSO lOI NcAo OcoCs nuu i
for NJ ne, and standing in the doorway
of the hotel parlOr, we gravely ex-
changed cards and bowed formally to
one another.
i live in Nashville, Tennessee she
said, 'and if you ever come there it will
give papa-Colonel Euclid Tressahar-
very great pleasure if you Will come
and see us-yoH will come, won't
you?'
assured her that would, and we
went down 10 lunch. The head waiter
gave me a menu and check, and l
ordered tiny little meal with some
care, during which operation she
watched me with nervous perplexed
look which perfectly well understood,
but which for the life Of me couldn't
see any way Of softening-unless
told the head waiter to give me two
checks and filled up one for her and
one for myself-which would have been
foolish to my English ideas. AS we
finished our microscopic repast, how
ever, she said in the most matter.of-