Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1889-11-30
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am the man of her choicel"
Now, Rush, on the contrary, was not
at all attracted by the professional life
of the woman he loved. He couldn't
bear the idea of her being a public
character"-one whom every one felt at
liberty to speak of with perfect free
dom, and whose photograph any man
could buy. If he could have afforded it,
he would have bought every photograph
of Helen that had been taken, and have
hidden it away where no one but he
could see it. He could hardly keep his
hands off man he met in Nassau
street shop one day. The man was max
ing collection of stage favorites, and
he had lot Of Helen's photographs
spread out on the counter before him.
These he picked up and criticised in turn.
Hs didn't mean to say anything out of
the way, but Rush wondered, when he
thought it over, why he had not stran-
gled him on the spot. Instead of that, he
hurried out Of the shop, after shooting
glances at the man that must have left
him with the impression that his visa
Wis was lunatic. But John enjoyed
seeing Leoni's photographs in the shop
windows. She was the favorite dancer
Of New York; why shouldn't her picture
be for sale? The oftener he saw it the
better he wss pleased. He was affec-
tionate, but there was nothing senti-
mental about him.
Rush tried to see his brother the day
after the meeting at the Cellas', but he
couldn't find him. 1t must have been a
fortnight before he met him, and in the
mean time he had taken his first Italian
lesson from the ex-cannon ball tosser.
Leoni was not at home. She was at
tending a rehearsal at the Academy of
Music, and Signora Celia was out in
Third avenue. marketing. Rush tried tc
find out, without prying too deeply into
his brothers affairs, just what Johns po-
sition in the household was. He did not
tell Signor Celia that Mr.. Stone, as he
called him, was his brother, but he said
that he knew him, and he soon found
that he was answering Cella's questions
rather than Celia his. The old man
seemed very anxious to learn all he
could about "Mr. Stone" He had been
introduced to Signor Celia and Leoni by
a Col. Mortimer, whom the ballet master
at the Academy vouched for as being
perfect gentleman"
No sooner had Mr.. Stone met Leoni
than he fell in love with her. Leoni was
used to love at first sight, and she knew
that it usually passed away as suddenly
as it came. But in the case Of John
Hurlstone (or Mr.. Stone, as she believed
him to be) it was different. He had not
the familiar assured-of-success manner
of the men she had been in the habit of
meeting behind the scenes. He was
gentle and deferential, and he showed
her as much respect as he would have
shown any lady in her drawing room.
His manner to her mother completely
captivated that excellent woman; and
one rainy night, when he took her and
her daughter home in his carriage, she
invited him in to get warm, and he ac-
cepted the invitation with alacrity. A
few days later he called to see if they
had suffered any inconvenience from the
rain, and from that time on he had been
a regular visitor at the Cellas', where he
won all hearts by his amiability and
gentleness.
He was more desperately in love with
Leoni than he had ever been with any
other woman; but will not say that he
could not have changed his affections
with change of scene He saw before
he had talked with her many times that
she was as good a girl as had ever lived,
and that if he wanted to be her friend
he must treat her with proper respect.
She was ballet dancer, to be sure, but
she had been well brought up. Although
she was deeply in love with him, she
gave him to understand, as Juliet as
sured Romeo, that he need pay no court
to her unless the bent of his love was
honorable and his purpose marriage.
John accepted the position Of lover on
these terms, forgetting for the time being
Amy Bayliss and the wedding day that
was not far off.
He had fixed it for the 1st of June; but
after while he wrote her the tenderest
-
postponing it till the fall. Amy was
perfectly satisfied with the reasons, and
loved him more than ever for them. She
did wish that he could get back to Farm
sted, il only for a day; but dear John
was working so hard, and all for her!
In the fall they would be married, and
then she would go with him to New
York They would live at his rooms the
first winter, and take their meals any
where they chose. That was the way
many young married couples did 1t
was very Bohemian and very jolly, and
Amy, who had spent all her days in a
country rectory, looked forward to it
with the keenest anticipation.
"Poor little Amyl" John said to him
self, as he sat in his private room at the
Mutual Dividend Mining company's off,
ces, smoking its best cigars and slipping
its special brand of coSnac. poor little
grill She loves me so, and l love her;
but love Leoni more" Aud he shut
his ewes and gave himself M to dreams