Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-10-26

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"If your wife had been in the room i
would have been all right. But
"My wife Why, haven't any" meet
ing her glance with mischievous smile
ems ny sister. Her husband and
farm together, but as she's been nearly
dead with the sick headache all morning
and the girls gone, volunteered to stay
at home and do the cooking. Won't the
dinner be lovely?" struggling his shoulder:
with little, uneasy laugh.
Rose hurried on little in advance with.
out speaking. He overlook her presently
and, as he held the gate open for her tc
pass, he said, with an entertaining glance
won't you please signify that you for
give me by telling me your name. Mine
| is'-
81 hardly think an introduction neces-
sary, as we are not likely to meet again,
interrupted Rose, turning her head aside.
"You needn't mind coming any further,
sir. There is the buggy"
"But if persist you won't make me go
back p archly.
Rose smiled in spite of her effort to look
grave. 1t was really not worth while to
| get angry at such trife.
81 hope you don't live very far from
here?" interrogatively. as they walked
down the road.
eyes, quite long distance"
Rose wouldn't look at him. He was
sure to be looking at her, and his smile
was altogether too beguiling.
"You wouldn't mind telling me how far
and in what direction ?" insinuatingly.
Rose wouldn't tell.
"Perhaps you're married" struck by a
sudden thought.
"Oh, no; not at all !"
off you and L were acquainted we might
I might write to you for advice when l
get puzzled about cooking"
81 think gave you enough advice this
morning to last long WHILE" laughed
Rose as they reached the buggy. "Adieu!
Be sure to keep Teddy away from the
pond"
"Hellol Got back at last ?" exclaimed
Uncle John shortly. Thought you'd con-
cluded to stay for dinner. Morning, sir"
stiffiy nodding to the stranger, who was
helping Rose into the buggy.
81 wish you would stop for dinner" said
that young gentleman furtively watching
Rose, though he pretended to center all
his attention on her uncle. "Have you
been travelling far this morning, sir? If
you have, you're welcome to stop and feed
your horses. Well give you the best din
ner we can" looking comically at Rose.
''No, thank you. Well get on-Morn
ing" and Uncle John touched his mettle-
some nag with the whip. Rose, forgetful
of her late indignation, looked back laugh
ingly at the bareheaded young fellow, who
stood wrapping his apron around his
burned hand and watching her as the
buggy glided rapidly on. And the white
cottage among the trees vanished from
sight.
Three months later Alfred Harris, for
such was the name of our unlucky young
cook, might have been seen at the county
fair, walking with friend of about his
own age. Both seemed to be looking for
some one.
az don't believe she's here" said the
former at last in a respondent tone; " Eve
looked for her the whole morning, and it
seems to me I've seen everybody on the
fairgrounds forty3leven times. She can't
be here, or I'd have seen her."
"Perhaps you've forgotten what she
looks like" suggested his friend.
Forgotten The idea Pll never for
get her." cried Ale modify. "Not that
she'd speak to me if she saw me. She isn't
the kind of girl that has to go away from
home to make acquaintance. | saw that
by her determination not to let me know
who she was. I'd have to get an introduce
ton before she'd notice me-"
You're sure not to know any one she
does"
"That's So Pll have to risk speaking
to her, and then perhaps get cut for my
trouble. | daresay she's forgotten me-"
"There's girl in blue that looks some
thing like you described her. Up there
on the top seat"
"Ah! what's the use of looking? I've
looked till Pm sick, perfectly sick of
faces"
dwell, then, why not give her up?
You're losing all the fun OF the fair, and
so am l, through sympathy There are
plenty of girls you do know who would
give their eyes for promenade with you.
The Howard girls, for instance. Let's go
and speak to them"
az don't care one fig for any girl on the
ground if she isn't here" protested Alf,
sulkily, and an instant later they came
| face to face with two couples-loyely girls
in pale blue, each with a stylish escort.
who seemed to belong to the same party,
and to be having lots of fun. One of the
girls bowed distantly to ALI, who blushed
with delight as he raised his hat.
"Its she, jack" he whispered trium-
phantly, as they passed on.
| aWhotf The unknown 2v
"Precisely. Isn't she lovelyW
"Why in the name of Daniel Webster
and all the prophets did't you speak to
her % Grossly.
81 did bow, but of course couldn't rush
up and introduce myself while she has
company. | might if / only knew her
name. 1t would be impertinent, | know,
but think she'd overlook it if she liked
me the least bit in the world. Suppose we
turn back. l don't want to appear like
following her, but Eve no notion of losing
sight of her altogether"
"What stylish dude that was with
her."
eyes, confound himl She seemed to en-.
Joy his company, didn't she?"
The blue dresses extricated themselves
from the dense crowd around the ring ant
drifted toward the Floral Hall, followed al
a respectable distance by our two friends
In the hall, the unknown and her friend:
leisurely examined the floral display, Will,
ALI hung around sufficiently far away no
to seem obtrusive, but with the uncom
Portable feeling that he was making nj
headway at all. Presently the party wa
Joined by another young gentleman, who
after good deal of laughter and gay chat
ter, went away, accompanied, alas by tht
fair unknown ALI was vexed and cross
The hall had lost all attractions for him
and leaving his friend. who had found con
genial company, he went out on the fair
{ grounds again, drawn by the sight of {
pale blue dress quite as efectually as is {
bit of steel by magnet.
/ An hour-two hours-passed. 1t wa
now 8 o'clock. Some of the people wer