Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-07-18

} and Josephine's heart beat violently as
walking slowly down the long hall, they
nervously glanced amid the crowd in
search of gentleman with heliotrope in
, his button-hole.
! 1t was indeed an agitating moment for
Miss Heyden; for was she not about to
: meet, for the first time in her life, per-
: son-and one of the other sex-in whom
she would recognize a kindred spirits
One who could appreciate the poetry
and spirituality of her nature, and with
whom she could walk-here, forinstance,
amid these lovely art creations of genius
lin the delicious, mutual consciousness
of their being lifted above the common
place throng around them.
81 don't see him anywhere" said
Miss Register, when they had nearly
reached the end of the gallery. Sup
pose he don't Gomez"
ooh, but he within sure he will, |"
responded Josephine, TREMENDOUSLY.
"Ahl" with a start, ''there's jack
What brought him here, wonder2 He
asked me last evening to come, and 1
refused. Let us get out of his sight, or
he'll spoil everything"
'tHe can't Join u.s. Don't YOU see
that he's with that pretty Miss Maddox
And how pleased she looksl"
Josephine glanced sharply toward
Jack and the handsome, smiling girl ON
his arm. For an instant, even, she al
lowed her attention TO be absorbed in
watching them, until aroused by
Louise's subdued exclamation:
"There he is See the heliotrope in
his buttonhole |"
Miss Heyden thought she would have
tainted She could not summon courage
| to raise her eyes, but mechanically and
tremblingly drew forth her purse.
"He's looking for us He's coming this
way r. whispered Miss Register, seeming
very much inclined to run away.
But her friend neryously grasped her
wrist.
"Don't desert me, Louise-not now, as
such a trying moment. Wh-where is
he2"
Coming There, don't see him nowl
He's behind that fat woman"
"Wh-what is he like Z" grasped jose
phine.
Tall, pale-but, all here he is, close
to us this under her breath.
1t was from no intention of her own,
but simply the result of her nervous ag-
itation, that at this moment the purse
slipped from Josephine's trembling fin
gers. And before she could collect her
thoughts, or knew what to do, tall fig
ure stepped quickly forward, picked up
the purse, and with low bow extended
it towards her.
She raised her eyes slowly from pair
Of highly-polished boots, gradually up
ward to coat adorned with heliotrope
blossom, above which appeared rather
striking satin necl1tie and a face. Then
she gave a start aud an irrepressible lit
tie cry of establishment and horror, for
in that pale, naughty and cadaverous
visage she had recognised the unmistak-
able lineaments of-Junkin.
Mr.. Jack Rogers, who happened to be
not far off, heard the cry, and turning
quickly, beheld Miss Josephine Heyden
in the act Of fainting in the arms of her
friend.
In an instant he had pushed his way
through the group gathered about the
young lady, and taken her into his own
strong arms.
1t is the heat, (" said the fat lady, fan
ming hesrelf.
''No l think it was strange man who
frightened her. He picked up her purse,
which l saw her accidentally drop
and"
"Where is her" "Stop him I" "Close
the doors d" Call the police" were
the cries which now arose in the midst
of which Miss Heyden slowly recovered /
and opened her eyes.
On finding herself in thearms of a man,
she gave SILVER of fear and loathing,
until Jacks voice whispered
"Calm yourself, Josie. Don'tyou know
me
"Oh Jack, is it your Tn so glad Oh,
dear Jack, take me home, please-won't I
yous"
As they passed down the gallery, they
heard some one say;
1t must have been the tall, slim fell 1
low who pushed past us at the head of |
the stairs. I've seen him before.
And then came broken sentences-''as-
pired to be an actor -" comic-song I
writer" scene painter at the Ar
cade saw him last-restauraut wait I
err"
And with these words echoing in her /
ears, and dyeing them and her cheeks I
crimson, Miss Josephine Heyden was
assisted into hack and driven home /
with Louise and Mr.. Jack Rogers.
She never afterward saw Junkin-nei- 4
ther her purse.
But she does not regret the latter, for,
as she recently remarked so Miss Roy /
ster
" 1t was small price to pay for such
a husband as 1 have for Louise, dear /
if il had not have been for that horrid /
affair l should never have appreciated
Jack.
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