The Delta independent., 1890-06-10
and while strol1Ing about came face to face

and while stro1ling about came face to face
| witt nir ladyship in tintype..
ere hung out with frame full of
other infortunafes as specimens of the high
| class of work done within the establishment.
| Having an idea that you would not be
altogether pleased with your position If you
knew of 1t, rescued you and also one who
seemed to be kindred spirit.
On the train, next day, while gazing in
| rapt admiration at yourself and X. S., 1
became suddenly aware from certain indis-
nant sounds behind me that no lesss person
than the original kindred spirit had the next
| seat back.
l at once saw in this remarkable coin
cidence the finger of fate. The finger most
emphatically pointed towards an intro
| duction.
By careful attention to what was said be-
hind me found that her name was Miller
and her destination the Windsor.
AS soon as arrived ! sent you that re-
markabe telegram, and there, my dear
| Katherine, you have the whole story up to
| date.
| Mol The childlike simplicity of my nature
will allow me to conceal nothing. l have
just spent two hours with her and l find her,
as the novels say, "all my fondest fancy
painted" or in plain English, an extremely
| pretty and attractive girl.
Farewell. Now that I have given you
enough material to build up wonderful
romance will leave you to its construction.
Only don't blame me if it never comes
| true. Blame your kindred spirit.
Yours truly,
STEPHEN HOWARD.
The next afternoon he took her out
driving and he never remembered en-
joying drive so much. He told her
the names of the people they passed
and what they were noted for. Mostly
men who were so rich they were OBJ
liged to stay in town all summer to
look after their money.
He noticed that nearly all of them
looked admiringly at the girl beside
him and it pleased him-he felt as if
her beauty, in some way, reflected
great credit ON himself.
He made some excuse to see her
every night and often in the daytime.
The few New Workers she knew were
out of town, so he had her all to him
self.
Alas, that good times should end so
quickly? One night when he called
he found his week of bliss was over.
Aunt Betty informed him their friends
had arrived and they were to start for
the "White" in the morning. She
hoped they would have the pleasure
# seeing him in Washington next win
ter, which hope her niece demurely
echoed.
Next day Mr.. Howard found the
city exceedingly hot and stupid.
He left undone that which he ought
to have done and spent the morning
at the club trying to extract amuse-
ment from the other loungers.
About seven o'clock a brilliant idea
occurred to him
"By Jove!" he exclaimed, "Tve for
gotten to give her that tintype."
Two days after her arrival at the
''White" Miss Miller was standing on
the hotel piazza, when she saw Stephen
Howard, her embodied thought as it
happened, slowly sauntering towards
her with the air of having been there
all summer.
She fully expected him to say "Why,
when did you Gomez" just as first ar
rivals always do to later ones. He
only shook hands, however, and said,
"good morning." as if his being there
was the most natural thing in the
world and required no explanation.
"Do you spend all your time plan
ming surprises of various kinds for
your friends" she asked, "or am l
specially favored?"
"Now this is very pretty compliment
delicately conveyed" he answered,
with laugh. 81 assure you, Miss Mil
Ter l appreciate it. It's not every day
get told my presence is a special favor"
81 don't think | meant to convey
any such impression. Would you like
me to show you some of the beauties
of the place, now that you are hcre?"
"If you mean the beauties of nature
the Misunderstanding should like
better"
Nevertheless by the time they had
reached the extreme end of the lawn
they sat down by mutual consent under
one of the trees.
at is pretty here" she remarked.
"lt seems pity to go any further"
A long silence followed, broken
only by the sounds from the hotel,
softened by the distance to amurmur.
"Miss Miller" he began abruptly, "I
came down here to bring you back
your tintype."
She looked at him in smiling aston
ishment.
"That was very kind of you; but
couldn't you have mailed it? Lam
sorry you thought it necessary to take
SO much tliroublc."
Miss Miller, like the rest of her sex,
was more or less hypocrite.
He had laid the picture on the grass
before him and she held out her hand
for it. He took no notice of the action.
81 wonder il you would give it to
me-" he said, "if asked you for it?
But Pm afraid the picture wouldn't
satisfy me now that have known the
original. l would like the picture as
a surety of the reality. DO you think,
Miss Miller, there is any chance of
my longings ever being gratifed? May
l keep the picturew
They were in full sight from the
hotel, so from all appearances they
might have been discussing the weather.
But that night Katherine Benton ut
Newport received another startling
telegram. 1t read as follows:
Congratulate me. Lucky fellow. Have
won original of tlntype. $. HOWARD.