The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1891-08-28

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was very sullty, however, and snubbed
him without mercy.
Why Slocomb distrusted Mourdant
was on account OF very odd episode
that had occurred week before. There
had been a tennis party at one of the
cottages, and going home Slocomb had
| stumbled on Mourdant in a bypath,
| talking earnestly with a strange
woman. 1t was very embarrassing.
Slocomb begged pardon, was awfully
sorry and withdrew as quickly as pos
sible. He said nothing to the man about
it, however, until the dance. Mour-
dants attention TO Carrie was so notice
| able that something ought to be done.
This thing must be stopped" said
Slocomb, savagely, to Mourdant, later
/ in the evening.
| What thing?" asked the young fell
| low, with frank smile.
| This kissing my cousin, for one
thing, and secret meetings with
| woman for another" said Slocomb in
his blunt way.
Mourdant grew angry. Slocomb had
no right to talk that way.
| I'm not explain about that affair
| after the tennis party" he said, holly.
"Pll not betray woman's secret She
came to the hotel to see me; it was
| necessary she should see me at once.
| They sent her to the cottage. Our
| meeting was accidental"
Mourdant stallsed off and deigned no
further explanation.
Some time later Slocomb found him.
| self in Albany and he saw Mourdant
| and Grace again. Mourdant was just
coming in on the train from Lenox,
"Grace" met HIM at the station. 1t was
| the day after Slocomb got the telegram
| by mistake. The thing did not look
| well at all. Slocomb hurried back to
Lenox. He resolved to tell Carrie
| Tracy the whole miserable story.
And what are you going to do about
| it?" she asked, coolly, when Slocomb
| finished the narration.
What am / going to do about it?"
| he echoed in amazement. He did not
know what to make of Carries utter
nonchalance. That's not the ques-
ton. What are you going to do about
| it?"
Carrie Tracy only leaned back in her
| chair and looked at her cousin with
question marks in both of her pretty
| blue eyes.
Really it seems to me that you are
awfully cut up about this
"But am" declared Slocomb earn
| estly--" lawfully. Good heavens, Car
rie can you see man carry on a double
game before your eyes and not say a
word or lift finger?"
what can | do?" She said this
| YEARLY, and then Slocomb saw what
was beneath her mask of cold raillery.
| She had put on bold front and tried
| to pass over it lightly. 1t was no use,
however. Slocomb prided himself on
| his knowledge of human nature. He
| felt that he was not at fault in one
| fact-Carrie Tracy loved Mourdant.
They went to a dance that evening,
and everyone noticed that Carrie Tracy
was more beautiful than ever. Yet
there was pungent flavor To her wit,
| II sharp edge on her talk. Some i'll
natured bellies, who were becoming
passe, said that she was becoming
| spoiled at last, Callow youths were
placed in the seventh heaven by her
unwonted sweetness to them. But
every throb of the music, every waltz
she heard brought back the memory of
| pair of dark eyes, a low, tender voice
and a dream that would come no more.
And so matters went on, and the wane
of the season came. The story of Jack
| Mourdant came out, of course, with
| various notifications. Society shrugged
its shoulders again, and piticd poor Car
rte Tracy.
TOO bad!" everybody said. 'She
| should know better than to fall in love
with handsome adventurer. He was
an awfully nice fellow, though, but
frightfully Wild"
And SO Carrie Tracy had to stand by
and hear all this, and accept the con
dolence of her friends. IT, was gall and
NORWOOD To her, but it only made the
triumph that came in October all the
sweeter.
You don't believe there is man in
the world you may trust?" she heard
one girl say to another, She was sit
ting 10y window in the hotel which
opened upon piazza. The two girls
were pacing up and down outside.
IL know it sounds awfully silly, but
| don't believe in trusting people"
II wish you would let me tell you n
little story; it's only an everyday sort
of story. It's from real life. I'll ell
you the story OF Jack Mourdant."
At this Carrie Tracy looked up quick
ly. She listened eagerly To every word.
The two on the piazza had seated them
selves near her.
THE family is an Albany one; there
were four brothers, and he was the
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