San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-09-10

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Mondes for Colonel Chenier, who, from
natural bent distaste for everything
American since the downfall Of the
south, and from long habit, turned to-
ward France tor all his reading A gay
fashion periodical pleased Rosalis witR
its colored r.ateS representing stylish
women and children at a northern sum-
mer resort With all young girl's Gu
riOsity touching them, she yet seemed
not to think of these lovely and costly
dresses, honnets and things in connec-
ton with herself
She mastered with quick chances the
minutest details of their construction
and arrangement, admired the exquisite
blending of cOlorS, the graceful lines of
waist and skirt, the jaunty elegance of
this hat or the quiet charm of that bon
net Her taste was not at fault She
chose the simpler things. But she chose
them in the abstract and with no per-
sonal view, not with any immediate
sense Of their appropriateness to a pur-
pose or need Of her own Ellis sat on
bench beside her and helped her turn
the leaves of the periodical. now and
then offering some light comment on the
plates.
Aunt Marguerite noticed with the
practiced eye of one old in the ways Of
society that this young man was no boor-
ish mountaineer. He was keen, thor
oughly sophisticated. self poised man of
the world-a narrow world, maybe, but
the world all the same. She did not like
lis restless eve, his startled glances as of
hunted man, and she Tecoiled from mis-
big pistols, MS gun and his bowie knife.
He looked to her like bad man, who
could nearly hide his badness under a
veneeying Of sUave po!iteness, His voice
had false notes. And Yet s.a could see
how easily he might have hcen good
and perhaps even Il great mG,u, His large
head, his s.rOIg. dark face. MS air of i'm
periousness mis- firmly rounded jaws.
were the opponents Of high order of
ability
How well such dress as that would
become you" he said to Rosalie, pointing
out blae Six robe ruffled and fiounced
i'll the then prevailing style; "your COM
pleNion and Your pale. bright hair would
blend so ewectly with that color"
This S,"med to Marguerite Chenier
Roosovoi, d piece OF cool, devilish wick
edMc>s she &aw Rosalie glance down
at her OWL coarse white dress, dusty
with -four, shadow Of self conscious
upss h,ttju" across her pure face. Ellis
bent clo,r to her ear, and added in a
very sweet soft tone:
Blue AID gold; your hair would fall
over thar rich silk like tleeces of sunset
cloud over Il blue sky. How should
like to see You in that sort of attire!
You are very beautiful, Miss Rosalie-
Miss Chenier," his voice dropping almost
to Il whisper
But Aunt Marguerite overheard every
word. She could not help it.
a rich blush leaped into Rosalie's
cheeks, and then pallor followed,
which affected Aunt Marguerite deeply.
All, this serpent in Eden! The good
woman felt as if she would like to bruise
his head with her heel.
Come, Resale dear" she said, II
want you 10 go with me to my room,
please You know you haven't read to
me any today.
The young girl rose promptly, with a.