Los Angeles herald., 1891-11-03

CHEEKY excited voice.
Such a day, my boyl The jade es-
capped me in spite of everything and
sailed on Cunarder this noon. But
that isn't the worst of it. No wonder
Albert refused to say anything about
her. He knew the whole thing would
come out, and her testimony. wouldn't
be worth shucks, for you see he has
married her-married her. my dear boy,
do you understandT
AS Sawtelle made no response, he
glanced up hastily.
Anything wrong?"
"Oh, nothing" replied Sawtelle, in
dramatic whisper of despair, Except
that have kept the prettiest girl l ever
saw in state of torture for two hours
She wouldn't explain who she was at
first, and seemed so agitated that I never
had doubt about it's being the McKin-
ney woman. You said she was dark"
"Black, staring eyes and big as an
Amazon"
you didn't say that. This one is
small and thoroughbred to the finger
tips"
"Well, well, we must see about it"
And. accompanied by his anxious
nephew, the doctor hustled into the room
with an apologetic good will that some
what disarmed the hauteur Dorothy was
trying to assume.
"There has been a great mistake, my
dear young lady, and one about which
my nephew is deeply annoyed, but you
mustn't blame him, because he was only
following out my Instructions although
mistaken in the person. And now if you
will tell me to what owe the honor of
this visit shall be very glad if can re-
trieve in any way the discomfort you
have undergone"
Thus brought to bay nothing was left
for Dorothy but to make full confession
Il am Miss Dempsey, of - Fifth
avenue" she began, but was uncere-
moniously interrupted by the doctor.
mot Julien Dempsey's daughter? l
knew he left widow and child. Bless
me, what condolences! Wew chums
old chums at Yale, years ago-but go
on, my child"
And then followed the whole ridicu-
lous, mortifying tale, to which the doc
tor listened with open interest.
81 am glad you happened to come
here" he said, not quite approvingly
when she had finished.
"And hope you are going to exoner-
ate me partially" entreated Sawtelle,
who had been preparing his line of de-
fense during the recital; ''you can't
fancy how humiliated l am or how
tempted | was to believe you. If you
hadn't acknowledged your acquaintance
with poor Van Twiller l should have
weakened at the end"
-sd do l---e-. 1I.- Van T willer, but th,
acquaintance is only superficial one.
saw him last at Mrs. Lyle's ball, Wednes
day evening, and sat with him some
time in the conservatory. I was upset
because what you told me seemed so ter.
rible."
'But Mrs. Lyle herself mentioned tc
me that he was not in the house ten
minutes" interposed the doctor; 81
think she was miffed. She fancied him
for one of her girls. and now he has
thrown himself away-poor' Albert"
''Oh, l know how that happened. He
told me all about it. He was going home
with Mr.. Green, and after he had
made his adieux Mr.. Green decided to
remain, so he sat out dance with me-
and finally went off without waiting fol
him."
''And do you know what time thai
was?" inquired the doctor, eagerly.
"About a quarter or half after 1, when
my partner for the cotillon came up
We began to dance it about that time"
Gould you swear to it on paper?'
"Why, yes; certainly"
"Then," shouted the doctor, trium
phantly, "he is vindicated, whether he
explains or not. This will satisfy the di
rectors so they will drop proceeding.
whese he is concerned. They know al
ready that he is not guilty. 1t is as plair
as daylight to me now. He didn't re
member the exact time he left the Lyles'
and thinking he was with this woman
he has married. didn't want to attract
our attention to her."
N"And now, if you please, | should like
to go home" remarked Miss Dempsey in
pathetic tone.
"Of course, my poor child, immedi-
ately. Neil, call a carriage. l will &c
with you myself and see your mother;
also get your signature, if you will be SO
kind. It will straighten the affair out
wonderfully. Verify, truth is stranger
than fictionp'
As Dorothy swept from the room,
Sawtelle made brave, if Intellectual,
attempt to attract her attention, but, as
she steadily refused to be aware of his
presence, his conscience permitted him
to retain a small, soaked wad, which
was easily concealed in the palm of his
hand. Subsequent events have led us to
believe-so tender were his ministrations
and pressures between the volumes of a
new set of Ruskin-that in course of
time it became less like rag and more
like respectable handkerchief.
1t is now over a year since these events
occurred, and we hear that the article
in question, together with a number of
other worldly goods, is to be delivered
to it's rightful owner. How it all came
about, those who have not begun their
love affairs with little animosity will
never be able to conjecture, but we have
it direct from the lips of the round and
ever rubicund Carey himself:
''The latest engagement, my deah fell
lah, is Miss Dempsey's to a person named
Sawtelle. Why, they say he has never
been to Patriarchs' in his lifeV-Mary