The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-10-18
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Ms. Vac Rensselaer, Brown, as in duty
bound l.. hs- character ot hostess, carried
him OF lor awhile az her chariot wheels to
be iirnSeuts3 20 sc;:;e senator's fat wife or
SmtIasss lCT'S dumpy daughter. But 10 less
thAG isr minutes. the solt-willed lion, exer-
a.siux the !uhorn freedom OF prairie life,
had StsEs1 of these incumb an .es, like
dew q CPS from his name, and was back by
bAis-o's sids. With genuine selfish delight in
ts,' EIese ;E ysical beauty.
Aud how MAisie talked that night She
fal:ly Rstonlshed herself. Never before did
she know she was so clever. AS fast as Jose
Maosdsld tossed the ball of repartee to her,
she tossed Il back again in his teeth with
equal splrlt-Qulck, piquante, epigram-
matte. Twice or thrice the poet paused,
and roped his long mustache, and smiled
upon her approvingly. She gave him his
own again, there. A beautiful young
woman, this; and as smart as she was beau
tiful.
AS for Maisie. she spent tie evening in a
whirl of mental intoxication. And she
went home by herself in mammals carriage,
and lay awake half the night through,
thinking Of Jose Manifold.
He was 49,. tall handsome, brilliant
What had he come TO Washington for, if
not to marry her. Hitherto Maisie's
thoughts had been but OF Vanderbilts and
Astors. She had scared no higher than
mere ElllllNllals0s. bue means 10 marry
money, diamonds, dinner parties; a house in
Fifth avenue, near Central Park villa at
Newport; q summer home among L.a -rees
at Saratoga. But now, as far as her ma
ture permi' ted, all that was altered She
felt her wings. In her coldly egoistic way
MGisie Bowman had fallen in love at first
sight-with the poet. A new ideal in life
opened up before her. This rhymer, he had
more, after all, than millions; he had
brilliancy, originality. genius, wit. All t o
world made much Of him. Maisie didn't
yet know how short-lived was that fame
the fame OF the last hon, of the comet of
season. If only she could marry joe Mans
field, she thought, why, all would go well
with her. Provided only she had mammals
mo-ey. Better 10000 "a year with that
king among men IN W Arlington avenue,
than all the wealth Of Vanderbilt with an
empty headed person immersed in Erie AS
aud the rise and fall of New York Gems
trails.
1t was Maisie's nearest possible approach
to a high IDEAL jose Mansfield had
touched the finest chords within her-such
as they were. And it's something to ha Ys
reached ones own very best. However
poor that best may be, it gives one inter-
nally a strange sense Of elevation. In that
FOOLS paradise Of young love Maisie Bow
man was now revealing.
For the next few weeks, Maisie saw much
Of jose Mansfield. Saw much, and thought
much of him. The feeling deepened upon
Ter that he'd come to Washington in search
of q wife. A poet must have money to hold
his own in the world. How degrading to
gelius, acknowledged genius, this sordid
living IN an hotel, instead of inhebIting his
own palatial, artistic home this receiving of
inequalities which he couldn't possibly re-
| ciprocatel For Maisie moved entirely in
| the atmosphere Of that over-rich American
oif urb -
comfortable mediocrity, and where people
count wealth not by hundreds but by mill
ions.
If only she had mammals 10000 year
though, all of her ownl Perhaps, consiu-
ering his physical and mental admi alton
for her, Jose Mansfield might consent to ac-
cept her at that figure!
For Maisle Bowman knew we'll she was
exceedingly beautiful She knew well she
had perfect body, faultles5, and well-Dro-
portioned from head to foot. sculptlresque
yet nssome ln every act, gesture aud move>
ment. She knew, too, Jose Mansfed ad-
mlred her much. She could see him run
ming over her good gifts in his minds eye,
in observRnt catalogue every time he met
her. She could see him summing her up as
grand fine creature. physically and intel
lectually his natural complement.
After abol. for, nights time the poet,
| quito abStraotejly, aud as il in a fl of for
| getfulueSs. addressed her one day all on O
sudden as "Maisie" Tie color came up
once more into tne proud girls fnca--not
into her cheek alone, bur flushing her rosy
| red from neck and ears to forehead.
You like me to call you Masie,n the
! strong man went on. looking down on her,
and smiling that curious smile of his, as of
inettaOle conde csuSior. "Well, you're
| right; quite right. And you may call me
Jose, II you hke-when there's nobody by.
A1FasN4 - -.
| flimsy barriers. Mr. and Miss are mere
stockedes invented uy conventionallty to
| guard the outworks OF individual life from
hostile intrusion. But whom friendly forces
| advaDce TO q tune like our own, we may
hang out white flag, aud draw up the port-
culIiSss. Why tnesa walls and obs acles e.
-ween you aud me, Mnisei We botl belong
by nature to the free and open prairie. The
vast horizons OF the nest are ours. Let no
thin fences, then, divide Us. Let us haul
down our pennons AMI demolish our fortifi-
cali ns.n
A te-derer flush cIme over Maisic's face.
AS you VIII, joe" she ans xered low.
You see, l accept your terms without re-
serve. / begin the disarmament"
For ten days more. Malsie's life ran more
tremnlous than she herself could easily have
imagined it beforehand. Almost ever '
afternoon or evening she met Jose some
here. The poet manage! that. He was
attracted by TIE girl. He made it half
| recognized Condition Of his acceptance with
hostesses.
Miss Bowman will be there, suppose, p"
lie said. with q quiet air OF suggestion, when
they asked HIM t. their houses And
| hosts sses, who wished to secure the lion OF
the day, made haste TO aas~er quickly:
Mss 30 Em0n will be there, of course
Mr.. Manstieid-if you wish it."
SO they met, and tliesd, and grew IA
ntdar with one another yet the poet never
bresthed oIa word q, 10 Int lions" He
talked to Ma sic always il the vague
languages Of admiration, of sympathy. OF
impers al homage: but never IL that OF the
thing called love, as Maisia understood It,
I'VE two belong in soul TO the higher free
masonry he said 10 her once. as he leaned
over her chair IN the gloom Of a senatorial
conservatory. I'VE comprehend ore an
other. The moment ] saw you'll. the iet
Of the wide west-b0lC, free. untrammeled
i said 10 myself confidently: See the fe-
male OF my kind TIE complement OF my
being Nita women ike this. nature
meant me to consort--not with feeble,
Stuuted lives, distorted forms, warped lul-
shapes"
But to never said to her outright, in so
many words:
"Aaisie / love you: as I love you, will
you marry meF
What could be mean by IL. Maisie won
deFed 10 berself NAV a time IN silence She
was intoxicated noe wtsh the strong new
vine II love. Bus Js-e. Did be we BERT
Or was be jus, lFe tia others, after Alll
Did be adulire ava approve Of her, % It nos