The Opelousas courier., 1891-05-23
P, Q. R.,

IS "ho'noi i1sCiila ". Russel IN Town
Our letters are continually mixed"
do you know her2"
"No,' CONTEMPORARY. "she live.
somewhere at the End"
"What a strange prejudice it is that
you odd Towners' have against the pool
jewellers in the other wards. Can YOU
explain itp'
4 can do better than explain it. !
can show you a letter | forgot to return
70 the ~postman."
As the girl rose to find the letter, Il
occurred to Clarke that reading thus I'm
tremendously ii note intended for an
other was scarcely honorable. But in
the same moment he reflected that it was
hardly possible to say so to Miss Russell.
He had, besides, but that moment, for
the note was lying on the table, and the
girl, taking it from its envelope, handed
it to him open.
Somehow reluctantly the young fellow
took it.
BINGHAM, April 18th.
DEAR PRS. viii meet you Friday, at
Yours, Eos'
"she lives at the End" said Miss
Russell with scornful emphasis.
ftlt is probably some servant-girl.n
'tIt may be. But it is hardly pleasant
to have my letters mixed with that crea-
ture's.n
And Miss Russell, with a shrue of her
shoulders, tossed the note back on to the
table.
Some ten days later, at a small private
gathering, Clarke having just entered
the room, his host, casting a comprehen-
sive glance around, took him by the arm.
q am going to introduce you to that
pretty girl owe there, the one in the
white dress. Consider yourself fortunate,
my boy. She is a rising belle. I give
you the start. May you profit by it
Miss Russell, may l introduce my friend
and college chum, Mr.. Clarke? Mr..
Clarke, Miss RUSSELL"
And the dapper little Wendell moved
lightly off, leaving his friend bowling to
q slender girl, with soft brown hair,
long-lashed gray eyes, and almost color.
less lace.
IAN insipid novel reader" Clarke de.
mentally; Harvard-post graduates
being somewhat given to rash judg-
ments. Aloud he said:
"From what Wendell tells me. Miss
Russell, you have not been long in Bing-
Three months. But I already begin
10 feel quite at home.n
"Indeeda | have heard many say that
Bingham is a hard place in which to get
acquainted. You have evidently not
itso."
"No. But Ian speaking not SO much
II acquaintance as of my own feelings.
Do you think that it is going much into
society that makes one feel at home in a
The gray eyes SSfere turned on Clarke
With such q dePth of inquiry that the
'onng man suddenly secalled his rash
Judgment.
"Well-I don't know. That depends
suppose. What-may I ask2 What
las made you feel at homer
The girl smiled rehectively.
Il can hardly say. Perhaps, as much
IS anything, my work with the boys.n
seThe boysa"
"Yes. Surely you know of the Union
Or the working boysa / go there to help
them. At home we had some
hing very similar. / think I missed it
$ much as anything when l first came
0 Bingham
Here was a subject to enlist the atten-
on Of the divinity student. Clarke and
Is new acquaintance were soon absorbed
/ its discussion.
Miss Russell's heart was in her work
or face kindled as she spoke of her ex-
.eriences. Some were very droll. and
nd her eyelids drew together merrily a.
told them; but there were also some
lteous little tales, and in the telling of
rem, her gray eyes grew unafectedly
DIST.
Clarke listened and looked.
What q Madonna like faceIn he
Ought, forgetting entirely his first essi-
ate.
"Yoa must visit the association. Mr..
!arke. II is open every evening. / am
ere Thursday, and will be glad to you
everything. / should be particu-
Fly glad to enlist you, /" she added with
low laugh and so dextrous an emphasis
at Clarke was unable to place it.
hank you. / shall certainly go.n
One rainy Thursday, almost 4 wear
Ter, as the rooms of the Union were be.
9 closed for the night, Clarke stood ]
lding Miss Rusaelrs umbrella while
9 drew on her gloves. Noting /
'nogram on the round top Of the Sill ,
! handle, he raised it to the light. !
'tR, for Russell, he said, trying to
it, and @ for queer, and"
And : F fol- pert, Mr.. Clarke. Come, !,
gloves are on, and if you mean to
ort me home, you had better start. i
IN is closing i
And Miss Russell, gathering up her /
ITS, started down the long stairs soft
hunming 4 song that the boys had i
n practicing. Fortunately she could d
see the expression on Clarke face Ii