The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1891-08-20

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away, and soon the full, supple figure
in the close-fitting jersey. passed by
arm-in-arm with her prim husband. My
eyes followed her to the door and was
rewarded for my perseverance. At the
moment Of her exit the lovely woman
turned her head very naturally and
! received glance from her dark blue
eyes. do you know that LADY," l
asked my friend.
''What lady?"
"Why, the lady who sat opposite us.
and just went out"
NO" she answered CURLY.
1.-THE poor young lady seems a trife
to be pitied,' | continued. Her hus-
band is much too dull and scdate; even
now, when they are probably on their
wcdding-tour, he would rather talk with
that horrid professor than with his
charming wife"
"And his charming wife, naturally
seeks other amusement, and would be
happy to know that you are SO far gone
as to pity her. | for my part" contin-
ued she, laughing scornfully, reserve
my compassion for the 'sedate hus-
band.'"
| did not ask why, and we left the
breakfast-table.
After long walk by the sea, prom
enaded the concert platz to the sound of
the Carmen March," There was such
a crowd that it was difficult for me to
find seat. Everyone around me was
laughing. talking or flirting. saw the
strangest sights, the most peculiar cos
tunes! My head was whirling.
In the midst of lively gathering,
amongst which there is not one familiar
face. a stranger experiences feeling
of sadness. | fell into a reverie, and
suddenly the motley crowd seemed un-
natural to me; each one seemed to wear
mask, to play a part; it was like
ghosts appearance in the bright sun
shine, and had an odd sensation as if
the people were falling upon me be-
cause | had watched and seen through
their actions. ! shook off those foolish
thoughts and rose. 1t was sunset, time
for invalids to leave the square, for it
was quite chilly.
My God! how much suffering there
was on that small spot of earth; and at
the same time how much vanity!
See that young woman, how YEARLY
she leaned upon her husbands arm,
how she was dressed in the latest, most
outre fashion; overloaded with orna-
ments, her pale cheeks rouged! And
that young girl in the last stage of con-
sumption, who was drawn about in a
chair, had her emaciated form clothed
in q light, white material, and CO.
quoted, entirely covered with bloom
ing roses, with her own weakness and
with death, while her eyes beamed still
with deep love of life, and she lis
tened delightedly to the measures Of
the latest opera.
There the young girls with an unnat-
ural bloom on their sunken cheeks ex-
changed glances with the Partisan dan
dies who were lettering about, and
made arrangements for trip to Monte
Carlo. 1t seemed to me as if the Reap
err glided through that crowd and select
ed his sacrifices for the coming days.
One seldom hears of a death occurring
at Nice, but here and there q we'll
known face disappears from amongst
the throng, and in that picturesque
little cemetery new mound arises, or
the train carries its sad burden to dis
tant northern home.
had seen enough of the Nice bath
ing public! l turned again to the sea.
Carriages were driving slowly about.
Under a parasol, adorned with fresh
violets, beheld her of the golden curls.
The carriage passed close by me. This
time l caught q glimpse of the lovely
face, framed in a coquettish hat, turned
with happy smile toward her vis-a-vis,
an elegant young man.
Seated next the lady was our spec
tacled friend, who gazed indifferently
at the evening sky, Indifferent was
| he also to the Irritation of the two
others. Carriage, coachman and foot
man all looked first-class. It was no
hired coach, but private one; that was
clear.
TO RE CONTINUED.