Los Angeles herald., 1891-08-05
A GIRL FROM REDHORSE.

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find myself more and more interested
in him. 1t is not, am sure. his-do you
know any noun corresponding to the ad-
jective "handsome?"-one does not like to
say "beauty" when speaking of man.
He is handsome enough, heaven knows; /
should not even care to trust you with him
-faithfulest of all possible wives that you
are-when he looks his best, as he always
does. Nor do l think the fascination of
his manners has much to do with it. You
recollect that the charm of art inheres in
that which is indefinable, and to you and
me, my dear Irene, fancy there is rather
less of that in the branch of art under con-
sideration than to girls in their first season.
I fancy know how my fine gentleman
produces many of his effects, and could
perhaps instruct him to heighten them
Nevertheless, his manner is something
truly delightful suppose what interests
mo chiefly is the mans brains. His con-
versation is the best / have ever heard and
altogether unlike any ones else. He seems
to know everything as indeed he ought,
for he has been everywhere, read every
thing, seen all there is to see-sometimes /
think rather more than is good for him
and had acquaintance with the queerest
peoplel And then his voice-Irene, when
hear it actually feel as If l ought to have
paid at the door, though of course it is my
own door.
July 3.
I fear my remarks about Dr. Barritz
must have been, being thoughtless, very
silly, or you would not have written of
him with such levity, not to say disre-
spect. Believe me, dearest, he has more
dignity and seriousness (of the kind, |
mean, which is not inconsistent with q
manner sometimes playful and always
charming) than any of the men that you
and ever met. And young Raynor-you
knew Raynor at Monterey-tells me that
the men all like him, and that he is treated
with something like Difference everywhere
There is a mystery too-something about
his connection with the Blavatsky people
in northern India. Raynor either would
not or could not tell me the particulars
infer that DR.. Barritz is thought-don't
you dare to laugh-a magicianl Could
anything be finer than that9
An ordinary mystery is not, of course
as good as scandal, but when it relates
to dark and dreadful practices-to the ex-
ercise of unearthly powers-could any
thing be more piquant? 1t explains, too
the singular influence the man has upon
me. 1t is the indefinable in. his art-black
artl Seriously, dear, quite tremble when
he looks me full in the eyes with those un-
fathomable orbs of his which l have al
ready vainly attempted to describe to you
How dreadful il he have the power to
make one fall in love Do you know if the
Blavatsky crowd have that power-outside
of Sepoy?
July 16.
The strangest thing! Last evening while
aunt was attending one of the hotel hops
Il hate them) DR.. Barritz called 1t was
scandalously late-I actually believe he had
talked with aunty in the ballroom and
learned from her that was alone. l had
been all the evening contfiving how to
worm out of him the truth about his con-
nection with the Thugs in Sepoy, and all of
that black business, but the moment he
fixed his eyes on me, for admitted him,
I'm ashamed to say was helpless. ]
trembled. blushed. Lob, Irenel irene!
I love the man beyond expression, and you
know how it is YOURSELF
FANCY 1, an ugly duckling from Red
horse-daughter, they say, of old "Calam-
ity Jim"-certainly his heiress, with no
living relation but an absurd old aunt
who spoils me thousand and fifty ways
absolutely destitute Of everything but
81 100000 and a hope in Paris-I, darling,
to Love god like himl My dear, if 1 had
you here 1 could tear your hair out with
modification.
am convinced that he is aware of my
feeling, for he staid but a few moments,
said nothing but what another man might
have said half as well, and, pretending
that he had an engagement, went away /
learned today "a little bird told me-the
bell boy) that he went straight to bed.
How does that strike you as an evidence
of exemplary habits?
July IT,
That little wretch Raynor called yester-
day, and his babble set me almost wild.
He never runs down-that is to say, when
he does run down score of regulations
more or less he does not pause between one
reputation and the next. (By the way, he
inquired about you, and his manifestations
of interest in you had, confess, good
deal of genuine vraisemblance.) Mr.. Ray
nor observes no game laws; like the death
which he would infict if ISLANDERS were
fatal, he has all seasons for his own. But
like him, for we knew one another at
Eedhorse. when we were young and true
hesrted and barefooted He was known in
those fair days as "Giggles." and 10 Irenel
can you ever forgive me?-I was called
"Gunny" God knows why; perhaps in
aliusion to the material of my pinafores;
perhaps because the name is an clliteration
with "Giggles,S sac Gig and l were insep-
arabic playmates, and the miners may
have Thought it delicate compliment to
recognize some kind of relationship be-
tween us.
Later we took in third-another of ad-
versity's brood who, like Garrick between
tragedy and comedy, had a chronic inabili-
ty to adjudicate the rival claims Ito him
self of frost and famine. Between him
and the grave there was seldom anything
more than u single suspender and the hope
of a meal, which would at the same time
support life and make it insupportable.
He literally picked up precarious living
for himself and an aged mother by "chlor-
id:ng the Dumps" that is to say, the
saciners permitted him to search the heaps
of gaste rock for such pieces of "pay ore"
AS INd been overlooked, and these he
sacked mp and sold at the Syndicate mill.
He became member of our firm
."Gunny, ,Giggles & Dumps" thenceforth--
through my favor for l could not then,
nor can l now, be Indifferent to his cour-
age and prowess in defending against Gig
gses the immemorial right of his sex to in
suit a strange and unprotected female
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