The record-union., 1891-05-10

Many Ola cQurcneS were sought out, ana
beautiful walks were taken in the morn
ing when the air was heavy with the per-
fume of a thousand flowers.
He had grown very fond of Amparo in
his boyish way, but knew she only re-
garded him in a "bon comradie' fash
ion. The Sonora treated him in a moth
erly way as she would have done to a
brother of Amparo's, and he, although
Worshlplng Amparo, Sti1ed, or tried to,
! in his heart this love, and acted always
happy to be with her as friend, doubt
less thinking his love expressed, meant
exile from her.
| Wednesday morning before the ball of
| the carnival, to which he was to escort
| Amparo and her mother, he strolled in to
| help or hinder her in her preparations,
| but finding her just arranging some flow
ers, he seated himself on the steps of
! their room door that opened on tree
| shaded court, but giving fine view of
the street opposite and the various passers
| by.
| He held his cap in his hand, and the
sunbeams fiickered through the tree
| leaves on his golden, close-cropped curlS;
| his blue eyes raised to Amparo every
| second or so as he made his remarks in a
descriptive tone that amused her inn
menSely.
'.Ah, here comes Herr Wilhelm; beastly
! bad form for him to be carnivalling
around when his poor wife has not been
under the violetS for week. Thought
| 1t would be cheaper to bury her than to
! give her nice time with other folks. He
might go to the ball as weeping will
| ow,' he continued refectively. 1--WE
could 'twig his boughs' and tell him in
! stanter, My jove, here comes Colonel
| Graham. Graham gem, eh? No end of a
cake All, SenorIta, a million pardons.
l forgot he was one worshiping at your
shrine"
''Oh, don't stop on my account" said
Amparo. 81 love to hear my friends
called names when l feel 1 ought to be
| pOlite.'
Cats paw, am T." said Elmer. "Well,
| | won't claw any more for your delec-
ton, for the widow ISlingham is sailing
this way, and will tack ship"
Just then the fair widow called out:
"Ah, good morning, Mr.. Stone, you
are at the shrine early. Is it a mass
meeting or confession for two?"
Elmer bit his lip savagely as the ran
dom shot speeded home. AS the poet
says:
ga random shot by archer sent
Finds mark the archer little meant"
Amparo came forward to greet her Wis
itor, remarking, with a laughing glance
at Elmer, 1--WE were boring each other
fearfully, Mrs. Islingham. l am glad to
| see you. Won't you take this chair?''
| well, Mr.. Stone" continued the lively
widow, noticing the heightened color on
| his bronzed cheek, ''are you going to the
! ball as Columbus or as an unsuccessful"
| LAS |, and the Senorita here as the ap-
! pie of it," retOrted Elmer quickly, think
| ing by picking up the widows weapons
he could make better fight to hide his
! true feelings"
Master and pupil, eh?" said Mrs.
| Islingham not to be brow-beaten.
"Adios,,' said Elmer, arising, ''the
| ArnO is deep enough to hide me from
those puns? co." bowling gracefully to
! both ladies.
AS he left the widow remarked, looking
| curiously at Amparo: ''You are very
| good friends, are you not? What pity
his poverty prevents his marriage"
Amparo warmly defended her favorite
by saying: II do not think Mr.. Stone
care for the girl. He is too conscientious
for that.'
May be So" remarked the widow,
struggling her pretty shoulders.
After some few remarks she left as she
caught sight of Colonel Graham crossing
the street. He was a desirable pd9ti for
matrimony, although Elmer had Won
her fancy. But we won't expose the
widows private feelings.
The evening came, and the Andrea
| Dorea Palace was well filled with the
| gay-masked thrOng. After dancing Am
paro was resting against the balcony,
| and Elmer stood tanning her. She wore
q very black lace domino that showed
her graceful figure, the lace on the head
| just revealing her beautiful eyes and
scarlet mouth.
Elmer, as a courtier of Louis VS.
reign, was looking handsome, but his
! blue eyes were rather more wistful than
| happy, as he looked at Amparo. Just
! then the gong sounded for supper, and the
| CAV tnFOnO turQpd descend the orr md
staircase to the supper rooms below
/ a fair toiIe," IN cap and bells, just
then gave a hurried mischiegous push
against tall gentleman in a silver and
pink domino. He, turning to retaliate
| with some remark, stepped on Amparo's s
| Lace drapery, tearing q large piece away.
| He stopped, lace in hand, to apologize, as
| the crowd pushed on, just giving him
time to give one pardOn-aslking glance
| into Amparo'S beautiful eyes.
| She colOred, under her lace mask, as
| she recognized the same blue, earnest
! eyes Of the traveller met some two months
| ago.
But she had little time for reflection, as
| Elmer grumbled about clumsy fellows
and stupid people, he, meanwhile, Won
dering at her silence, as he knew it had
| spoiled the lace.
! All, his own heart would not have been
! lighter had he known Of those two
! glance meetings, or of the heartache in
/! store for him in the coming years, before
| other eyes had helped to heal the wound
made by Amparo. The futures pain is
| mercifully hid from us by a wise, over
| ruling ProYidence-'A Providence that
| shapes our ends, rough hew them as we
| Will.'
A weaver that gathers the loose ends of
! our lives and SO prevents tangled snarl
| IN the Skein of life's events.