Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1891-12-02
A NATURAL BLUNDER.
Miss Burgoyne's Clay Models and
the Trouble They Caused.

As Gerald DubraSSet was walking
along secluded path in the environ.
q Florence he heard some one moan
He glanced through the bushes and
saw a young girl seated on one of the
rustic benches. Her head was thrown
back and there was an expression OF
pain on her face. She was simply bu,
neatly clad, and portfolio lay on the
bench beside her.
Ae approached her, lifted his hat and
kindly said:
~fou seem to be in distress. Can /
be of any service to your"
She looked up, her soft gray eyes
searching his bronzed, handsome face.
"Sir, i have sprained my ankle
and badly SO, / am afraid" she said,
speaking with considerable effort,
though her voice was none the less
sweet Il did it while clam boring over
the rocks"
III order carriage" he said
He hailed public conveyance and
gently helped her into it. He seated
himself opposite to her and tried to en-
gage her in conversation but found
her disposed to be reticent; perhaps
because she was suffering more likely
Il
twice he caught her furtively scanning
his face, as If she was becoming inter
ested in him.
The discovery pleased him. for he was
very much impressed in her favor.
She was not very handsome, nor
especially graceful, and yet there was
something about her face that pleased,
and much about her manner that was
tadylike.
When they reached the cottage in
which she lived he assisted her out OF
the carriage. She did not trust to
bear her weight upon her sprained
ankle, and so she leaned heavily upon
him.
A pretty little waiting maid came
running to the door, quite ex cited. and
yet not forgetting to courtesy to the
handsome stranger
''Oh. Miss Burgoyne, what has hap
pened?" she cried, her hands nervously
clasped in front of her
DO not be alarmed" her mistress
said; II have merely sprained my
ankle"
''Shall send doctor?" asked Mr.
Oubrasset
y
said Also compensate the driver.
She added, as she extended her purse
Never mind" said Mr. Dubrasset
'@I'u settle with linn"
maria, pay the driver" ordered Mis-.
Burgoyne.
The girl took the purse and paid the
man, who waved his hand and drove
away.
May call to inquire how You arc
getting along?" asked Mr.. Dubrasset
E'fhe doctor Will inform you" she
ssntentiously said.
piqued expression came TO hi,
5rOnzed face.
"I'n help you into the house." h,
"Tll lean on Maria" was the replv
Her tone was firm, but not repclIant
de laughed softly and said:
81 consider myself summarily dis
missed"
Miss Burgoyne was already leanin,
On the waiting arm She turned
50 the stranger, the blood filling he
face, the gray eyes softening won
.drously.
"Do not think me rude" she said. al.
most appealingly. II haven't ever
thanked You" She paused moment
and then added: Yes, you may call.
Mr. Dubrasset bowed and withd Ire ~
while Miss Burgoyne entered the hons.
IA labOriOus way, olutching Mari.
tightly az every spasm Of pain.
When he called tho next dav n
found her reclining in an easy-chair
her bandaged foot resting on n basqoc1,
She welcomed him with a smile. an,
extended her small, white, capable
looking hand.
You rested well2" he aszed. earnes
sympathy in his tone.
ooh, yes" she replied. "'The docto
says III be about in a few days. Pra
be seated"
The room was cory and inviting
not quite boudoir and not entirely n
ateiier.
'Oh, you are an artist" ne exclaime
On a pleased tone.
He walked to the easel and exarr
tned an almost finished picture. IL wa
market scene i'm Flanders Som
F'easants were chafering with tn
market woman over their purchase,
u was in the gray Of the early morr
ting, and a candle was still sputterin
on the table.
That Is very fine" he said. "AIlo,
me"
As BE spoke lac picked up brush an
dipped IL into the colors
Oh don't please." she uneasuy e.
claimed, "uqlessz'