Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1891-08-15

thanks in order to avoid the large contri-
button of fluff and chicken feathers with
which she endowed him, but rid of the
grateful family, the neighbors who came
to talk it over and the strangers who
called to inquire what had happened,
Reuben put into the back room for re-
pairs and q serious consultation was held
with Mr.. Trabb, the tailor, who was
good enough to step over.
"Well, SIR" said Mr.. Trabb. with a
diplomatic air, "them pants viii come
out right. don't say all that inf don't
complicate matters, but can bring 'em
round, only it will take time"
"How much, Trabb?" asked sfr. Spicer,
who was managing the affair.
"'Bout an hour" said Trabb, and car
ried off the garments.
It was two hours and a half before he
returned with them. Meanwhile it was
discovered that old Mrs. Betty, the
brewers stout mother, had been sitting
on the coat and vest, that the hat had
been rubbed the wrong way and that the
shoes would not dry. A toilet was
made at last, but by no means the spruce
affair of the early evening, and poor
Reuben, who had calculated on having
such good opportunity for his wooing,
and such q happy time with Beulah, ar
rived at the Bartons' at last to be re-
ceived by Mrs. Barton with the informa-
ton that every one had gone down to
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just going down with her, but would
naturally enjoy herself more with gen.
tleman.
Little Miss Smith was fifteen. Perhaps
she enjoyed herself, but poor Reuben did
not. Very near him sat Beulah, SO en-
tirely absorbed in the conversation of a
tall gentleman with fine features and q
large mustache and very expressive eyes,
that she did not even look at him.
He discovered after a while that the
gentleman was Mr.. Du Bois, from Texas,
who was visiting relatives in Mulberry,
and that he had devoted himself to Beu-
lah all the evening, and it occurred to
him that he might have been a favored
humACk AOk bOuA0 tlilCs a5 Al1b A1AChOo
were neighbors of the Bartons. At all
events Beulah had no eyes for any one
else. 1t never occurred to him that be-
ing piqued and offended by his late ar
rival she was revenging herself. He
could not know that charming and chival.
rous as Mr.. Du Bois certainly was, 80
much more conscious than were any of
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expected every man to do his duty at an
evening party, her every thought was
with him, recreant though he was. While
Du Bois paid her compliments that were
poems and lowered his voice and looked
into her eyes. she kept asking herself how
Reuben felt, and hoping that he was suf-
feriHg pangs of jealousy.
After while she intended to forgive
him if he were sufficiently penitent, but
not readily, not easily. Why should she,
who could make such an impression ON
q splendid man like Du Bois?
Not until this wonderful Du Bois was
gone did poor Reuben get an opportunity
to approach Beulah.
"You have not even said How do You
dor to me, nor have wished you many
happy returns of the day." he said.
"Ah," she said coldly; ~ did not know
you were here"
"You were too well entertained to
notice me, suppose he retorted.
"Iwas certainly very well entertained"
she answered. "Ah, those southern gen.
tlemen are so charming when you come
to know them"
"And Mr.. Du Bois is an intimate friend,
I presumeY' said Reuben.
Recently" replied Beulah, purposely
looking conscious.
Trifles light as air are to the jealous
confirmation strong as proofs of holy
writ.
Reuben said to himself: "She likes
him. She will marry him. He has driven
me out of her heart"
He looked gloomily down at the toes
Of the shoes which had taken the place
Of those in which he had descended into
the well to rescue the lost fisherman.
Had Beulah noticed that he came late
he would have told her why. But now
he thought why should he? She did not
care.
Meanwhile she was longing for an ex-
PLANTATION that should give her an excuse
for forgiving him then and there. She
asked herself why did he not speak or
sit down beside her or do something?
She was SO vexed that he did not that
she could scarcely keep from stamping
her little foot, and an evil spirit prompted
her to say:
"There is something in ancestry. Mr..
Du Bois comes of family, no member of
which has ever worked at trade or
kept shop, or even followed profession
for pecuniary reasons. think one could
tell it by the way he carries himself,
don't your
II don't know; I'm the son of a shop
keeper, you remember" Reuben answer
cd. "Not judge of such matters. Good
evening""
He was gone, and instead Of sitting
down to talk things over with her mother,
as that lady expected she would, Beulah
rushed to her own room. threw her new
blue dress into a corner, and without
even brushing her hair, hid herself be-
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