Evening journal., 1892-11-02

selves as to her well being, and who
were proud of her in their way, to think
Of loving the dark faced girl, with her
stormy, tropical temper.
And Anita, looking back to the sum
merland of her childhood, where the
slow moving folk always had time for
sweet courtesy and tender words, and
women seemed TO live but to be loved,
felt her life cry and starved, a troubled,
colorless dream, until Donald had come,
like the prince Of the fairy tale, to bid
her wake to love and life. That had
been two years ago, and now for a year
and half they had been married, until
this time never separated for more than
a day. But it was best now, by far,
Anita repeated to herself, with a little
sigh; Donald, with all his sunny good
nature, would be driven mad by Aunt
Martha. If only she would come at
once and get the visit, in part at least,
well over before Donald came homel
A ring at the doorbell brought her
eagerly to her feet. 1t might be tele-
gram from the dreaded guest. She had
not thought Of hearing from Donald this
first day, when he had not been ten
hours gone, but ranchman had brought
her a note from him.
"Oh, where did you see Mr.. Bartels?
What was he doing? Had he caught
any trouty breathlessly hurling the
questions at the astonished man, her
face aglow with delight.
The man stared and grinned. His
woman-as, after the bucolic style Of the
west, he denominated the faded, spirit
less creature whom an inscrutable Prov
idence had permitted him to wear out
with work and child bearing-was not
given TO any such unreasoning ebulli-
tions of excitement. He thought it
quite childish and feeble minded in
deed, but so long as it did not emanate
from his woman, amusing withal In
the different codes which men devise for
the proper conduct Of their own and
their neighbors' wives, the latter will
generally be found the more elastic and
liberal.
"Wall, met IN up nigh Longman's
long about noon, n they hedn't done no
fshin' yet They was moseyin' on to
Longman's for grub. They say the fish
ms way up this year" he added medi-
tatively, turning to go, but l amt
keepin' cases on trout myself. Dried
herrin' is good enough for me, and lots
easier to ketch," with parting grin, as
he ambled off.
The note proved TO be no mere after
thought Of tenderness on Donald's part
1t was altogether practical and to the
point:
DEAR NTTA-I forgot my field glass. Pleas,
send it over to Mrs. Rogers. who viii see that
| get IL. Hastily. Dos.
But Of course there had been no time
for philandering, Anita disappointedly
reflected He had scrawled his reques
on the back of an old let ter while the
ranchman, no doubt, impatiently waited
Naturally, he could not fill the page
with love making.
Shesdecided that she would do Don
AIDS errand herself, partly because a
the moment there was nobody available
to send, but more to satisfy an aclrnowl
edged curiosity to know what especia
means Of communication Mrs. Rogers
who was to visit on a ranch in another di
rection, might enjoy with these rambler
in the mountains. In the subtitle dis
tinctions of the feminine mind a certain
degree Of friendly intimacy is suggeste,
in "iust running in without stopping tC
dress, as one friend says to another, il
half apology for the call in cotton gown
( Mrs Rogers. in her easy way, nigh
visit Mrs. Bartols in this wise, but Mrs
Bartels was stately and unapproachabl
in her elegant toilet when she went T.
see Mrs. Rogers.
Dr. Rogers residence was in rooms ad
joining his Office, on the main street q
the town, although somewhat remove
from the business center. Mrs. Bartel
found the small woman coolly ensconce
on the door steps, lazily waving pair
leaf fan.
Have you come to mingle your tear
with mine:" she called out, as soon a
Mrs Bartels was within sound of he
voice 1T is sinothering in the hous,
Tut | suppose you would not care to hay
me invite You to spread your black lac
On the door step How did you ever &C
courage to put it on such a day as this!
indolently scrambling to her feet an
holding open the screen door. Mrs. Bal
tells shuddered at the tone Of familia
( good fellowship.
, Il won't consign you TO asphyxia," " sh
, said, with a chill smile. Il have onl
, come on an errand, and cannot stay.
have n small package for Mr.. Bartel
which he said you would SEQ that he r.
, ceived"
( "Oh, then he told you how they pc
! suaded me to change my plans at Il
last moment and tag after them: D.
I found that he could have the cabin rigl
! now, and nothing would do but mu
+ pack up and go. He never can be pc
, suaded to so anywhere without Inc.
! tell him it would be a good deal bett'
q if he would be rs sensible as your hu
! band"
+ Unless Mr.. Bartels went without L
now it would have been impossible f
p him to have gone at all, his wife G
: planned, her manner degree more chi
. Il am expecting visit from an aur
/ and it was impossible for me to go wi
n him."
q Certainly; ! understand" with h