Evening journal., 1892-11-01

"But don't want you to be disap-
pointed, DEAR" the shade of anxiety re-
turning to her face. Gas l said before,
want you to go just the same. 1t will
be enough if l am here to entertain Aunt
Martha"
"Go without your" with extreme dis
approval-"when l had planned the trip
almost wholly on your account"
sand with never thought of trouty
regarding him with smiling mockery.
"Well, quite incidentally, of course
remembered that there were trout wait
ing to be caught" he laughingly ad-
mitted. "But want you with me all
the same. All the trout in the creeks
could not console me for going without
you. And you need a change, too, Nita.
You have not been away all this summer;
and in this altitude it won't do" regard
ing her with fond solicitude.
"And do look like physical wreck"
standing, tall and hthe before him,
laughingly challenging his glance. That
his eyes found her well worth their look.
ing she could not but read in his linger-
ing gaze. Blooming health was evident
in every line Of her grandly developed
form, in her glowing eyes, and in the
smiling, red Tipped mouth.
"What a splendid woman you are
Anitap he exclaimed with unwonted
passion, taking her hand and pressing it
gently against his cheek. Her dark face
flushed with delight at the caressing
touch. She was full Of that tropical
passion that must always be seeking ex-
preston, while he, having comfortably
subsided into the placid content of the
married man, was more prone to hold
up the cheek than to press the kiss. He
had an impression that they INDUCED in
a great deal Of philandering for a couple
TO whom had been given time to outlive
their honeymoon, but only the jealous
heart Of the wife noted on which side
fell the balance Of caressing.
"And you will go, Don, querido?" she
murmured insistently, her fingers tight
ening tenderly around his.
"Out of the question" he carelessly re-
turned, releasing his hand as he peered
through the vines to see who opened the
gate.
1.-The Rogerses," muttered Anita inn
patiently. These were people whom she
never cared to welcome.
1.-THE Rogerses," echoed Donald, in a
very different tone, not at all sympa
thizing with his wife's prejudice in this
particular.
"Love among the roses-how delight
fulr cried Mrs. Rogers, as she tripped up
the walk, followed by her husband, her
soft, small voice affecting Mrs. Bartel's
nerves as sulphuric acid does chalk
Good evening, both of you Don't
move, Mr.. Bartels, you look so com.
Portable. Why should you disturb your
self for a couple of old cronies like Joe
and me? If We're smoking, with my
heels up, and you came. would moi
bulge, l can tell you" with a pretty
ripping sound in her throat that was
more like bird song than like laughter
81 think must come and see, laughed
her host, with the easy familiarity al
men assumed toward her, as he offered Z
chair.
"Well. l won't promise positively az
to the heels, with little oblique glance
into his eyes from the shade Of her broa,
brimmed hat, as she nestled back in th'
chair, rocking with childish abandon
"but if you viii come soon, with you
pockets full of cigarettes, we'll see abou
it."
She was a dainty little creature, scarc
five feet high, her girishness considera
bly, increased in appearance by prett,
school girl sort Of gown, considerabl.
shorter than the fashionable length o
the time. She seemed like a spoile'
child, a creature meant only for petting
with her innocent, yellowish brown eyes
and the carelessly smiling mouth show
ing her small white teeth. Il seemed a
If she could never be held half account
able for whatever audacious word SD
might utter
"You may expect me-" laughed Don
aid, with furtive glance at his wife
That Anita heard and disapproved wa
plain to him in a certain tighienin
about the lines of her mouth. II onl
she could acquire the comfortable, laisse
faire spirit that he enjoyed!
do you smoke, Mrs. Bartelsy aske
Mrs Rogers matter OF iactly, turnin
to her The glance of Anita's blac
eyes might have been as bad as a cuff o
the ear to a more sensitive person. bu
Mrs. Rogers cared not whit for wha
she termed that lady's airs. Donalt
after the first shock Of incredulou
amazement. burst ont laughing, G,
quisitely tickled with the incongruity &
the idea Dr. Rogers leaned toward hi
wife with an expostulatory why. Dot
and Anita smiled family. us If courtcou
Is disposed to treat the question as
Joke. but finding it hard to 90 50
"What remarkably singular ide
tou must have of ne:' she said slowly
"Oh. not at all ! had an idea tina
III Mexican ladies smoked.
"But my father was an Americana
vou know. and naturally ! Inherited
lew American prejudices And then
was ,ransplanted when was 50 ver
Young. you can hardly count me Me-
.can.
"One could never .hink You anythin
else. with your complexion and tho'
magnificent eyes. with the nrusqr
uaivete Of a child
'eli grucias. s!gnora. with smilia