Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1892-11-05


bed a little hole through il with his
finger and peeped at her.
She was standing in the doorway
peeping about the room, ana she was
the young lady with the yellow shoes,
She was slowly sweeping the room
with along glance, only her head muy-
ing her figure firmly erect, her right
thumb in her belt and her lett hand
hanging lay her side and lightly clasp
ing a little leather thong which vas
wound about her knucldes
As to her head-that lovely head ~.,n
strong brown hair curling up crispiy
under her sailor hat deucatply rouuued
cheeks and gravely pouuus lips-i, WAS
an image of soft delicious beauty, Al
her side sat little pug dog ON its
launches gaSpiug and rolling its eyes.
She cast q hurried glance at the gen
tlcman reading the paper, ami walked
into the room looking mtenuy about
the floor
What shall she say" thought Ber
! tram, as she passed him in her search,
If were to ask ner what she was
looking for calamity Offer to help her
find it! But IN spare her that
She was certainly hunting borough
/ ly. She moved several of the chairs
, drew up the lace curtains and looked
under them, peered into alll the corners.
When she had search everywhere she
Strengthened herself with sigh, with
one last reluctant look about the room,
, and calling TO uer pug Come along
dearest. 1t isn't here" departed.
Beruam laid down his paper and
looked after her She appeared TO him
to have "a singular amount of sang iroid,
also "a very graceful back.
Il must give it to her this evening,
he thought I'm wrap it up in paper
and tie one ul the ribbons around ii
that are on that handkerchief case Mil
~ gave me. Then II she asks MEAS
OF course, she will-what fl is, say,
carelessIy, Oh, nothing! just little
triile / think belongs TO you Don
hurry to open 1t. Have yoa noticed
what a beautiful night it ISL"
And SO III engage her in absorbing
conversation. But if the conversation
lis not sufficiently absorbing, and she be
/ gins TO open it | must lice from the
wrath to come. And when next / meet
her, dying to speak or even to bow to
her there win be a wall of ice raised
between us, Such is the irony of fate. "
Al O'Clock Mr., Lamar came slowly
down the broad stairs, looking as hand
some as the young Dionysius in his
Il a.
and a white pink IN his buttonhole The
| hall was full of moving figures and "a
blaze of light and color,
Mr. Lamar was too pcrturbcd TO
mingle with the gay, loud-yoiced laugh
| ing crowd. He wished for solitude
and directed his steps toward the little
Writing-rOom He had not wrapped
the treasure in paper nor, tied it with
ribbon from his handkerchief case
He had not done anything with it. He
did not dare.
The sight Of its owner might inspire
him to the desperate pitch of boldly of
ferng it to her, or to suggest TO him
some cunning way of returning it with
out betraying the identity Of the find
er With these ideas in his mind he
carried it stil in his pocket, in com
pany with his keys
The gas in the writing room was not
lit Mr.. Lamar went to the open win
dow. just outside it, on the balcony
was the young lady who had worn the
yellow shoes. She was reading ANA
rocking her pug in her lap.
As she read she absenty pulled the
pug's ears, which lay with It's eyes half
open auo It's head against her arm.
II beg Your pardon, said Lamar
suddenly, from the window.
The lady looked up with raised eye
brows Of polite inquiry
~ have something of yours, said the
young man, desperately, and in low
tone.
Yes? What is it,
IL don't quite know. Or rather
Well But-Um ! didn't like to leave
it at the office. ] thought" He lean
ed out Of the window with MS closed
hand extended Here it is"
She held out her hand and he dropped
il in She looked and gave an exclama-
ton of joy that caused the pug 10 jump
to the ground.
oh, how glad l am. Thanks 50
much, thanks awfully. / was afraid it
was lost, isn't that lucky and she
looked affecuonately at the returned
treasure with her head on on sid
There was lighto enough Sc her
face distinctly She did not exhibit
sign of embarrassment, not the ghost Of
a blush Lamar felt sudden chill of
disappointment and disapprObation,
You fourd it in thereT' she said in
dicating the wriung-room, and looking
at him with frank, candid eyes Yes,
there's where it was lost"
IL supposed so, said Lamar, with
"a wan smile.
II value this very much" she went
on, turning it over in her hand
II should imagine So"
You see there is only one like T.
There is not q single duplicate any
where