Evening journal., 1892-11-02
siderate Of

buttoned and unbuttOned, wakened and
slept
In the hope of finding letter from
Donald, Anita had walked down to his
Office IN the afternoon There had come
but a note from him. another hurried
scrawl, to say that he had joined party
which was going over the range for
few days TO hunt bear. For Anita there
was grain of comfort in the reflection
that Mrs. Rogers was not likely to go
hunting bears, although, indeed, she
could believe her capable Of even that.
1t was a close. hot afternoon, when the
flies stuck maddeningly 10 perspiring
humanity. Mr.. Carlton, who had been
enjoying his pipe and magazine in MS
shirt sleeves, was scrambling into his
coat, with an expression of mild martyr
DOM as he came forward to offer Mrs
Bartels a chair and a fan.
"And so Don has really had an adven.
ture?" he began. with a lazy chuckle.
He was q most excellent man, full Of
charitable kindness toward all the world,
but he dearly loved good dish Of gossip.
II was his one redeuming vice, Donald
used laughingly TO declare. WHAT
have you not heardy as Anita looked up
in mute surprise. "No, 1 suppose he has
not had time to write yet; or perhaps he
means to keep it under cover; if so, don't
tell him that gave it away-but really
it is too good to keep"
"Wen, don't keep it for a moment
then, smiling perplexedly, in sympathy
with his evident enjoyment "Do tell
me at once.
"Well, what do you think of Bartels
who went away for rest and recreation,
mind-getting lost on Ute peak, and
wandering around above timber line all
night"
"But 1t is quite impossible" cried
Anita, pale at the idea, "Donald is over
the range, hunting bear"
Carlton laughed with cheerful incre-
dulity. Hunting his grandmother he
cried, grown quite reckless Of his speech
in the excitement of his news. 81 had it
from fellow who was one Of the party
and who saw him when he done it'-as
the small boy averred in support of his
story Of Jonah's swallowing the whale
This fellow stopped over for the night,
on his way TO Denver. and had the luck
to run across him just in time TO hear
the story. IL appears the Rogerses goi
up a party TO ascend the peak. and Bar
tells, who is staying with them, this fel-
low told me, was one of the crowd. II
was rather late when the party started
10 make the descent, and Mrs. Rogers
who was rather used up, hung back
while Bartels was gallant enough 10 keeI
her company. Somewhere among the
bowlder fields the rest Of the outfit goi
out of sight, and, in trying a short cui
to overtake them, Bartels and Mrs,
Rogers lost the trail, and did not succeed
in getting themselves found till o'clocl
the next morning. A new version Of tn,
babes in the wood, with a callous laugh
at their plight, "only there were no bird,
above timber line to cover them will
leaves, worse luck for tnem."
"You are sure there is no mistake
about this?" Anita's face was CHASTITY
This man who told you was really ont
of the partyT
! "Yes; although he did not really be
/ long to the Rog srs outfit. He had en-
, gagged a guide to go up the Peak by him
self, when DR.. Rogers, wanting the sam
r man for the same day, compromised b.
! inviting this fellow to go with them
. But you need lot look so frightened
! Mrs. Bartels Don is all right. He di'
not even take cold. 1 asked after hin
particularly. Aad all's well that end
. we'll"
I 'Yes, all's well that ends well" re
. peated Anita DULY. 1t seemed to her tina
p the end of all things had come, tha
Z chaos was staring her I'm the face. Sh
1 had a strange sense Of faintness and OF
/. preston; duh blur seemed dancing bc
r fore her eyes; and the fingers nervousl
tracing the pattern of the wrought gol
n Of her sun umbrella top were wealIl
4 trembling. Her face felt as If it ha
n petrified She had n vague convictio
"a that if sheon relaxed her hold on Ga
" little conventional smile fixed on he
II stiff lips, she could never recover
. again-that she would go on unsmilin
n for evermore. Il thought perhaps thel
% might be a letter for me here" she lis
% lessly added, moving 10 go.
mo; you could hardly expect him
4 spare time for letters" with anothe
b Jolly laugh "Really, it is too goo'
i. Perhaps ought not to have given hin
away; but, upon my word, it SCENE
>, too bad that you should not enjoy Il
= joke too"
g She enjoy ,he joke! Was the ma
4. cracked? "Ycs, it wonld have been
II pity for me to have missed it" with
I white Tipped smile.
y Carlton stared meditatively at Il
# open door after his visitor had pass,
g out. "Unlcss the signs fail, there is
bad quarter Of an hour ahead for Ba
~ tells, he muttered, lazily amused, Ear
le serves him r:ght-the ass a man mu
ys be saved from drowning, even If one
+, Obliged to pnll his hair IN doing IT. ar
h good. cle;n drown is nothing. COZ
c. pared with dip in the dirty paddles
o. | OroGelphian gossip. One would hard
III have rcchoacl Bartcls non conpC
/. either" De ihoughtnlly added, lnoc
re- ing the ashes from his pipe; but th
y little Rodgers wretch, expressive
" uausing, wi le be impatienly twitch
D. 4 Na.ai.s