Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1892-04-23

and olu-tiae courtesy about his atten.
tions that addressed itself 70 Mrs. Tressy.
lins patrician tastes
.AIl very different" shs shook her
lead aud said to Lulu, ~from the cheap
msnnerisms Of these shoddy days. How
sind and courteous TO spend 90 mnth
time with lonely old lady on the gal.
terry, when the bellies are longing for 9
glimpse Of him in the salons!"
His blooded bays were always at her
disposal. and many pleasant drive did
] she take behind them He and Lulu to-
Eether would help her down the gallery
and into the cart As he spun away he
always looked back to see il Lulu was
watching. and was always rewarded with
smile. for Lulu was always watching
As for Norman's enjoyment of these
irives-Mrs. Tressylin was far from stu
pid. yet she might have been a mute or
machine so far as her company counted
with him. He managed to listen enough
/ to make sensible answers when ques
toned, and to throw into the midst oi
! his own remarks some sensible generali
| ties that were of standard value in con.
versation. But his thoughts were not in
The carriage with Mrs. Tressylin; they
were always ahead OF his team. no mat
ter how fast he drove--back at the stile
where Lulu would come to help him with
! mis- charge To be sure he needed no
nelp, for what WAS Mrs Tressylins
weight on his arms But she would ho
there, with her interest, her solictude,
| her smiles-she would be there and al his
side; that was enough
Once, when he was lifting Mrs. Trrssy.
lin from the step, she tottered. and Lulu
in her fright caught his arm and held il
with all the strength in her snowy dig.
its. What bliss 1t was worth hun.
/ dred long. stupid drives.
That nights ball Was the grandest of
the season, but Norman did not attend
he gave instead his company to Mrs.
/ Tressylin. Useless thoughtfulness, for
Mrs. Tressylin was not alone-Lulu was
! with her
Sitting with them on the gallery, no
could see the festivities scarcely stones
throw otf-the lighted ballroom, tho
dower-draped windows, and the whirling
throng within. He was not vain man,
/ but he felt sure he was missed in there
but what was it all, Miss Dressell's dia.
monds and everything else in the world.
to this? No glimpse he had Of the mer.
ry-makers, no strains he caught of the
rich music that foated to him across the
moonlit space, made him once regret that
he was an absentee.
And what change had come over
Lulu? Save her dress, there was not
about her single trace Of the lady's
maid; and when Mrs. Tressylin retired
she did not obsequiousIy follow, but re-
manned on the gallery talking TO NOI.
man.
And how well she talked II Norman
had thought her clever and witty FROM
the little snatches he had heard fall from
her lips, what did he think now, when,
all restraint gone for the present Lulu
had actually forgotten her role. and was
ner untrammeled self, he heard her die.
| cuss with ease and wit not only the top
les of the day, but some that reached
further back in history than he could
safely go himself. 1t would have been
poem-a dream-a symphony to have
sat by her side looking into her lustrous
| eyes and listening to her sweet voice had
she been talking Choctaw; but this was
pleasure he had not once imagined.
At last there was q lull in the distan:
murmur, the music ceased, and the
dancers no longer "danced in tune.
4he ball was over.
II must leave here. thought Norman,
"before the tenants Of these suits come
along and see us it will be compromis
ing to Lulu.
But she was in the midst Of something
Grifted away from him.
Here come the old gossips now. he
said to himself, as several matronly
ladies walked down the gallery. Nov
they have turned into their stalls, he
continued. watching them disappear
behind the doors. Lulu will get it,
poor girl"
But Lulu's common sense came to the
rescue she saw the helplessness of her
victim, and that nothing initiative in
their parting was to be expected Of ihim,
80 arose and babe him good night.
The moon that had sifted them with
light on the gallery had gone the circuit
Of the housetop and was looking in at his
western window. before Norman thought
of retiring. He had sat all that time on
his bed, deeply absorbed in thought
Ii was a long time, to be sure, but
short, very short when one considers tho
magnitude of the question lac was pond
cring-a question to which deeper phil.
osophers than he had given forty times
the study-the question OF caste. These
philosophers may never have arrive at
satisfactory conclusion, but he did.
Bangl went one boot into the corner
Of the room as he began preparations
for slumber
@PlI marry her, that's certain-if
can get her. / never heard that the Nor
mans were especially democratic; on
the contrary, sticklers for aristocracy,
but Ill not be tied by lot Of old musty,
Inouldy notions. Shes mine" Bangi
went the other boot into another cor
ner-~mine. just as sursas she says yesl'
The following day there was a grand
excursion from the Springs. but Norman
eluded his pursuers and spent the day
with Mrs. Tressylin-with Mrs Tressylir
literally, for, save the times when she
performed two or three hasty errsnds
Lulu was not to be seen on tile gallery
Once she answered Mrs. Tressylin's sum
7 nlous with some knitting-nee,lIes. aud a