Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1892-07-16

inquiringly from Aunt Marguerite to
Rosalie and back again, an unpleasant
look of suspicion beginning to cloud his
face. "You look like travellers. | hope
you don't mean to desert the mill, Miss
Chenier?
Il am going home with Aunt Margue-
rite," she replied, her voice shaking a
little.
Ellis compressed his lips and stroked
his horses name. There was knot Of
wrinkles between his eyebrows.
"You don't mean to stay long, hope%
he rejoined, fixing his eyes searchingly
upon her and measuring her graceful
figure, SO perfectly shown by the gray
travelling dress.
The driver had remounted to his seat,
but sat respectfully waiting for the con-
versation to end.
81 don't know how long may stay"
she half sobbed; "aunt wants me to stay
always"
''Always!" he echoed
"She is to be my daughter from this
time on said Marguerite Chenier Roose-
welt. coldiy and decidedly, as if to end
the mat er at once. "Drive on, she add
ed to the colored boy.
Ellis lifted his hat again, but there was
q terrible look in his eyes as they scowled
at the old lady
The carriage proceeded
"Goodby-remember me-" he said to
Rosalie. His voice reached her ear softly,
i,,
memory and fingered like some bit of
sweet sad tune.
Goodby-remember me-" she quav-
cred back to him, and then great hum
ming filled her ears and her heart seemed
to stand still.
When they drove into the village
where Mr.. Roosevelt was to meet them
with his private car, it was far on toward
noon. The streets were almost deserted,
and the new white buildings, erected
amid the debris of the old town Sher-
man had destroyed, glared fiercely in the
sunlight.
Mr.. Roosevelts car had just arrived,
and Mr. Roosevelt himself promptly
came to greet them-a tall, gray man
with the hawklike face of a Jew, and
the bearing of an old time southern
gentleman. He took Rosalies hand and
held it caressingly as he offered some
warm, informal salutary phrases, his
voice winningly cordial in its gravity
and depth. He hurried them into the
car, one of those sumptuous structures
which our railroad magnates affect,
where he held quiet interview aside
with Mrs. Roosevelt.
ITO Chicagow exclaimed Aunt Mar
guerite in response to his first sentence.
"Yes," he added, "yes, to meet rep
resentative of the Dutch bondholders
and my coadjutors in Chicago. 1t will
be a pleasant trip for you and Miss
Chenier."
Aunt Marguerite lifted her vinaigrette
and reflected. Here was q swift turn in
her affairs.
How long shall you be there" she
presently inquired
81 cannot say, possibly month, or
even two months" replied Mr. Roose-
welt, "but in any event it will be pleas
ant. You have never seen the great
west. Chicago is wonderful city, and
the way from here to there lies through
a charming countryside great prairies
and all that
'Oh, there's no argument" replied
Aunt Marguerite, half ruefully, ''if you
must go we must go too, and there's the
end of it."
1t thrilled Rosalie when the train
began to move. 1t was her first ex-
perience in railroad travel Through
the window she saw the houses of the
little town slipping away to the rear. A
current of cool air came in and momenta-
rily strengthened.
Mr. Roosevelt sat down BY her and
gradually drew her into conversation as
they went Gathering along between the
sweet dusky summer hills
An exhilaration took possession of her.
All traces of her recent tears disappeared.
Her cheeks glowed and her eyes took on
their wonted depth and clearness with an
added intensity which was not lost on
this strong, healthy old man.
That's a charming girl Marguerite"
he said to his wife, when the opportunity
offered; sit does one good to be near her.
She's like some rare blossom or-or-
or something. See what a profile and
what hair, and then that half wild grace
and that incompatible air of innocencer'
How you raver exclaimed Aunt Mar
guerite, but she was greatly pleased that
her husband should like Rosaie.
The young girl was few feet away
still utterly absorbed in watching the
changing landscape as it fled past.
1t was long after nightflll when they
reached Chicago. Mr.. Roosevelt had tele-
graphed for rooms at one of the great
hotels, whittier they were driven through
the broad streets, amid bewildering
lights and in hoarse conflict of sounds
The air from the lake had a most decided
chill in it. 1t was as if they had sud
denly reached the true north. Over.
head, the thin, high clouds seemed tc
scud across the great black blue abysmS
of sky into which no starlight could
penetrate. Rosalie had grown used tt
sudden changes, and this last only served