The morning call., 1892-09-29
Won BACK.

"It's going to be confOundedly dull
herer'
Philip Randall, the talented architect
whom the rich DupOnts had engaged to plan
their country palace on the Hudson. had
fnst arrived at the nearest station to Rose
lands.
He looked about him rather ruefuIly.
Torn away from a score Of interests in the
city and set down a stranger in a rural
village the prospect was not enlivening.
But he had committed himself TO a GER
tain routine. He had promised to make
study OF the situati0n-tO prepare the plan
rs speedily as possible and maintain close
connection with the progress of the work
until lis close.
The workmen were now awaiting the
word 10 be on the ground. MI Dupont
was in Paris, and had trusted the whole
matter so entirely to him that there was no
possibility Of doing aught different from his
Hgl gleement
Ii wished there was. as he looked around
the quiet station and across country TO tile
unfamiliar village, where be did not know
s single soul.
But reconecting speedily, In face Of the
liberal amount offered him for this engage
ment, that he could not afford TO consult
his own personal inciinatIons. he speedily
hotels and settled down to his affairs.
lie was very busy for week, but it was
early March weather. They were nearly
al men at the hotel table and the social at
mospheTe vas rather depressing, though he
made few masculine acQua!ntanceS.
At home be was accustomed to the society
of a delightful aunt and houSeful Of pret-
ty girl-cousDs. and life at the Terrace
House was not TO his taste.
But one morning seating himself inattan-
tivelv at the bTeakfast-tabe he suddenly
became aware that ne had placed beside
him a lovely elderly lady and a beautiful
young girl, who were strangers.
Tie exquisite OdOr Of heli0trOpe had first
aroused his attention, and he soon per-
ceived that the odor was waited from the
younger one.
She had sweet, oval face. with dark
brown hair. and a mouth like a crimson
rosebud, and the more closely Philip ob-
served that perfect cOuntenance, the deeper
grew his admiration.
The elder lady almost Immediately ad-
dressed him, and drew him into conyerSa-
ton
You are having a tedious time here. are
you not, Ny. RandslP' she inquired with
kindly smile.
And when ne assented, she added:
Il have the advantage Of you | am Mr..
Duponts sister-AlTs. Walbridge. Allow
NE to Introduce my daughter. Evelyn, who
i
you in your exile among US. You have
come in a bad season. 1t is very pleasant
here in the summer"
Miss Evelyn Walbridge also favored him
with the prettiest glance and warmest
smile. and the dull atmosphere seemed sud
denly yiv.fed.
As they arose from the breakfast table
he was invited to the ladies apartment. He
found the little private parlor coy and
homellke, and the ladies continued to
be delightful Philip expressed his admira-
tion.
Yes" said Mrs. Walbridge, "our little
suite is very pleasant. My daughter and |
have boarded here for three winters. Sum-
mers we go TO the mountains or seashOre.
That Queen Anne cottage you see from the
window was our home. We sold it when
my husband died. An estate is TOO much
trouble Tor lady, My brother is very
anxious we should make our home
with him. That is one reason why be is
building here. This was my birthplace
and his.
While The lady ehatted on Philip quietly
watched the domestic grace with which
Evelyn moved about the rooms, feeding her
birds, watering her flowers and putting
here and there an artistic touch to the little
parlor.
She left his entertainment to her mother.
These were evidently her morning duties.
There was simplicity. purity, an uncOn-
than words can describe. and Philip knew
from the first that it was impossible to see
her much and not love her.
1t was not merely because she was so
beautiful; she was so genuinely good, so
full of inetfable sweetness: and he turned
to her as naturally as he would to the sun
: shine.
Every social grace Philip Randall pos
sessed, he practiced now to win the girl
who had so unconscously won him.
Days passed, and weeks glided by like
magic. Certainly Evelyn Walbridge was
not his first love. For once in his life
Philip Randall was glad that his mind ap-
proved as his fancy dictated.
He was serious at last and devo1tly
wished to make this llly-fair girl his wife.
And II anything could have made Evelyn
more beautiful, it was this happiness.
Meanwhile, the graceful walls Of Mr..
Duponts new villa rose on the knoll
where the view OF field and river stretched.
green and silver, beautiful as fairy-land
And In May Mr.. Dupont and his daughter
Adele returned home. And they came for
few weeks stay to the Terrace House.
Philip had never liked brunettes, but
Adele Dupont possessed a fatal charm
which no words could describe.
Heartless as she was she yet occasionally
exblblted shame at mention of the hearts
she had betrayed, the engagements she had
broken, the men and women she had made
miserable for years-yet coquetry was her
ruling passion. And Philip Randall, with
his grace and blonde beauty, was attractive
prey.
The elders saw no harm in the three
young people enjoying each others society
nut daV by day the light died out Of
EVelyn's eyes, the smile faded on her lin.
Hnd-"alas, how easily things 20 wrong I"-
soon IT was evident that Philips allegiance
was shifted to another. Adele's beauty had
worked Its enchantment as it ever did. She
nad but to lift the curling lashes from her
DARK eyes splendOr to draw men by a
Gree spell; and Philip made no effort 10
break 1t before he found himself her slave
RemoTse stung, then, when Mrs WRlhridge
cololy directed his attention to Eyelyn's
pallor.
Had that sweet girl really cared so much
Tor good-for-naught like himself? he
whispered to his own SOUL
On, Be was traitor-a cowardl Yet the
tinkle of Adele's laugh, the swish of her
SILK draperles, would draw him after her.
10 rerdition itself be suspected. vet went on
Ihe Waiordges had withdrawn to their
rooms. Mr.. Dupont required much of
Philips time and Adele always accompanied
them In their carriage drives to the CITY.
At last, on day when he Lad lent n
hand at arranging the plants and shrnbs
of the spacious conservatory, Adele drew
him on to think Of the future and declare
himself
Perhaps you will miss me little when
you have gone back to the city," she said