Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1892-08-11
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bowling a moment later before her
mother. 81 was charged to place it in
your hands," His heart was beating
high. The music seemed thrilling,
throbbing through his veins. He longed
to hold forth both hands and say: Read
my secret. Know my hearth love herr
oh, love herr But there sat Mrs. Van
Ness, the bankers wife, with broad sym
pathy and approval glowing in her good
natured face.
"Ah, Mr.. Brewster, it wasn't easy TO
give up half that dance-was it, nowi
Why do you do such things in the
army
"There were only four waltzes, Mrs.
Van Ness" smiled Mrs. Berrien. Mr..
Brewster had had one and had claimed
this, and Mr.. Ridgeway had had none at
all. and Winifred and both thought he
ought not to be denied entirely. 1t is
the only round dance he knows"
Saying no word, Brewster had dropped
behind Mrs. Berrien's chair.
HE doesn't know that any too WELL
said Mrs. Van Ness to herself. Where
could he have learned to dance" The
floor was crowded at the moment and
unusually slippery, so that reversing OF
avoidance of collision was rendered the
more difficult even for experts. Twice
had Ridgeway bumped into somebody OF
other without grievous disaster, but
as luck would have it, came catastrophe.
In the effort to check himself sudden
I. \ II, s,,f.,
tact with slender light battery man
whom he could not have touched had he
tried, the young fellows feet flew from
under him. Left to herself, Winifred
would no more have fallen than a bird.
Drowning men clutch at straws and
poor, rich Ridgeway's instant impulse
on feeling himself going was to CLASP
her the tighter, dragging her with him
in his ignominious crash. His tumble
was bad enough, though he was unhurt,
but hers was worse With violent shock
her head struck the polished floor. and
the room swan around. A dozen men
flew to aid her, but Brewster seemed t.
have seen it coming. He leaped through
the air and, bending over the PROSTATE
Ridgeway, had her up in his strong
arms and over at the. window before
another hand could touch her.
"Quick, Hunt, some waterl' he or
dered, his teeth firmly set. Then how
his eyes softened as he looked down into
her pallid facet "Oh, my darling, my
darlingr' he murmured in that little,
shell like ear; and then, with wild anx-
iety in her eyes, Mrs. Berrien burst
through the sympathetic circle.
1t was all over in moment. The
music never ceased. She was stunned
only for an instant, and then, though
Mrs. Berrien would have interposed,
like the little heroine she was, Winifred
was on her feet and holding out her hand
to poor, bewildered, miserable Ridge
way.
But come, we must finish the dance, ="
she said, and in so saying riveted the
chains of his serfdom.
Il wouldn't dance with him again, /"
said Mrs. Vance, who had an opinion to
express on every subject. why, he
almost broke her head"
"If she didn't she'd break his heart,
Mrs. Vance" was old Kenyon's reply, as
he watched the scene. THAT girls a
LADY,
'sAm | not to be honored tonight, Mr..
Brewster" said low voice in his ear
as he stood silent, anxious, preoccupied
by Mrs. Berrien's side, his eyes follow
ing Winifred about the room. The very
information made him turn cold.
81 beg your pardon, Mrs. Knowles;
saw only moment ago that you were
here"
She was leaning ON her husbands arm.
Not half bad fellow if he is a blind
fool" said those of his own sex who
knew him. Years her senior, he was
yet her slave. Witness his coming out
from town this late November night
solely at her behest to attend dance to
which neither was hidden.
"Ah, wonder you saw at all, my
friend, with that vision before your
eyes; and I presume that was why you