The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1893-03-09

II We turned the flowers with a tactful grace
Ana showed the glory instead OF the gloom"
Mamie Power-O'Donoghue, in Chambers
Journal.
MISS BAXTER'S CAREER.
Why She Consented to See It
Through Woodson's Eyes.
The dining-car was in simmer of
light. The dead white of heavy linen,
The opalescent CLINT of glassware and
the quiet CLEAN of silver trembled to-
getAer in the swift motion Of the train.
Miss Baxter, who had but recently
sleft her berth, dropped into seat and
leaned back a moment, dazed by this
lavish waste Of color. Then she hast
'enea to draw the curtain and throw
the blue square of shade over her COR
ner of the table, signing as she settled
down again and all the painful scene
OF the evening before came surging
Re back. ~~' - ~ '>".-- ,''>>-
Sac felt half notion to lay her head
on the table and cry outright She
glanced down instead and fingered her
rlng-his ring-while her glasses grew
misty. She wondered whether she
should have kept the ring now that it
no longer meant anything,
The Question was still undecided
when she pulled herself together with
a visible tremor and turned to the
menu card. Dining-car breakfasts are
not timed to wait on the settlement of
srbtleties in ethics, particularly after
the steward has made the last call"
In the few minutes Miss Baxter hed
been in the car she had not noticed
her companions. AS vhe raised her
head she was startled to see familiar
face dimly taking shape across the
table. -
She had removed her glasses and was
about to press her handkerchief to her
eyes, but she put them resolutely on
again and looked fxedly through their
misty crystals ii
'Mr. Woodson. where did you come
from?" she demanded at length. as his
well-known features gradually took
definite shape before her. -~-~--~".
Woodson did not speak at once. He
was noticing how her hair would tum.
BILE down in way ward ringlets in spite
of her efforts to keep it staidly back,
and how her cheeks persisted in dim
ping, however resolutely she closed
her lips together: Then he said:
IRON New York, of course. Does
my dress suit look as though I'd
boarded the train i'll these rural pre-
cincts?. l thought you knew the cut
better"
do You mean to say that you've
been on this train all this while-after
after last night?" Miss Baxter asked
with slightly heightened color.
Guessed it the first time.'' Woodson
exclaimed. Frightening Il tell you,
Grace, you should have gone into the
law instead of art. You'd have been
great on eross-examiaation.''
Never mind, Mr.. Woodson; you
seem to forget that prefer to make
my own career-we've discussed that
before, however. And so you've been
on this train ever since / have?" she
concluded. rehectively.% =
"A little longer, in fact. But now,
see here, small GIRL" Woodson went on
with great deliberateness, shaking out
his napkin into his lap and gazing in
tently into the blurred blue depths of
Miss Baxter's glasses; 'sce here, now,
do you suppose just because girl jilts
me"-Miss Baxter here interposed a
deprccating gesture-''yes, 1 repeat it.
Do you3suppQse because a girl ,jilts me
and l have reason to believe is going
to the ends of the earth to get where
she will never see me again, that my
sense of responsibility ends till I've
seen her safely where she wants to go
to! No, I've made New York uninhab-
stable for you, and shall make what
amends can by chaperoning you to
Colorado or Kamschat!<a or wherever
it is you are going. Now, what shall
order for breakfast?"
Harry, you're cruel. You know Mr..
Fleming was going out there for the
color. and l thought it would be good
chance to continue my outdoor work. {"
FLEMING! That prig! Well, Ididn't
know before that he was going: i see
there is still more reason why should
go now-and stay" -
But I forbid yon doing any such
foolish thing" So
ITO tell the truth, Grace, l. thought
Of staying all the time-of going into
some other business there"
why, you never told me Of It be-
FORE" .-,.a.ess~.<>.>-rr-. '''' - -. :
'Well, never thought of it till after
! left you last night. Then it occurred
to me 1 might go into the sheep or cat
tie business or'somsthing like that
AT Manitou?"/ %a.> -,
'AWhy not?''5 >~n,
Its summer resort"
80 much tho better. I'd only be
there in the summer. anyhow.
''Harry, you're trifler."
well, can peel an orange, anyhow
ii you'll allow me- Woodson ,ex.
claimed. taking from her hand the one
she was making asad:. mess of.
''Harry, I can never forgive you for
doing this" Miss Baxter concluded,
after kmomsnt's coptemplationo of the
whirliEg blur ofgreen through the car
window.
well, never could have forgiven
myself if hadn't-and there It is" he
asserted, ,dispassionately, laying the
pulpy, broken sphere OF the orange be-
fore her. -;
It is quite a jaunt from Manhattan
TO Manitoh. ri a &"
What color there was! The earth
oeemed hung lin some rarer medium
than common air. -Thc yellow cactus
blossoms. were like flakes of fame. "A