The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1893-12-07

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N<TT~ blocked with car.
.-i< riages. Lad Y
George stood on the big square land.
ing at the top of the stairs, and gave
her hand so often that, after time,
IL seemed no longer her own. The peo-
pie thronged up ard mp. The current
appeared unending, and she felt 40 il
the circle must be complete, and the
string of guests must be revolving, rs
in child's toy the figures that are
gummed ON to a tape and go up to the
mill move in endless succession up, and
up, and up.
Her tongue was tired, too, and so
Was her smile, but each was kept in
active work. "How do you do?"
"How do you do?" How do you do?"
"Your son not with youP No? I am
sorry" What lovely flowers -
"How do you do?" How do you do?"
"No, almost cold" "How do you do ?"
eyes, sitting" "Ah. Mrs. Keith
scarcely thought you would get away.
Dull-vas it? What, none of the right
people? Didn't suppose for an in
slant there would be"
LET me stand here for one mo-
ment. | want so much TO kaow who
some oiIe Is who came in Just before
us. A beautiful woman. Quite too
lovely"
"Mrs. Venables, probably. Not
Mrs. Venables? Fair? Lady Fleet {?
No? Miss Adair? No? Then | can't
tell YOU till | see her. "
''She is coming up now. There,
with the fair hair. No-in front of
the Brabazons." Lady George had
the mischance to drop her bouquet,
and in the momentary confusion
name was lost.
The lady who advanced behind the
unheard name was fair to whiteness
almost. Her hair was of n peculiar
shade OF yellow, like pale sulphur.
Her eyes were of the lightest gray.
Lady George gave her hand and
said: "How do you do?" The Bra
bazons occupied her with some elab-
crate explanation ne 10 why they had
been unable to dine in Barn street, and
in the meantime the lady, with mur-
INJURED word, had passed on. Lady
George looked after her. She was
bowling TO some one. She y<as bowing
again and now again. Apparently
she had many friends in the room.
Mr.. Brabazon was talking TO Mrs.
Keith. who, as soon as he had moved
away, turned TO her hostess.
"She is handsome. | hope your
flowers wero not spoiled. / didn't
catch the name" The lady was lost
in the smart crowd.
Neither did |, said Lady George.
blandly, "and don't know her from
Adam. She must be some friend of
the girls, Joan or Maud must have
sent her a card-my memory is so bad.
can't leave this; il you come across
either of my daughters, you will send
her to me, Mrs. Keith? Oh. here il
my husband. George-George-go
into the room and tell me who the
striking woman with the yellow hair
"a"
"There are dozens Of 'em. Which"
"Ill show you," said Mrs. Keith.
She WAS interested.
The two moved away, but, like the
raven from the ark, they did not re-
turn.
Lady George, after ten minutes or
so, felt that she had done her duty,
and she left the top of the stairs. She
forgot the unknown lady, and it was
half an hour before she came across
one of her daughters.
"Msud, had something TO ask Won
and forgot what. Oh, yes. Who is
Il cant see her now-yes, there she
is--that woman with the yellow hair
standing by the msntlepiece?"
"In white? | don't know"
"But neither do |. | thought you
would be able to tell me. Find Joan
and send her to me-
1t was twenty minutes before Lady
Georges second daughter appeared
before her. BY that time the lady had
moved her place.
II know the one you mean" said
Joan, "but / don't know who she is.
She has very curious hair and she is
in white"
eyes
"Well, don't know"
Mrs. Keith came up.
Lord George doesn't know" she
said.
81 can easily find out" said Joan
"she has been talking TO Charlie Vim
cent for the last ten minutes; I'll ask
him"
She moved away as she spoke.
Young Vincent was leaning against
. pillar and laughing heartily. He
was the butt for the moment OF the
chat Of two Of his friends. Joan heard
. few Of their remarks.
HE didn't mind, don't you know
swfully pretty woman like that.
Neither would you"
''Said she met him at Nice. and dear