Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1893-03-04

Ir the idiomatic dialect of today.
Miss Blenkinsop was "a thorough.
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eryone was cnvying her her money
and her lot in life. She supposed
people had everything they wanted
anyway. II they hadn't, why didn't
they get il somehow? She was tall,
with clean length of limb, low
sweep OF bust. long lines to her back
and n quiet diguitT Of carriage. Hei
features had that aristocratiea'ly
pinched look which Is the envy of the
composite" American girl, and her
small, well shaped head was set like s
racing tilly's. The noiseless fall OF her
skirts, the dull, old colors that she
wore, the nnpretentious vet fanltless
"fit" of her clothes were all character
istic OF her. Mrs. Morgenstern had
called her hands "clawy,' but then
Mrs. Morgcnstern's own were pudgy
and broad-the trade hand-and were
covered all over with sparkling rings
for breakfast, and Mrs. Morgenstern
dressed in green and yellow, like an
omelette garnished with parsley.
Miss Blenkinsop stopped at the desk
In tho lobby Of the Jacquerie, aud
asked, with her inimitable and slight
ly drawling accent: as there any
mail for me, Timothye' mo, ma'am, :"
answered Timothy. And there was
about the brief dialogue something of
the red-tapiness that there is about =
court presentation.
"lf any comes for me. kindly bring
1t to my ROOM" and Miss Blenkinsop
lowered her tired eyes and passed on.
She had reached her own room. when
she noticed, TO her surprise. that her
door was partly open. The key, too.
was in the lock. and Miss Bienkinsop
was positive that she carried the Key
in her own pocket. IL was just posi-
BILE that the chambermaid was there.
but the rooms should always be in
order By 10 o'clock. or half an hour
after she was dressed aud had left
them, and il was late in the afternoon.
Miss Blenkinsop's step was naturally
noiseless. for the pile Of the Jacquerie
carpets was deep and soft. She ad-
vanced slowly at first, without any
thought Of cautiousness. Then Miss
Blenkinsop stood perfectly still upon
the door-sill rs her astonished eyes saw
Chinaman STOPPING over drawer in
her dressing table. There was the
brass buttons. the loops Of braid. the
dark blue blouse with its labyrintbinc
pockets 50 convenient for thief. and
the long, sinuous sweep OF pigtail.
II did not take Miss BlcDkinsop long
TO make up her mind. She felt IN
svn,o 49, a..y ! ;... :.... there wee . Judgment
on her for having given way to that
contra band thing, a desire for sensa-
tinn. Ritferlv would sha have c"rs.a
ner folly, except that she WAS not
bitter or cursing person. She was
only aware of distinct repulsion for
what was in store for her.
She had vague idea IL she sprung
the door and shut 1t suddenly. violent
ly, tho thief would get up the chimney
or let himself ont of the window, as
the robbers did in plays, and II she did
IL mt all she wanted to do IL well. Ii
she called for help out OF this most dis
agreeable of situations he would shoot
down the tangle of halls and vanish be-
fore she could be answered. and what
was indefinitely worse than all X she
gave tho alarm she might have to 90
into the police court II was melodra-
matte and horrid.
All At once Miss Blcnkiusop made
M her mind. She had never -crept
stealthily" before Ia her life, she had
never ambushed anybody. she had
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