People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1893-12-01
GCHAPTER III.-CoyTINUEp.l

MademolSelle was more than Sub-acld,
she was sharp and bitter, and the
reason therefor was not plain to the
poor little maid. All she could do was
to assist her mistress into another
ravishing robe, that she might go to
dinner in becoming costume.
To the people in the big dining
room Mademoiselle was the picture of
sweetness and light. Two gentle
young things who carressed their ten
der moustaches after soup declared she
was brunette angel.
"Rich? Ishould sayr'
"Dress-maker?"
,Ah, yes. Pity. With all that
money teller might do very well.
See?'
Eyes. Social rules forbid. Hang
rules"
Hop tonight"
Nothing better to do. Know Teller
knows her2"
"Sister does"
might ask her to present me at hop.
Lots fun"
SISTER wouldn't. Girls so strange.
"Mean to get it."
what? Introduction to La Rochet?''
"Horrid audacious, but must have
fun. If Yardstickie were here, be al
right"
"WhyP Does he know her?"
Guess not. But he'd bring il
round. Royal can do anything like
that. Great man"
Sister says she worked for his
mother. Must know her 0hr'
"What's matter? Burn mouth?"
'No. Idea. Recollect funny thing
Paris last winter Met Royal will
lady. Girl like that, tall, brunette
very French. Everywhere with him
Can't tell what reminds me of her."
Cant be same?"
"Ah! Awful idea! 1t does look lilSt
her."
Foolish idea. Dressmaker. Roya
knows too much"
No. Can't be. That girl was poor
Royal paid bills like little man."
''Great folly, Got over it?"
Eyes. Royals cured. No money
now. Very sad, you know"
"Hop tonight"
eyes. Smoke now"
The half-holiday had brought grea
company to the hotel, and the littl,
world en- the sand gave itself up t
outdoor pleasure. Mademoisellt
would also go out and take the air by
the water, for the day had become
sultry. Besides, she must think TIL,
unexpected had happened. She haC
hoped to find him, to confront him il
the hotel, and openly to demand recog
milton. Months and months had passed
since she had seen him, and she felt ;
certain melancholy pity for her
self in finding in her disappointment
how much she had wished to NEE
him publicly and to humiliate him il
some striking and dramatic scene that
would satisfy her sense of justice-anC
the picturesque. He would fall on hi
knees, and she would pour out he
wrath-no, he wouldn't do that H,
would vince, perhaps, but would holc
his head erect through it all. VIVA
folly to think of what might be! Sh,
had learned much since she had reached
America. she had learned more a
this place. He had already strayed int
some net. She must examine the net
Perhaps it might prove another wea
pom in her hands.
Mademoiselles appearance on tn,
be Oh did not attract special atten
ton, She was dressed with wha
might be called elegant plainness
Her manners were ladylike and re
served, and, while many bestowed I
passing glance upon her costume, nom
needed the woman. The batners wer,
noisy and numerous, and she passed
along rear Of the throngs gathered
on the leach and took the path to
wards the lighthouse without excit
ing comment Lovers there were a
intervals along the way, ant
now and then she met
party of children padding
and wading with white and shinin.
legs in the creamy surf. Love and pla!
are too absorbing to notice grief, par
ticularly if it passes with serene fac,
and robed in the latest style. She saw
the lovers with feeling of envy. Sh,
watched the children with a sigh.
She came to the big yellow boulde
and sat down to look over the sea, ant
think. The white tower, the it'll
house planted almost in the surf, tn,
wide sea, the soft warm sky, and tn,
white mountainous clouds in the west
all appealed to her to rest-to rest ant
think. There was only a slight rip
pie on the water, yet the surf SLOWLY
Numbered and doomed at her feet, tn,
dying waves of some distant storm. s.
it seemed that her life h&S become
serene and fair, yet moved by slow
heartbeats of far-off sorrow.
There was shadow on the water
She looked to the west The sun ha,
disappeared behind one of the alpin,
heights of cumulus, leaving fain
glow ofred on the sky beyond tn
irregular line of vivid silver tina
touched the edge of the cloud. Coul,
1t be forebodings of a storm? Was
! q vague hint of more rain-more tears
perhaps hghtning-in her stormy life
The surf was most irregular in 1t