Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1893-11-16
HER IDEAL.
A story of the Chicago Fair.

What a splendid man whispered
GusSic Raymond, as she stopped under
the confectionery counter Of Sweet e.
AllNOn 5 restaurant to get Il paper bag
DO look, Gracc-gDinS out Of the
door,
He is handsome" said Grace; so
distinguished
lie is my ideal, said Gussic, rolling
up her great black eyes. I've always
dreamed Of him, but never met him be-
fore. He looks so rich. too Somehow
think you can always tell that by the
way & man carries himself"
Grace Leigh laughed. She could sci
dom help laughing at Gussic. with her
amusing airs and opinions. But in this
case she was right about the stranger.
who was certainly the very handsomcst
man she had seen in her life.
You think it strange 10 have an
| IDEAL said Gussic. Now, that is be-
cause you have no imagination. In NY
, opinion girl should always have
| Just 1T this E:oncnt brown silk suIi-
to attract attention, and Il thin. shriIl
voice. cried:
Il want you to tell me something.
| please"
The words were addressed to Miss
Raymond. but that young lady pos
ScSsed at least one Of the arts of IN ac-
chmplI>lic1 s;ii"slady-shc could utterly
ignore any one whom she supposed to
be OF no importance, and surely no one
could be Of les; than 4 little old lady in
an Old-fashlOncd poke bonnet, Il black
alpaca GrcSs and pr1lnella shoes
Therefore she looked over the top Of
the bonnet and moved Il little farther
up the counter. where she was soon oc-
cupicd in weighing out chocolate car
:tneis for q gentleman with red whis-
kcrS, who, if he was not her ideal. was
still Il man. which was always some
thing 10 Gu$sic, whatever the man
might be.
| Meanwhile Grace Leigh had lifted the
| movable bit Of counter near her post
and stepped out.
Perhaps / can answer the question.
ma'an." she said
Il hope you can. my dear said the
old Lady. Il just want to know how
| can get waited On. I'm fanIishcd. run
ming about that fair, seeing such :, lot
Of things-and there I've been sitting.
trying my best TO get a waiter to at
tend to me. Saucy things. as saucy as
that girl that pretended not TO hear me,
just now. But people have lost their
Chicago they've all gone crazy. too
And the old lady paused TO take a
breath.
l. 1T is hard to get waited on in such a
crowd said Grace, land out there in
the middle OF the room il is 50 unpleas-
ant. Now here IL a nice little table, and
Ill see that You are waited On imme-
diately. Here. Tom" and she touched
4 waiter On his arm, this lady has
been trying TO get some lunch for
long willie. Attend TO her at once.
please"
Tom would nave done much more
than that for Miss Leigh. He took the
old lady's order and flew off to execute
it. Meanwhile the latter continued:
I've come TO Chicago TO see the fair.
Ny grandson left me hcre-lle had to
go sOmewhere-and I've been l don't
know how long. pounding and calling.
and no one taking any more notice Of
me than If / was one of those statues
in the galleries. You are the first polite
pt1SOu IlhsS hIVt- W Adt ID SDuT
nameE'
''Grace Leigh said the girl. smiling.
We'll, you've got pretty name as
we'll as a pretty face said the old
lady: and pretty manners. too. and
thank you. Here comes my lunch |
don't suppose Id got any if it hadn't
been for you. Oh. my! NY bagm I've
left it on the chair back. Like as not
1t is gone. Got my gold specs in it--and
have to have them made TO order
and my purse and
But Grace had already left her. She
had noticed the table at which the old
lady sat, and arrived at the spot just in
time to rescue the satchel from IN
overdresSed woman, who explained that
she had mistaken it for her own-let us
hope she really did-and was walking
off with it.
Then, amidst the thanks of the old
lady. she returned to her post
A crowd had gathered At the confec-
tionery counter. and Mr. White, bust
ling individual who managed things
generally, was seoldins the young Ia
dies