St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1894-12-08

That night she cried heeself - eloep
and IL one had asked the reason IN,
would have replied. in NIL probability
because"
After all, what better answer i
there for some stupid questions7
The next afternoon they all me
again At Cheyenne, and this 10 how /
happened:
Starting for the east that morning
the train which carried our party me-
with IN accident and could not pro
coed. so the passengers were brough
back to the city.
what shall we do with ourselves
until tomorrow" they asked eacl
other.
"Oh, the Casino. by all Ineans!' W,
the general answer.
So, out to Broadmoor Casino they
drove, and had not been there lone
when they encountered Fortescue. He
stared at them.
Flows this?" he asked.
They explained.
You can see by my dresa that the
Casino was not my chosen destination.
started for Cripple Creek this morn.
ing. but the stage broke down not far
from here. There was to be q long de-
lay and lost my desire for Cripple
Creek. and ut last found my self here. VI
ut almost looks like . fatality u
said one.
At this remark. FOrtes cue sent =
S~lr r.
met it and . vivid blush shot up into
her cheeks. She quickly turned aside,
but Fortescue felt = sudden hope. He
grew animated and quite like his old
self. But he did not attempt to walk
with Gertrude, IS the party broke up
in couples and strOlled ABOUT the
grounds. He walked along with Miss
Ellison and they went toward the lake.
Would you like to have = row?" he
asked.
mo, thanks" she replied. II prefer
to move about. never had anything
tire and cramp me SO much ~ that
burro yesterday"
There isn't much poetry Of motion
about them" laughed he, land we
did some rather steep climbing and
rough riding"
Poetry connected with burrosr' she
cried. mockingly. They make every
thing ridiculous. l am sure l felt awk-
ward on mine, and l should be very
careful to say only the commonest
platitudes at such times"
Like a fash of lightning . possible
of Miss Bacon's peevishness
occurred to him.
Il was . fool" he muttered.
Il beg pardon" said Miss Ellison.
politely.
Il was trying to think OF some word
to rhyme with burro," he answered.
Il believe Ill write some verses on the
burro."
They will be ugly," she replied.
Now, how would this do?" he re-
torted:
Better than taking Luny Kuro:
Is to 60 riding on . burro."
They were still laughing when they
met Miss Bacon and her escort.
Tell us" she urged.
NO, answered Fortescue, mot un-
I'll l get . copyright. and then l will
be only too glad to tell"
The four went back to the Casino to-
zether. and Fortescue sat down behind
Gertrude.
The orchestra was playing "A Sum-
ner Night in Munich"
what can be more bea utiful than .
summer night in Broadmoor?" asked
Tortescue.
I'VE must stay out here this even
n.y." replied Grayson. II would like
o remember my last evening here"
Are you sorry to leave the placer
Isked Gertrude.
"Yes, yes, aren't you?"
Perhaps we won't get away to-mor-
ow," answered she. evasively.
no doubt about that: we shall haste
o 60"
The night proved fine. The moon
ras full, making the grounds look
ike fairy land.
Late in the evening Fortescue laid
lis hand gently on Gertrude's arm. |
Come and take last look 1T Chey- |
me-" he said entreatinglv.
He led her to the upper piazza, and |
or few moments they stood silently |
azing at the ideal mOu ntain looming |
p between them and the western hor- |
zon, cutting of the world from that
ide. The moonlight softened its
ngged clefts and rocks.
The dancing and merriment seem
rivolons," remarked Gertrude in .
Wv tone. Il shall never forget this
light"
Fortescue was silent.
surroundings are everything. went
n Gertrude, innocently. 1.-THE peo-
le who live in continual sight of the
must have elevated thoughts
t times, even the meanest of them"
TOO often, perhaps" answered For
.scue, sadly. MY thoughts are ele-
ated now to something ] may never
tain"
She turned to him swiftly, her face
Eliminated.
Strive" she said, earnestly. Come
5 near your ideal rs possible"
1T is you," he replied, simply.
But IL am such = poor ideal
AVu AC0u ~ U10AGo yO0 XGS1 80 70 |
; sought by me?" and he bent down
I'D looked wistfufiy It her.
Her eyes fell and the quick blush
her face.
NO" she faltered.
Il can't live without you," he whis-
.red, and rs her head sank lower he
'ok her in his arms
what made you SO cruel yester-
w." he asked later.
Those h0rrid burros!' was the rath-
shamed-faced answer.
30, woman" murmured her lover,
It tenderly.-Mary =. Harding, in
ousehold Realm. ID
A Sod State Of A9AlrB.
Rescper (heartily)-There, now. old
low, you are safe on shore It last
was = pretty close shave for you,
It miss is rs good as . mile, you
low.
Msn Gust pulled out of tho
lter)--I don't know about that IL
all /