Southwest-sentinel. [volume] (Silver City, N.M.) 1883-189?, 1894-11-13


Of fishing. Ihoro was 4 boat 70 BE- en-
gagged, and choice pools 70 bo discussed,
and tackle 90 bo arranged. Thcncofor-
ward. with iho calm conscience Of a
model husband, ho devoted himself to
his sport pcshaps an alignment Of the
net proceeds would have been On ado
about nothing, Tor no generally forgot TO
BAIT the hook But what would you
havc3
Tho warmth Of the sun seemed 70 re-
new his tired brain; the breeze inspired
strength. In the quiet or sparkle Of the
waters no saw the continuance OF pros
perity or the advent of success Had
any asked him how Alice had spont
her time he would have regarded tho
%Quostioner like one inquiring as 60 the
FIRST letter of tho alphabet "Why. as
all women do. ] presume, " ho would
have answered, rather quoruiously.
"Sho reads and ombroiders and drives
and plays tennis, and there are hops
and music, you know. Mercy, she's so
busy ] see but little Of her" And
Alice, sitting disoonsolatoly on the pi-
azza appreciated how brief was their
actual association and how tedious were
tho remaining hours, and one day, rec
ognizing a tall form approaching her
from tho road. with tho strides Of un-
feignod joy, she vowed that Paul, too,
should wonder and wait and grow lone
".
Tho following afternoon, when Paul
was returning from tho lake, he crossed
through tho woods TO tho main road.
As he was standing on tho bank, half
hidden by tho underbrush from the
bend below, there oamo q rumble, the
tattoo of hoofs and q merry song inter-
spersod with bursts Of jocund laughter.
A four-in-hand coach swung along, all
alight with dainty oolors. Such an NJ
ray Of pretty women and gallant menl
They might well be pilgrims Of pleasure
bound for Calypso's isle. And on high,
IN tho rear, boating time with her orim-
son parasol ia The very face Of a Snug
and smiling swain, sat Alice.
Recognition gets its swiftest impulse
from dislike. Wemay mistake afriend,
but we often feel an enemy before We
SEQ him Not that Paul regarded Mason
Welles IN so serious an aspect. He sim
ply %disapproyed Of him with that con-
tempt which consoles the tortoise for
the g~racefulness of the hare.
II see that man Welles is here, " said
Paul to Alice when they met in that
domestic forum, their room.
"Eh? Ali Yes, oh, yesl' she replied.
"Win be remain lOng?"
Il presume so, " continued tho young
woman m~ischiovously.
Paul. colored visibly, despite the exer-
tions of the sun. He felt ridicule the
more because he was utterly unable to
return it in kind. Some fond, true ma
lures canno change, except through a
convulsiOn, and then they change radi-
cally. Tho nearest shade Of difference
from a caross becomes a downright
blow. Alice proceeded hurriedly, excus-
ing and thus accusing; 'I know you
will be pleased, Paul, to hear me say
that 1 like this place so much better.
The people here are impossible, Of
course, except for O spelling bee OF a
funeral, but there is such q right jolly
party staying over Mt the Naples, friends
of Mr.. Welles, you know. They were in
despair for a chaperon until they found
me. Now, just keep ON fishing and give
yourself no further concern regarding
my welfare. We take a moonlight sail
tomorrow night, and Saturday we drive
to the Summit, with dinner at the Half
Way House SO DO a dear, fussy old
bachelor all you please. And Alice
fitted from the room humming a snatch
Of tho song to which she had beaten
time so blithely.
Paul stood before tho glass with his
collar half fastened. There was a COM
ical expression Of CONSERVATION on the
reflected face, which mado him laugh,
but not merrily. "a fussy old bach
elorl' So suoh was tho verdict ON his
~endenvOrs as a model husbandl Perhaps
q man could work more steadfastly and
plan more cautiously and give more
generously than hol Doubtless that
grinning idiot whose eyes ought to begin
to water for the wringing his nose
would surely get was a more fit object
to DO loved, honored and obeyedl Come,
now, If c%outrariety was required, by
Jovo, he would furnish iti
Old and fussy, indeed When, two
years since, no had been in truth a bach
elor, only his absurd ideas of devotion
had kept him free from many charming
a~llurements. And now, after the sixth
collar had been appropriately sacrificed
10 his oholer, Paul finished his labors
and descended to the piazza quite salts
fed with tho results. Alice was no
where 10 DO seen. Doubtless she was
rehoarsing those duties which should
save that right jolly party from despair,
but there wa n Of the Mantell twins.
Sophronia the goologist, looking mighty
fine, too, and smiling a timid greeting
to him such as a man of his distinction
meritod. de drew a chair to her side
and began that analysis of tho weather
which is the sherry and bittors to q
friendly chat. After he had gulped this
d~ooOction Paul continued; II can't re-
member to have ever before seen you
apart from your sister. You are the in
soparables, you know"
Abigail was engaged with q tire
some seamstross, +" SophrOnia exclaimed,
''and I really felt the need Of tho air,
and SOL
And 80 my lucky star brought You
hither, " interrupted Paul calamity.
YES. murmured tho girl, "a was
fate that united US once more"
Paul started and flushed with amaze.
mont What the douce could that
meant Was this n Of those highly re-
spectacle and deoorous Mantell girls
whom no had often been fain to hold up
ns examples 10 Aliooi Yes. he could not
doubt his oyoss however much he might
his ears although she seemed changed
Her glasses wero of, and there was a
tender expression on her face, as II her
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