The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1894-03-02
HELPED HIM PROPOSE.
And Promised Not to Tell, But Il
Was Too Good to Keep.

Was Too Good to Keep.
Arthur Lyle was confirmed bach
elor. He was a tall. handsome young
fellow, wit h blue eyes and dark hair.
He was an artist by profession. He
had but few patrons but that fact did
not trouble him much, as he was very
well-to-do.
He was idly toying with his atch
chain and watching the smoke of his
cigar as it curled upward in the air.
when the door opened and Mr.. Clifton
Wayne entered the room.
"Well. Arthur, how are you to-day?'
were his first words Thinking of
your ladylove?"
Don't be fool, Clifton was his
polite reply. You know l hate girls
like-like-''
Softly, softly, my dear SIR" inter
rupted Clifton. hughingly: 1.-The trouble
is you haven't come across the right
one"
"And never WILL" interrupted Ar
thur "But enough of this nonsense.
! heard to-day that your sister Clara
was about to give a grand ball. Is
that sop
..Of course it is, and you're to be in
vited. And say, Arthur, Cousin Nellie,
from New Orleans, is coming, too. She
will be splendid catch for you"
There you 20 again, Clifton. You
know ! am a confirmed bachelor. And
as for Miss Nellie-what did you say
her name is?'
"Forsythe - Nellie Forsvthe. But
good day! Ihave an appointment down.
town." And he hurried away.
Years ago Arthur Lyle had felt that
he understood one woman. He had
even gone SO far as to tell her that if
she SO willed it henceforth his life
would be devoted equally to her and
his profession. And she had smiled and
looked SO pleased that he had kissed
her, and supposed that she would at
some time, not far distant, be his own
But he had supposed too much, as he
afterwards found out when she was
married few weeks later to a dashing
young lawyer.
This hurt his susceptible and sensi-
tive heart to think that she had so de-
ceived him, and he told her so the first
time he saw her after her marriage.
And she, with one of her innocent,
surprised looks, answered his indig-
nant words by saying that he had
never asked her to marry him"
He had not met her for several years.
He went to visit his friend Clifton at
his beautiful villa in the suburbs.
He had been there but a few days
when he walked out on the piazza, and,
to his amazement, saw his former
sweetheart walking around the grounds
of a neighboring house with half
grown child-a little girl-who in many
ways resembled her mother
He walked on aimlessly, blind, deaf
to everything around him. Thoughts
of his lost love and the fate that had
separated the.l were struggling to-
gether unanimously in his brain.
The sound of horse rushing madly
down the road and low, startled cry
reused him suddenly from the revere
into which he had fallen He looked
up and saw young lady in great
peril.
He darted forward, and selling the
horse by the bit, stopped him.
What gentle woman's heart she
had. this lovely girl with soft, brown
eyes and beautiful golden hair-aquiet,
little creature with charming, refined
face.
where do you wish to go?" he in
quired, respectfully.
ITO Wayne villa" she replied, in a
sweet voice that thrilled his heart
Il found no one at the depot to meet
me, so l got a horse and thought
would ride over, but my horse took
fright and was thrown OF as you see.
but if you will assist me to remount
think car reach the villa safely"
1t was a splendid night. The stars
shone beautifully, the air was soft and
balmy. Wayne villa was brilliantly
illuminated; Chinese lanterns shon e
here and there among the trees-in
fact, it looked like fairy paradise;
carriages drove up and deposited ladies
and gentlemen and the sound of music
was heard from the parlorS Miss Clara
Wayne was giving a ball
When Arthur Lyle was announced
there was buzz through the room. as
he was q general favorite, and maneu-
vering mammas did not quite despair Of
catching him
''Ah! Arthur, how glad I am to see
you'll" exclaimed Miss Clara, selling him
by the hand. II must introduce you
to Miss Forsythe."
''Hang Miss Forsythe!" thought Ar
thur (his thoughts were all centered on
the fair girl he had rescued on the road
that morning). but he followed Clara
obediently to the corner of the room,
where a lady who had her back turned
70 him was talking with party of gen.
Z t1emen.