Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1894-04-05
PHOTOGRAPHED.
How Camera Spoiled a RoRue's
Neat Plans.


Every room in Harley Hall was occu.
pied; omnibus, brougham and luggage
cart had been to and from the station
so often that Mr.. Binder, the head Of
the stable department., had been heard
to murmur something not very compli-
mentary about people who went about
with trunks as big as 'aystacks," and
who expected to find carriages and
losses waiting for 'em everywhere to
drag 'em up the ills"
Among the latest arrivals were two
young men who were as unlike each
other in every respect as two young
men could be. Gilbert Hurst was q
barrister. whose father owned certain
number of acres of land in the country.
Gilbert was doing fairly we'll at the
bar and was a steady, right-minded
young man, with pair of broad shout
ders and pair of honest gray eyes that
told the story of a frank and honest
nature. John Beasley, his companion.
was tall, narrow shouldered, we'll
groomed and very rich.
Mothers smiled on John Beasley, but
John Beasley mostly smiled (when he
had the chance) on a certain enterpris-
ing widow at South Kensington.
AS Gilbert entered the drawing-room
his heart gave mighty leap when he
saw that Dorothy Lane, whom he had
been for two years desperately in love
with. was helping Lady Harley with
the distribution of teacups. He had
met Dorothy often in London. and to
make her his wife was the cherished
dream of his life.
John saw her, too. His heart gave
no leap-it was not of the leaping kind,
but he thought he had never seen her
to such advantage as now. as she stood
in the soft light of the shaded lamps,
her dark red dress edged with sable at
the throat and wrists, fitting her to
perfection and shown & every curve Of
her graceful figure. John promptly
rushed into conversation with q Miss
Green, who was among the guests as
sembled, and who was favored by for
tune to the extent Of five thousand
pounds sterling year.
The next morning he felt glow Of
satisfaction when his serv ant opened
lighted on the coronet worked in red
wool on the blankets, and he thought
OF the society he was going to distin-
guish himself in during the next ten
days
In the half hour devoted to his toilet
he made three resolves-frst, that he
would make himself agreeable to every
one; secondly, that he would make
the running" with Miss Green, with a
view to matrimony and the possession
of five thousand year, at the same
time amusing himself with Dorothy,
whose looks pleased him nightly;
thirdly, that he would write to the
South Kensington widow, emitting in
his letter any mention of either Dor
othy or Miss Green.
He attired himself with great care in
shooting clothes that were great deal
too new, and not suspicion of scent
hung about him as he walked, with
self-satisfied air, into the breakfast
room.
He cast sharp and critical eye over
Gilbert. hoping to find that want of
means or want of taste would betray
themselves, but not fault could be
found with the shooting suit, that
looked worn, but was we'll worn, and
John realized, as he looked. that there
was an indesccibable something about
the wearer that he John could not ar
rive at.
lie played his cards very well, he
thought, during the days that followed
days in which Gilbert had plenty of
opportunities for finding himself with
bad headache as he watched John
making secret love to the girl he cared
for SO much.
The men started early one morning
for an outlying covert that was gener-
ally supposed to produce rocketers and
that was kept as a bonnie bouche for
the end of the weeks shoot. The Ia
dies were to drive out to lunch, and
Dorothy and Miss Green, who were
rival photographers, were to send their
cameras out in the luncheon carts.
Dorothy and Miss Green came out be-
fore lunch to enable them to see
drive down in the low ground. As the
guns were placed behind high, stray
Cling hedgerow John was sorely tempt
ed to ask Dorothy to stand by him to
witness his skill and proves, but pru-
dence conquered, and Miss Green WAS
selected as his companion.
Twill you stand by me, Miss Lane?'
asked Gilbert. 81 am afraid you will
not see any brilliant shooting. but l
will do my best. Let me unroll your
waterproof and I can make you COM
Portable seat here in these dry leaves
and you will be sheltered from the
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