Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1894-02-09

wind carried them; underneath fts
branches was . pretty rustic seat, with
the golden sunlight falling on the love-
liest face ever dream Of artist imag.
ined-a face so bright, SO fair, 90 ton.
der, so radiantly lovely, 90 happy, that
he was dazzled by it as child who
looks rashly at the sun. He saw violet
eyes full of light, and golden hair that
seemed to have made the sunbeams
captive. A shining mass of palest
pink silk and white lace draped the
perfect figure and fell in sweeping
folds: little white lace bonnet mar
vel of art, with ons pale pink rose,
crowned the golden head. The girls
beautiful face was Eent over some white
acacia blossoms that had been gath.
cred for her.
There, said Claude Denham, trium.
phantly@"have you ever seen anything
like that?"
But Captain Flemyng made no an
swer. He did not know who she was;
she might be a royal princess, she
might be q singer, an actress, or q
duchess, he did not care-sae was his
ideal woman found at last. His life in
that moment grew complete; it was as
though he had found something for
ly; 1t was such face, bright as the
stars, and lovely beyond comparison,
as he had dreamed Of, but had never
seen.
who Is she?" he asked at length.
II was waiting for the question. She
is no less parsonage than Leonie,
Countess of Charnleigh, at this mo.
ment assuredly the most popular and
eagerly courted lady in the three king
doms. You would like an introduction
to her?"
Not just yet, he replied. He wanted
time to collect himself, to drink in the
marvellous loveliness of that face, to
watch the graceful movements of the
little white hands-time to still the
rapid beating of his heart, to quiet tho
thrilling of every nerve. Claude Dem
ham gave keen, sharp glance at his
face, and then turned aside with a
Where there are lights there will
be moths; but did not expect to see
you so easily caught, he said; but
Capt. Flemyng never even heard his
words. His whole heart, his whole
soul had gone from him-he stood
there, as it were, without life, so in
tent, SO earnest was his gaze.
So, for long period, did Paul Flem-
yng stand aloof, watching the beauti-
full girl whose smiles were SO eagerly
courted, and then Lady Denham passed
by. He went to her and spoke anx.
.Of course I WILL" replied her lady.
ship-scome with me-" She led him
through the little group of courtiers,
and said:
Lady Charnleigh, allow me to in.
troduce to you Capt: Paul Flemyng,
who has Just returned from Malta"
Lady Charnleigh looked up with a
cape those around her. Tho color on
her exquisite face paled, and shadow
came into her eyes as she repeated tho
name.
come home" She dropped the white
acacia blossoms and held out her hand
to him. She did not notice afterward
that he picked up one of those flowers,
as miser does gold. you have taken
me by surprise. heard that you were
coming home, but did not know that
it would be so soon."
He looked at her dazzled. as though
q wave of warm sunlight had fallen at
his feet, and was unable, from very ex-
cess Of emotion, TO answer her; he felt
when the silvery voice ceased to speak
as though strain of sweet music had
passed away.
when did you return?" she asked,
seeing that he was deeply agitated and
mistakins the cause.
Last week." he replied, making a
great effort to control himself.
And you have never been to see
mel" she continued. II shall scold you.
Shall we walk down to the river??"
The gentleman who had been talking
to her drew back; Paul bowed low.
will you give me your arm?" she
said. Il shall not allow you to treat
me as stranger"
She laid her little hand, SO exquis.
itely gloved, on his arm. and his heart
beat as it had never done before-so
violently, indeed, that his face
flushed. Far more bravely than he
walked by the side of this young girl
had he stood before the guns Of the
enemy.
rrO BE CONTINUED.
GERMAN ANIMAL