The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1894-04-05
PHOTOGRAPHED.
How a Camera Spoiled a Rogde'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 EN- 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 a
barrister, whose father owned a certain
mum Der of acres of land in the country.
Gilbert was doing fairly well at the
bar and W as a steady, right-minded
young man, with pair of broad Shout
ders and a pair of honest gray eyes that
told the story of frank and honest
nature. John Beasley, his companion,
was tall, narrow shouldered, well
groomed and very rich.
Mothers smiled on John Beasley, but
John Beasley mostly smiled when he
had the chance) on certain enterpris-
ing widow at South Kensington.
AS Gilbert entered the drSwing-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 advanta ge as now, as she stood
in the soft light of the shaded lamps
her dark red dress edged with sable at
the tfroat and wrists, fitting her to
perfection and shown e every curve of
her graceful figure John promptly
rushed into conversation with a Miss
Green, who was among the guests as
sembied, 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 servant opened
the shutters of his bedro ON and his eye
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
me made three resolves-frst, that he
would make himself agreeable to every
one; secondly, that he would make
h.,, ,,o,t' ~.
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 a great deal
too new, and not suspicion of scent
hung about him as he walked, with
self-satisfed air, into the breakfast
room.
He cast a 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 well worn, and
John realized, as he looked, that there
was an indescribable something about
the wearer that he John could not ar
rive at
He played his cards very well, he
thought, during the days that followed
days in which Gilbert had plenty of
opportunities for finding himself with
a 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 rocl1eters and
that was kept as boune bouche for
the end of the weeks shoot The Ia
dies We're to drive out to lunch, and
Dorothy and Miss Green, who We're
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 Hiss Green was
selected as his companion.
xviii you stand by me, Miss Lane?'
asked Gilbert. Il am afraid you will
not see any brilliant shooting, but l
will do my best. Let me unroll your
waterproof and can make you COM
Portable seat heSe in these dry leaves
and you will be sheltered from the
wind"
81 am so afraid" said Dorothy, scan
ming the sky, that had become some
what overcast since morning, that it
will be too dark for photography, and
wantd SO to get group; it is getting
late, too, and the heaters seem long
time getting into line" She kLelt
down in the leaves that carpeted the
side of the hedge and peered through
n small opening.
'Oh l can see them now quite plain
ly. just look-theY are down, the
osiers, and will soon be here"
Gilbert knclt by her side and held
back some brambles that had intercept
ed his view, his heart beating furiously
and his hands ire M hi limo SIS he found