The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-12-12

was too capricious for calculation. It's
curve would have furnished the most
90 castle wall paper design In the world.
It was o nibble here and o bite there: a
fruit now and q bonbon then; d macaroon
shortly and an ice after d little. One
might Just as well set stated meals for
q canary. When therefore, after o de-
liberate combination, he found her in
an easy chair at the angle of the piazza,
with q novel open on her lap and her
toilet effectively arranged, Paul emem-
aered that there had been her favorite
seat the summer before and felt con
WINGED that she was having q good time.
So he turned his attention to the subject
Of fishing. There was a boat to be en-
gagged, and choice pools to be discussed,
and tackle to be arranged. Thencefor-
ward, with the calm conscience of a
model husband, he devoted himself TO
his sport. Perhaps an alignment OF the
net proceeds would have been an ado
about nothing for he generally forgot to
bait the hook. But what would you
have?
The warmth of the sun seemed to re-
new his tired brain; tho breeze inspired
strength. In the quiet O sparkle of the
waters he saw the continuance Of pros
perity or the advent of success. Had
any one asked him how Alice had spent
her time he would have regarded the
questioner like n inquiring a to the
first letter Of the alphabet. why, as
all women do, ] presume" he would
have answered, rather querulously.
"She reads and embroiders and drives
and plays tennis, and there are hops
and music. you know. Mercy, she's so
busy / see but little Of hen" And
Alice. sitting disconsolately IN the pi-
azza, appreciated how brief was their
actual association and how tedious were
the remaining hours, and one day, rec
ognizing o tall form approaching her
from the road, with the strides of I'M
feigned joy, she vowed that Paul, too,
should wonder and wait and grow lone
ly.
The following afternoon, when Paul
was returning from the lake, he crossed
through the woods to the main road.
As he was standing ON the bank. half
hidden by the underbrush from the
bend below, there came q rumble, the
tattoo Of hoofs and q merry song inter
spersed with bursts of jocund laughter.
A four-in-hand coach swung along, all
alight with dainty colors. Such am ar
ray Of pretty women and gallant men
They might we'll be pilgrims OF pleasure
bound for Calypso's isle. And on bigh.
in the rear, beating time with her Grim
son parasol In the very face of a SNUG
and smiling swain, sat Alice.
Recognition gets its swiftest impulse
from dislike, W may mistake afriend,
but we often feel an enemy before we
see him. Not that Paul regarded Mason
Welles in 30 serious an aspect. He sim
ply disapproved Of him with that con-
tempt which consoles the tortoise for
the ~gracefulness of the hare.
II see that nan Welles is here, " said
Paul to Alice when they met in that
domestic forum, their room.
"Eh? ALL Yes, oh. yesl' she replied.
will he remain long?'' nesl.
"I presume 80, y continued the young
woman m~ischievously.
Paul colored visibly, despite the exer-
tions of the sun. He felt ridicule the
more because he was utterly unable Ia
return it in kind. Some fond, true ma
lures cannot change. except through a
o~onvulsion, and then they change radi-
cally. The nearest shade Of difference
from a caress becomes q downright
blow. Alice proceeded hurriedly. excus-
ing and thus accusing: IT know yon
will be pleased, Paul. TO hear me say
that / like this place 50 much better.
The people here are impossible, of
course, except for q spelling bee or
funeral, bnt there Ia suchaa right Jolly
party staying Q at 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 mo- further concern regarding
my welfare. We take d moonlight sail
tomorrow night, and Saturday we drive
to the Summit, with dinner at the Half
Way House. So ba a dear. fnssy old
bachelor all you please" And Alice
fitted from the roomshumming q snatch
OF the song TO which she had beaten
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Paul stood before the glass with his
COLLAR half fastened. There was a COM
ical expression Of CONSERVATION ON the
reflected face, which made him laugh,
but not merrily. IA fussy old bach
| elorl" So such was the verdict ON his
endeavors as q model husbandi Perhaps
q man could work more .steadfastly and
plan more cautiously and give more
generously than hei Doubtless that
grinning idiot whose eyes ought 70 begin
to water for the wringing his nose
would surely get was . more ft object
to be loved, honored and obeyedi Come,
now, Ii ~contrariety was required, by
Jove, he would furnish it'll
Old and fussy, indeedl When, two
years since, he had been in truth a bach
elor. only his absurd ideas OF devotion
had kept him free from many charming
allurements. And now, after the sixth
collar had been appropriately sacrificed
to his choler, Paul finished his labors
and descended to the piazza quite salts
fed with the results Alice was To-
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