The Bossier banner., 1894-05-10

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 beaters seem long
time getting into line" She knelt
down in the leaves that carpeted the
side of the hedge and peered through
a small opening.
"oh, can see them now quite plain
ly. Just look-they are down, the
| osiers, and will soon be here"
Gilbert knelt by her side and held
| back some brambles that had intercept
ed his view, his heart beating furiously
and his hands trembling as he found
| his face SO dangerously near to Doro-
thy's.
A sudden peal of laughter and John
Beasley's voice calling out: "Are you
saying your prayers?" brought Gilbert
| to his feet and the blood to Dorothy's
| face.
Angry words sprang to his lips, but
he was silenced by an appeal from
pair of very soft brown eyes, and turn
ing toward Dorothy he said:
"Yes, was kneeling by your side;
can't you guess what"
"Look out, sir, there's lot of duck
| coming over" This from the loader,
| who had been munching twigs in
ruminative manner.
Gilbert picked up his gun, but it was
too late, and he knew that Beasley
would have another chance of saying
something unpleasant about his shoot
ing. After that there was no time for
talking; it was hot work for ten min
utes and big mixed bag was the re-
suit
Before lunch was over Dorothy set
tied to go home by returning dog cart
| that had come out with fresh supply
of cartridges, and as she was leaving
she saw Miss Green preparing her
camera for action, young man in at
tendance busy with the tripod and the
legs.
John helped her with her wraps, say
ing as he did so:
Il am sorry you are going home,
Miss Lane, / wanted you to be in the
group" and then, in lower voice:
'You know very well shall not care to
have copy unless you are in it."
''Never mind, Miss Green will be
there" said Dorothy, as she clambered
up into the dog cart
John made a pretense of settling the
rugs round her feet and whispered:
THANK goodness, she will be busy
with her camera; have had enough OF
Miss Green's society for one day, and
you know very well that at all times l
infinitely prefer yours"
Seeing doubling look in Dorothy's
face, he added: You do not believe it,
Dorothy, but it is true. / swear l will
not go near Miss Green again to-day"
The cart moved off, and Dorothy had
plenty to think of during her home
ward drive. She knew very well that
she cared for Gilbert Hurst. and that
she had cared foc him ev er since she
met him on the river two years ago;
they had often met since, and now had
been for a week together under the
same roof. Surely those honest gray
eyes could not lie; yet why did he so
often avoid Der and why did he always
make way for John Beasley whenever
he tried to monopolize her society?
Yet, surely he must have meant some
thing just now-or was he only anus
ing himself, and did John really care
more for her than Gilbert did?
After dinner that evening she was
playing some dreamy German music
that seemed to have particularly
soothing effect on Lord Harley, who
was half buried and half asleep in
big arm chair before the fire, when
John came up and leaned over her
shoulder till his lips almost touched
her hair, and said in low voice:
81 kept my word this afternoon;
what is to be my reward?"
THAT you shall be allowed to turn
over the next two pages of music for
me-" she answered. And this, after"
she added, nodding toward the gar
denia that she had left with ner gloves
and fan on the piano.
Gilbert's jealous ears heard the an
swer, and he went off with rage in his
heart
The following day it rained in tor
rents. Miss Green and several of the
guests were leaving, and Dorothy went
off to the dark room at the far end of
the house to develop some negatives
that she had taken of aruined castle in
the neighborhood.
She found all in order as she had left
1t, and soon had everything ready for
business, developing solution, alum,
hypo, all in their respective places, and
red lamp lighted, the matches close at
hand and the candle blown out. She
reached up to the shelf for the slide,
took out the negative and slipped it
quickly into the developing tray for the
preliminary wash and then poured the
solution over its surface.
She gently rocked the tray to and fro
in the dim red light and saw the high
lights make their appearance one by
one.
She searched in vain for the turrets
of the ruined castle and for the high
belt of trees on the hill beyond, and be-
gan to fear she had taken two pictures
on the same plate. Presently odd shapes
and strange figures began to appear.
which, after little fresh developer
had been poured over them, took the