Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1895-04-11

women and young men. She had lived
in many lands, and had skimmed the
creme of the best societies abroad. She
was a typical hostess in knowing how to
drown her self-consciousness in the in.
dustrious streams of caring for and pro-
noting the comfort and joys of her
friends. No one sent other than a stern
ly necessary regret for invitations to her
dinners and entertainments.
"You are very fortunate. Mr.. Car
son." said sparkling young beauty to
him on an introduction, ''in being as q
stranger 80 soon invited to Mrs. Judge
Stevens house. Now, if these were Mrs.
Mortimer Merton's drawing rooms, l
might say you were a nobleman. She
is as fond of celebrities as is your Lon
don World newspaper"
CarsOn's face flushed slightly ut the
unconscious hit, as he retorted: "Are no.
blemen, then, so much sought after as
our Welsh saddles of mutton?"
Yes, we have a craze on noblemen.
For instance, look at that group under
the Millet picture yonder. Matrons and
daughters are clustered around that re-
Gently arrived baronct, Sir Frederic MUIR
ray"
Carson looked in the direction, and
his imperturbability slightly faltered in
look and tone, for the parsonage in pro-
cess of being adored was not that baro-
net, whom he well knew. "Rich, presume.
and marriageable?" he interrogatively
answered.
"Oh, yes, and he brought splendid let
tiers. Besides the baronetage tells all
about him."
"And do letters and a printed book
constitute all that American families &C.
cept as social Vouchers
The tete-a-tete was interrupted by the
polite beg pardon" and an introduction
to the cha,tv beauty, while Carson pass
ed over to the group around the baronet
and soon obtained an introduction. "Shall
roast, or roost and play the detective"
he thought to himself.
you also, hear, are from England:
are you much acquainted there?" said
the 'baronet," with a family suspicious
falter in his tone.
No, indeed, for l am only of the mid
die class-a bankers clerk-and, Of
course, 90 little into such society as
yours, Sir Frederic
The latter put his glass to his eyes,
gave naughty stare. and seemingly re-
lieved stonily said: 'Quite so. fancied
as much. Of course-of course" and
turned away to pose before matron and
two daughters garlanded for any chance
matrimonial sacrifice.
Carson soon took occasion to rejoin an
other young chatty American to whom
he had been presented, and whom he had
graciously asked to point out few of the
noted guests.
swell, yonder stands a veteran ex-dip-
lomatist and historian, who was many
years in Paris. Note his tall form, his
Romanesque profile and pose You see
commence at American beginning. for
his reat-grandfather was veritable
aboriginal chieftain of the Mohawk
tribe, near Albany. See, he yet shows
the skull and high cheek-bones of the In
dian. How courtly his bow, engendered
of European atmosphercs, to the lady he
pauses before"
"And she-why. she seems a veritable
shop window of jewels as she SITS
'"The wife of millionaire by inherit
ance. and of German ancestry. His
grandfather explored Alaska rs a furrier
long before Behring straits became a
crooked element of diplomatic combat.
There are other races to right of them,
races to left of them all types of blood
crossings in American residents. Per
haps every civilized country of the world
is represented in the guests present For
instance, at the end of the room, by the
crystal mirror, is an ex-mayor of this
city whose paternal grandfather was of
your country and the grandmother was
hot
ternal grandfather was a Hollander and
the grandmother French woman. He
married the daughter of lady who was
Manx, and who married Canadian"
Fancy languidly responded Mr.. Car
son, 'you positively reckon ancestry here
by multiplication; we Britons only by the
algebraic quantities of an X among the
Druids and the unknown quantity of a
" among Normans."
"While this reception is somewhat re-
markable for wealth, it is more notable
for brains Brain power here. as in
London, does not accumulate wealth, but
here, as in London, wealth, in it's hospi-
tally, renders homage to the brains that
guide pen and pencil. Yes, the brunette
gentleman leaning on the chair lined
with tapestry is literary man, and not
q millionaire. He is journalist of skill
and power; not SO much ut present a
writer as suggester to other writer's.
The conversation was here interrupted
by a tap on Carson's back from the fan
of the first piquant beauty whom he had
met on his entrance. and Of whom he had
been in search. what an automaton in
our society Briton ISL she began as
gaily and a. confdentially as il she had
known him for ages. II have been OBJ
serving You. You have reminded me of
images / saw in your Nine. Toussaud's
exhibition, or in our own Eden Musee.
Do you Britons ever show animation or
exhibit sentiment even, when talking
it? Is every Briton used up at-at, well.
let us say, 3O?" And she slightly blush
ed, AZ did he, for he had been only that
moment impressed with the beauty Of
her eyes, and with the elastic stamp OF
enthusiasm upon her features. Enthu-
siasm and volubility in a woman were
rare qualities to him.
He became conscious of positively feel
ing q new sensation. Instinctively his
hand went to his pulse. 1t was actually
beating fast, and for a moment this wear
led scholar Of the mundane was embar-
raised. This feeling increased when he
semi-awkwardly added:
II am frightfully forgetful, don't you
know, and really cannot recall the name
by which you were introduced"