The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1895-11-15

We ask Of life no gift
But lOve-but l0yew
1t is distinctly passionate little eff
fort on Dartford's part, but. unfOrtu-
nately, Mrs. Maxwell, a little, light
hearted, half-pretty woman of thirty
five or %. has passing tendresse for
him, and who had asked him to sing,
takes the devotion, the words, the
subdued passion, entirely as her own.
What a heavenly song!' says she,
waylaying him as he rises from the
piano. and, bending forward, in q lit
tie fashion Of her own, to glance up
at him from under her lashes. "And
how true! Oh" rapturously, Glove,
lOvew
"Love-that makes the world 20
round" says he CURLY, making a pre-
tence Of filling up her sentence. "That
Is about as near rubbish, you know,
as they make 1t nowadays. It's money
money that makes the world revolve.
That's the true axis. You take my
word for it."
There is something q little brutal
about the mana little vulgar. Hav-
ing thus. without regard to the small
est courtesy, "choked Oh" as he would
himself have said, this woman with
whom he had dallied many an hour
and oft, he crosses the room to where
the latest fancy sits smiling kindly at
old General Maxwell.
Il am telling Miss Fairfax that she
has been a little unkind to us to-
night" says the general. looking up
at hartford. 1--WE 30 seldom have the
chance Of hearing her divine interpre-
tations of our favor'tes that she should
not grudge us good deal Of her violin
when We do meet. And you, Dart
ford. have heard you accompany her.
It was a treat. Might" turning gal
lantly to Eleanor, ian old man plead
for such another perfect half hour to.
night?"
"You have a silver tongue, general.
What Is 1t could refuse you?" SAYS
Miss Nell, sweetly. "Are you T. the
vein. Lord hartford? Come, then, we
will do our best to charm this cley-
crest, II kindliest of critics." She
smiles down at the general. who. in
truth, has fine knowledge OF music.
and love for 1t passing all Others.
Moving across the room beside Lord
hartford, she happens to pass her
cousin, and, mindful of his warming
of the morning, the malicious sprite
that has kept closely at her side all
the evening prompts her to throw him
defiant word or two.
I'VE are going to give you some.
thing to dwell upon," cries she,
with radiant, sauciness, looking
back at him over her Shout
THAT TROUBLESOME GIRL
der, while, with one hand lifted. she
trifes with the amber beads around
her neck. Something to remember.
Don't lose a note. I feel am going
to excel myself! Lord hartford has In
spired me-"
1t IL an audacious little speech, and
but for the extreme childishness that
characterizes her, might be termed
bold. 1t makes her nothing, lloweye::.
save naughty child. Dalrymple re-
turns her provoking gaze steadily,
with an unsmlling eye. He Is worth
ten thousand Dartfords, but, unfortu-
nately, Is 80 much In earnest that lie
gives himself away a good deal. and
permits her to see only the uncom-
Portable side Of him. Beyond the
glance he makes no reply.
you are so entirely a person to he
congratulated on every point" says
/
crumpled rose-leaf cannot affiict you
yours is It,"
"How?" says she with suspicious in
nocence, looking quickly round.
"Surly beggar, eh?" says hartford
secure In the knowledge that she lad
given Dalrymple rather angry lool
when he had refused to answer her.
II think I have gathered from hin
that you are not q very intimate friend
of his" says she, coldly. annoyed with
out knowing why. Truly, she telli
herself, hartford though unrivaled a,
times, and OF course 1t is always II
bad taste to abuse ones relations t.
ones face.
"What shall 1t be?" says she, look
ing down at the heap Of music ON tn,
stand near the piano.
CHAPTER VIII.
Dalryaple Secs Too Much and Toe
"Thls, this has thrown serpent Il
my heart
While It o'erfiowed with tenderness
with Joy.
With all the sweetness OF exultini
love,
Now nought but gall is there ant
burning poison"
"what you WILL" returns he, ant
presently something II chosen, ant
melody such as Is not often heard Il
private life 10 swelling the air. Con
versation languishes, and though Mrs
Maxwell, who is angry, tries to keel
It up, soon dies away altogether. Ev
eryb0dy gives him and herself NOR
comfortable shake into the chair Oc
cupied and prepares to listen with
gsd heart.