The Wadsworth dispatch. [volume] (Wadsworth, Nev.) 1892-1899, 1895-12-11
WEDNESDAY,. .DECEMBER II, 1895.
THAT INTERVIEW.

We were in a parlor car on the Ca
madam Pacific, 40 miles out Of Moose
jaw, and westward bound. | met three
civil engineers, in the employ of the
company, at Winnipeg, and we were
cumming it to Vancouver.
mot half bad looking said Parkin
under his breath.
"Deuced fine looking girl" said Ora
ham, with an admiring glance in the
direction of the star passenger.
"Clean built and well groomed,"
muttered Clarke critically. 81 wonder
how she talks"
I had been regarding the young WON
an carefully. She was very pretty, but
that was not alone what caused me to
transgress the rules of good breeding by
staring hard at our charming vis-a-vis.
Was it fancy? At any rate I could have
sworn that, as her eyes met mine over
the top of the book, there was an OK
preston in them which said as plainly
as words could have conveyed the idea,
II desire to communicate.
1t was like a flash, this gesture of the
girl across the way, and possibly l
might have been mistaken. Could she
have been simply tossing back a stray
lock of the golden sheen that enveloped
her handsome head? Perhaps-but
then, that glance.
Lets go and smoke said Parkin
rising and making for the smoking com
partment.
"I'n join you in a moment, y / said,
and my companions filed out. AS they
disappeared down the aisle l cast a
guarded glance in the direction of the
young woman. She had dropped the
book to her knees and was leaning for
ward slightly. One white hand lay or
the plush covered arm of the seat, the
other still separated the leaves of the
magazine. Her lustrons eyes were gaz
ing straight ut me. Her lips, parted
slightly, seemed about to address me.
Surely there could be no mistaking the
situation, but still, 1 reflected. it was
we'll to be guarded i'll such matters.
Having filled my cigar case from "a box
in my grip, preserving meanwhile what
l have always fiattered myself was an
air of indifference, l made a move to re-
join my companions. Then, with a quick
motion of the body, a nervous gesture Of
the hand, she spoke.
II beg your pardon" she said. "I-
er-that is-will you grant me a mo-
ment's Conversations"
All, the voice was not disappointing
quite the reverse l thought-well
modulated, subdued, ladylike, in a
word, but Enthusiastically American.
II shall be profoundly honored," I
answered. approaching the plush throne
of my fascinating neighbor.
pray sit down-er-that is-if / am
not OBTAINING you" she went on, with
the sweetest smile in the world, indicat-
ing at the same time a seat opposite her
own
Coolest cheek / ever encountered"
was my silent reflection, but l sat down
and awaited developments.
1T is so-er-such a difficult matter
to approach, " she began i'll a queer sort
of way. ~ wish we knew each other a
little better, you know
Heaven send the opportunity" l
spoke with all the gallantry at my COM
mand. Lost her purse-wants to bor-
row money--father a minister in Mont
real, and all that sort of thing" I
thought, and then kicked myself for
harboring such an idea. "If l can be Of
any possible service" I said, II shall
be charmed.
"Sir, she replied, with an appealing
gesture, lyon are able to render me an
immense service-if you will. But stay
of course you consider my addressing
you in this manner an objectionable i'm
pertinence. l am an American, you
know" she continued, with a quaint
little pride i'll the saying OF it, land
with a touch of h%eroics) a business
woman"
Pardon NO." 1 ventured. "A lady
can address a gentleman under almost
any conceivable circumstances"
Twill you, then, accept my card"
she proceeded, offering "a tiny slip of
cardboard. l took it and read the in
corintion GEMorrnraf GtanForJ Snaoia1