Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-02-12

AIt6I 0eIs CSCauSc ucl&nc1- u Us KNOWS
what she will do nexti After her box
ing that mans ears at Berkshire House
the other night
HE is . nasty manP' said Lady de
Sails, with gesture and look Of dis
gust. "All the other women, including
Cynthia, had longed to do it, but they
had not Lesley's courage. A few hum
dred girls like her would work q whole
some reformation in the men g manners,
and, unconventional as she is, from head
to foot and in every word and action she
is thoroughbred, like all your family.
Jane" she added, smiling.
"A buck" Lesley was saying medi-
tatively wouldn't it be nice to have
an cdmirer who was u young buck Of
| the old school, white satin continual
lions, seals and embroidered waistcoat
| of the briefest, a rolled stock and gor-
| geous coat. like the lovers in Marcus
Stones pictures?"
"They would usurp our privileges"
| said Cynthia, whose GOODNESS was fast
melting before Lesley's friendliness.
land think how it would dock q wom-
| ans clothes if two sumptuous wardrobes
had to be providedv'
"Well, the men are dreadfully mo-
notonous, said Lesley. with q dissatis-
fled air. eff they would only wear red
ties or something to prevent ones mis-
| taking them for the waitersl And often
the walters look SO much more like gen.
tlemen than tho real ones do! It's q
| treat to see a man in his racing colors.
| Are You going to see Ronny ride ut San
down?' she added, looking away from
Cynthia, who was beautiful today in
a tawny pink muslin gown that made
one think of softly glowing topaz as
one looked at her.
"Does he ride?'
Cynthia's voice was steady, but into
her
| Dirk eyes splendor,
Where the warm light loves to dwell.
came the look that only Ronny Kilmur-
ray out of all men living had been able
to bring there and bid stay.
Eyes. Isn't it pity he is SO spoiled?
Because he is the first gentleman rider
in England, and because he just did his
duty, it seems to me he is in danger of
becoming very selfish, disagreeable
young man indeed"
at isn't either of those things" said
:, Cynthia, coloring and looking out at the
park. cit is because he is such splen-
did fellow all round. He is the very
type of the best sort of Englishman.
"He is just an extremely clean look
ing, obstinate. high principled, master
full Briton." said Lesley, nodding, land
if some woman who didn't care but
ton for him licked him into shape he
might make a fairly decent husband to
some other woman some day, but his
mother ard sisters have spoiled him, and
he'll want no end of discipline first -
Lesley wagged her head with an air
of the deepest conviction, and Cynthia's
spirits flew up as she said, laughing:
lyon know q great deal for Is, Miss
Malincourt.
Elm 60. Auntie was good bit out
in my age, but it isn't necessary for me
to disabuse her mind of the error. It's
the Country life I've led. And to do
whatever you like, and how You like,
and have no one to hamper or oppose
you in any Of your whims, is the finest
recipe for bloom and good temper i'm
aginable.
Cynthia sighed.
ave can't all let ourselves Co." she
said. "Some people have got to have
self control, and once they've thorough
" learned that lesson" she added in O
lower tone, "they have about learned
all there is to know
II think I could learn that lesson,
too, if I'd got to-" said Lesley, with
something strenuous in her young face
and voice. "And suppose shall have
to some day, for all the women must,
and the men, neverP'
"Ronny has learned it, " said CYNTHIA.
And Lesley longed to shake this glo-
rious creature whom love had humbled
to the point Of making herself cheap.
"And is it wise to tell him so?' she
said. "You must keep a man hungry
hungry-or he will never do this best,
or love you his best-neverl A mans
self control lasts just so long as he does
not want thing. He clamors and cries
for it like child when once his eye has
coveted it,"
How you hate men p said Cynthia,
under her breath.
II do. Whenever find bad woman,
I say, "A bad man has passed by therey
Lady Cranstoun says I am mad ON that
point, and they are all SO good to me-
But it isn't me; it's my little face
Wien it gets broad and middle aged,
mems eyes will look past it, with their
life love seeking for some delicate NOR
sci to satisfy their pleasurep'
But some men will love you for
your heart-yoursefv cried out Gym
thia, to whom this country girl was q
revelation. "And you always look 90
boundlessly, intoxicatingly happyr'
Eyes. I am happy. But go much
among the poor at Malincourt. Isee life
as it is, and perhaps for good, perhaps
for ill-who knows?@I have been the
close companion Tor years of q woman
who knows the world and turns it in
side out for me like glove. with every
seam showing. So have youth and NO
illusions. >"
"And. thus panoplied, your friend
has let you forth as a scourge on man.
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