The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-05-22
HER BLIND RIVAL.

It was an intensely hot morning In June,
as Dorothy Beresford, hot and painting and
laden with canvas, paint box, ETC., climbed
the long stairs leading to the studio In st.
Stephens Green, Dublin, where she
worked.
This was Monday, the first day for the
new model, and Dorothy presently found
herself one of a group of eight or nine stu
dents watching with pleasant excitement
the posing of handome melancholy eyed
Italian boy on the little platform.
A quarter before 3 o'clock, the time
for closing, Dorothy, her face burning
with artistic excitement, turned to get
some raw sienna AS she flung the tube
back she cast hasty glance into the street
below, and the glance merged into pro-
Ionged stare.
A slight girl, In soft gray dress, with
large hat to match leaned on the arm OF
a young man. whose upright, easy figure
was very familiar Very familiar, indeed
Only last night In her aunt's hall her head
had rested against that shoulder, that arm
had been round her.
Only four months-four happy months
since Ferguson Graham, the rising bar
rister, had been introduced to Dorothy;
only three weeks since the day she had
given the answer pleadingly sought by the
owner Of that arml
But now another girl is leaning on that
arm. Who is shef
The same evening Ferguson Graham
called at Dorothy's home.
"You are working too hard at the studio,
darling" he said quietly.
"Not bit. 1t Is my greatest enjoy
ment. Have you been very busy todayY'
"IP" he answered lamely. "Oh, mol
well-rather
II hope you got some relaxationp"
dorothy, darling, what Is wrongy" he
said softly.
Dorothy battled hard with a rush Of
| tears. Then the recollection of the seal
| under the beech tree rose too painfully dis
| tinct She flung her head aside and sprant
| to her feet making for the door.
But Ferguson Graham placed himsel
before her and said;
| Don't try to go on with this acting
Dorothy Tell me the meaning OF you
manners. l have right to know, ant
what is more will know"
In silence they stood one breathless In
slant, then, wrenching herself free with
passionate gesture and low breathed .
thought you loved me-" Dorothy wa
gone. The next day Dorothy spent at Lu
can, refusing to see her lover on plea Q
headache when he called late in the even
ing. And another night she tossed on he
bed, making up her mind that she woul
give back her ring and never see him agai
and as quickly unmaking 1t again.
The next day was studio day AGAR
Dorothy worked with feverish rapidly
which surprised herself and her master
The passionate eyes Of the model glove
at her from out of the canvas.
Half past 9 o'clock. Yes. There the
werel Dorothys heart gave great boun'
her face grew pale and she stepped car
lessly back as II to view her work.
They arc seated close together and Il
stantly, as Dorothy looks, the girl opel
her handbag and gives a photograph
Ferguson.
Dorothy's heart grew cold and fair
only few days ago he had begged for b
photo; now he is treasuring another'sl
In trembling, foyerish haste easel al
canvas are put by and Dorothy, scarce
realizing her intention, finds herself {
the walk leading to the beech tree.
She is close to him now and she stan
transfixed, for the beautiful eyes Of Il
girl uplifted TO her companion, are ute
ly, Enthusiastically sightless Dorothy know
all now.
Ferguson looks up and in another
slant Dorothy, faint and trembling,
led to the seat and hears him sayin
"You know my sister Lilly, Dorothy,
least, by hearsay," hears another swe
voice saying, "This is really Dorothy
feels slender fingers delicately tou
her face and learns that Lilly, wi
: her sister Agnes, has come to Dublin
a private visit to see DIR. Fitzgerald aga
? "a little vain hopc of Lilly's own-th
{ Agnes caught cold on Sunday in St. P'
, | rick's cathedral, therefore Ferguson b
, brought Lilly here each day for fresh all
And then she hears Ferguson whisT
very low:
"And you could doubt me, DorothyY'
"Forgive mo. Ferguson. - Lond
News.