The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1896-03-06

Of tAis line Of conduct Was that but
little inquiry was made after the fate
Of the fugitives, and even such as the
Maclanes pretended to make, was nat
urally and Intentionally abortive. In
those days the vast plains swallowed
human units as the great sen might,
and, unless by chance, or by dintI Of
persevering and strained inquiry, the
Whereabouts Of Lucy ana Herbert
could not have easily been discovered.
AS to Dick Ashland, people had III
ways been wondering why he had
been living in that out-of-the-way
place., and his habits had always 1fcn
solitary and retiring. 1t excited no
surprise, therefore, that he should Aavc
left; the neighborhood, his assastins
having taken care SO to strip his cibin
rs to give every semblance OF truth to
their story.
The Maclanes had been wise en4lgh
in their generation to allow q 4ltfi-
cient stretch Of time-more thai
year, in fact-to elapse before pro-
claiming their discovery to the wfld.
In the meantime. they had taxed all
the necessary steps to secure to them
selves the safe and undisputcd po4cs-
sions of the land that thus teehed
with wealth. The red-handed rortne
smiled, anu, by her guilty leer, Ihcy
was, and remained forgotten.
Nearly three weeks had pm ed
since Lord Ceve's arrival in Ion
don, and he had not, for second tine,
set eyes on Lady Evelyne WyIter
or the Maclanes. He had taken
part in none of societies ceremonhls,
until, one afternoon, in company Nth
Mr.. Quenthelm he strolled into The
Royal Horticultural society's groutds.
at South KensingtOn, where ch;}ity
fete was being held. The lovely (ar-
den was ablaze with the choiest
bloom and green, and filled wit
fashionable throng. Delicate, kh-
born ladies hawkcd trinkets and tri-
hes, while others had, for the nofe,
transformed themselves into sail
vendors and barmaids.
Lord Cleve and Mr.. Quenthelm san-
tered up and down the broad walks.
stopping here and there to purchas( Tor
to chat, for, although the young hrl
knew few persons, his companion nd
some measure Of acquaintance With
most. Quite buzz Of excitement pl-
lowed their footsteps. as everyl}ly
wanted to have look ut the yohg
nObleman, whose romantic career. ad,
perhaps, also, his bachelor cOndi1n,
made him so very interesting. He
glasses We're raised, and opera-gla4es
were pointed with but slight cere}o-
ny, and Herbert. to escape, II posSle.
from the well-bred rudeness wfh
logged him, walked leisulely withkis
companion toward more seclred
part of the grounds. He thus manaed
to free himself from the starers no
nlobbed him, and was about to eXplss
to his companion his satisfactionat
the result, when he heard himself d.
dressed by name.
Lord Cleve, won't you buy Soc
thing from me?"
He turned, and found that the sptk-
err was no less person than Lady w.
elyne Wynter.
do buy something. Lord Cleve, ''lc
lady chatted on, exhibiting ba4et
with a heterogeneous profusion of oil
ties and uselessness. ut Is for CHI
ty, you know-a hospital-mOst desv.
With that the young lady dippedh-
to her assortment of wares and 10
duced a handsome cigar case.
"Only five pounds, Lord Clcve. i'd
it's such deserving charity. XIV
you won't refuse me-"
Lord Cleve naturally neither cdd
nor did refuse. He counted out e
five sovereigns, and as he did sdc
. looked into my lady's langui1, smihg
! eyes. They were big, and they VIC
blue, and although they were MEIER
as big nor as blue as Lucy's, I'D
} Cleve thought them very beautil.
Lady Evelyne was not IS prettAs
, Lucy-that she conld not possibly +
!, but Lord Cleve thought she waas
/ handsome a young woman-nexto
= Lucy-as he had seen in his lffe.ks
) he placed the coins on the veg
= lady's extended palm, his fingerps
> barely touched the soft and veIy
/, hand, and whether it were from ai-
p son of feeling or just for the fun ohe
q thing, both Lady Evelyne and Hert
: smiled.
: The young lady had no difdcultn
;. admitting that the young earl wa
. handsome example of distinguhd
? manhood, and harmony of sentint
= between the two was quickly scar
established that they began to 1t.
apparently in fun, of their. as BY
u called it, past and forgotten enie
'ment.
y ITO Be Continued)
II THE DOG OF THE IRON MA.