Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1896-02-27


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Why, hsha juSt lovely and beAutiiul.
H4A1 1nch : glOflous gsSes and yellow
61nded.snakss and 10 coiled around my
EGxEm aa1f he'd always known me-
Mrs. Clifford dfvw beck with horror
ses3oksn face, darting across ct her daughter
~ aams .steeithy sort Of look she had
giysn her husband the night after Elma'a
"a snake she repeated, aghast; =
snake! Oh. Elma!
Why, You never told me that. And Id
cofled around your arm. How horrible!"
Nut Elmo wasn't 70 be put down by en-.
GAmations of horror.
why. you're not afraid Of snakes your
self you know. mother she went on, un-
dismayed. II remember papa saying that
when you were 1t st. Kits with him YOU
never minded them Q bit. but caught them
Ia your hands like m Indian juggler. and
treated them IS playthings; 10 wasn't
af1:id, s niesra I. suppose 2. h i.,s as asd1s T.
few seconds with . very pale face.
II suppose IL is" she said, slowly and
sfifiy, with IN evident effort. Most things
are, in fact, in this world we live in. Bot
1 didn't know you, at least, had inherited
Just at that moment they we're relieved
from the temporary embarrassment which
the mention OF ~SArdanapalus seemed to
have caused the party, by the approach OF
= tall and very handsome man, who came
forward with q smile toward where their
group was standing. He was military in
bearing, and had dark-brown hair. with q
white muStache; but he hardly looked
q once from his erect carriage and the
singular yOuthfulness Of both lace and fig
ur0. That he was D born aristocrat one
could see in every motion OF his well-built
limbs. His mien had that ineffable
air Of grace and breeding which sometimes
families. Very much like Cyril, too, Guy
thought to himself, in . fash ofintuition:
very much like Cyril, the way he raised his
hat and then smiled urbanely on Mrs.
Clifford and Elma. BUTT was Cyril grown
old, and prematurely white, and filed full
with the grave ~haughtiness Of an honored
aristOcrat.
.sWhy, here's Colonel Ke~lnscott!" Mrs.
Clifford exclaimed, With . sigh of relief,
mot . little set ut ease by the timely diver
sion. Were 80 glad you've come, Colonel.
And Lady Emily, too, she's over yonder, is
she? All, well, I'll look out for her. We
heard ron were to be here. Oh, how kind
worse for her adventure, thank heaven!
Just . little shaken, that's oil. but not
otherwise injured. And this gentleman's
the brother OF the kind friend who was SO
good to her In the tunnel. I'm not quite
sure OF the name. l think it's"
"Guy Waring," the young man inter-
posed, blandly.
Hardly anyone who looked at Colonel
Kelnlscott's eyes could even have perceived
tho profound surprise this announcement
caused him. He bowed without moving q
muscle OF that military face. Guy himself
never noticed the intense emotion the in
PRODUCTION aroused IN the distinguished
stranger. But Mrs. Clifford and Elnia, each
scanning him closely with those keen gray
syes az fheirs, observed ct once that, un-
moved - he appeared, . t~hunderb0lt fall
inR q his feet could lot more thoroughly
and completely have stunned him. For asec-
Ond or Y he gaxed In the young mans face
ulleasily, his color came sud went, his bosom
heavsd9i II silence; then he roped his mus.
tsche with his trembling fingers, and tried
In vain 20 pump up some harmless REMARK
appropriate TO the OCCASION. But no re-
marx came TO him. Mrs. Clifford darted .
furtive glance OF Elma, and ElMa darted
hack i fuftive glance at Mrs. Clifford.
Neither said . word, and each let her eye
dnoD 70 the ground ct once q they met thu
Others. Hut zach knew in her heart
that something passing strange had aston
ished Colonel Kelmscott; and zach knew,
too. that the other observed it.
Mother snd deughtre. indeed, needed no
q another. The deep intuition that de-
scendsd TO both was enough to put them In
sy!npathy Of once without the iced of axti-
culate Language.
aYes, Ii. Guy waring," Mrs.. Clifford
repeated q last, breaking the awkward
silence that s~upervened upon the group.
THE brother Of Mr.. Cyril Warirg. who
was 20 kind the other day to my daughter
IN the tunnel"
The Colonel started imperceptibly 70 the
naked eye again.
With an effort to speak ct last. 1--WE read
about Il, Of cOurse; it wa in all the pa
pers. And-eh-is your brother
here. too. this afternoon, Nj. War
ing?'