Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1897-07-27

the voice of a gentlewoman for many,
many months, was pleased-well pleased
| only trust you may never learn to
know, as most women do what it means
to be tired of not having been safe .
Then he mounted her and put the reins
in her long, slender hands. He had seen
no long, slender hands, either, in many,
many months.
| When he, too, was mounted, he raised
his sombrero. GOOD morning, Miss
Chamberlain, he said
But Miss Chamberlain had no IL ind
| that it should end thus. Her narrow blAt;
| eyes looked at him innocently. "Weren +
| you going to town."
| Lovat hesitated.
II know you were. Come. "
| "In-
| "Oh, If you don't want to, you needn'tn'
she said, gently aggrieved. She was al
ways gentle.
''Miss Chamberlain You know it is
not that
| CITIZEN why don't you conner"
| "Your father would not be pleased, to
be quite frank"
Wouldn't hep WhyP"
| Lovat looked at her searchingly. He
suspected guile behind such unnatural in
nocence, but the sweet questioning of her
saintlke face treasured him. He did not
answer, but turned and rode with her
They talked of many things, for Miss
Chamberlain was clever and accom-
| plished little person, and at last they
| spoke of music. Miss Chamberlain knew
| nothing of it.
"What pity" Lovat calculated.
/ v,tlry
| lips, was very cabalistic charm and fem
mime.
"You look like one. You'd be perfect
at a harp, you are so tall and SO exceed
ingly slight, and you've the face of a St.
Cecilia
"Well, I'm not musician and I'm not
saint. Saints never have black eyes"
But, alas, he thought now that they had,
because of the soft voice and the picture
face and the little, chiseled features and
the parted, low knotted hair, and also be-
cause he had known no woman like her
for many, many months.
And before they parted they had planned
to meet again. She did it, but he didn't
notice that. They met once and again,
and yet again and again, and Lovat was
in love- Then indeed he truly regretted
the barrier he had built between himself
and this girl, who was iDnocently risking
neutrality-suspicious. her life, for her IA
ther was fiery man--for him. 1t had
taken him only dozen years to construct
between himself and any good woman he
might really love wall that in all his
days could never be RACED. He decided
finally that the only course that would be
fair to her and easier for all would be an
open one.
They sat together on the shady side of a
low hill late one day
Constance" he said, "I'm going to
ask your father to let you marry me, il
you are willing to-"
The bright color faded from her cheeks.
"Don't say you aren t willing" he cried.
She still said nothing whatever.
care you, Constance
eyes,
"Then why did you get SO paleF"
II don't know Did II"
She cried little and said she was very
happy and that she would marry him,
even if her father would not consent.
"But don't ask him till after the races,
will your"
''Two weeks-a whole fortnight! Whyf"
because.
every WE'LL"
He did not see her again before the
races. She sent him note saying that she
did not dare to meet him, that her father
had forbidden the long rides alone. She
would wear his colors at the track. Fol
Lovat was to ride So We're several Of the
officers. 1t was gentlemans race. The
cup was given by the garrison women.
Lovat won it. He and the officers went
into Miles City to rejoice. Some were in
blackboard, some, with their wives, in
the ambulances, most were on horseback.
He rode with these latter and watched
Miss Chamberlain, who was ahead on the
road, riding with Lieutenant Garrett She
had not worn his colors; though, to be
sure, she had worn none at all. Lovat had
kept studiously away from thepost women
all day, but just once he had passed close
to Constance.
"Will you meet me tomorrow at the old
place, dearf" he said quickly.
She did not raise her eyes or seem to no.
tice him, but she answered, eyes, Wilton,
at A."
1t happened that Loyat was riding be.
side Captain Chamberlain.
Captain Chamberlain, he said, "as !
have won the ladies' cup, do you think
they would consent to baptize it for me?"
"Why, yes. should think SO. -
"Then will you have the ambulances and
Miss Chamberlain stop in front of Stew
arts and will send it out to them?'
So the ambulances stopped at Stewards,
and the officers got out, but the women
staid in, and Miss Chamberlain and Carrot
waited too. Garrett was temperance man
and very good. Lovat filled the cup with
champagne and sent 1t out with his COM
| pliments and thanks. He felt just bit
bitter as he did So He watched Constance
| from an open window. She did not see
him, and when the cup came to her she
rejected it with disdain. She was playing
to Garrett now. Lovat heard her say, 81
don't drink wine, Mr.. Garrett, more espe-
cially when 1t comes from man like Mr..
Lovat.
man tried to tell himself. He hoped SO
until the next day at 4, when Constance
and Garrett cantered by him as he waited
| at the trysting place, and Garrett raised his
| cap to him, but she ignored him and
laughed her low, pretty laugh as she said
to the lieutenant, "What serious British
| face he wearsl'
Before long even the men dropped Loyat.
Still, they were sorry when he shot him
self in the lonely ranchhouse one night.
But Miss Chamberlain was secretly rather
proud. -Gwendolen Overton in Argonaut.
Rough IN John.
Mrs. Billus-John, are you going to
vote at the primary election this morning
Mr.. Billus-No. haven't time.
ca pause.)
Mr.. Billus-M Maria, what are you doing
with that old suit Of minep
Mrs. Billus-I'm going to put 1t on and
go and vote at the primary. l don't want
Il a. L. hnr of