Santa Fe daily New Mexican., 1897-12-10

the crest Of the great Samuel on her fan.
The day after he called on the friend who
wished TO marry him to the daughter of
the old nobility, thanked her for the in
tended honor, but also informed her that
he needed little more brilliaucy III his
salon
81 do not pretend that Marie Marthe is
a Nine do SeNigne, but you should not
Judge of her Intelligence after single in
tervew | believe that il you were mar
ricd to her you would never regret it. Cnll
again and give her fair trial
Thanks, but a life trial would be too
long F"
''Well give her a fortnights grace. 1t
must not be said that you refused Mile
d 'Hautefort OH account of nocturne bad
ly played and a scarf awkwardly picked
up"
Against his will Count MacTreyor
went to the marquises reception the fol-
lowing Thursday. The same experience
awaited him--no music this time, no awll-
wardness but the same inexplicable 81
lence The marquise and her friends filled
the evening with conversation on two
equally edifying topics--the corruption of
the age and genealogies. "A young girl
must be kept a child, J." repeated the dow
ager, ''else she will not be worthy of be-
coming woman"
ie-Marthe broke the silence which
enveloped her only to ask Adrien to buy
tickets for charity fete in which she was
to take part
On returning home he found perfumed
envelope containing tickets for the same
fete, where Mile. Clary Bernard was also
to shine Decidedly matters were growing
interesting Adrien could well under
stand the fair Bernard would be charm
ing, but how about the little sister in the
gray gown?
The gayety of the fete was at it's height
when Count MacTrevor entered the
grounds where it was held. The trees were
hung with many colored lanterns which
shed their soft rays on the happy crowd
The military band, the joyous shouts of
children, creaking wheels of fortune, the
eloquence of Punch and Judy, the gay
chatter, all made parts of q symphony
around him. and with blond marquise
in heliotrope selling American beverages
on one side and duchess in rose, q per
feet Vatican, offering him flowers on the
other Adrien found it no easy task to
make his way Called here by smile, de-
tained there Inv mir of lovely ewes he at
last reached n tombola. where a foreign
princess was exhibiting Parsan S spar.
king wit
Suddenly a shrill voice said close behind
him GA Cigar sirp"
Turning he recognized the tri,,mphant
Clary in the toilet Of n sbeDherdess white
pa,1ze dotted with red with q large hat
trimmed with white nlunes md red nom.
pons, a long sash of floating ribbons. a sill.
Yer chatelaine suspended from her rirdle
and a little apron trimmed with dainty
lace A poct would have said that tho
graces had presided at her toilet.
Adrien gave n hundred francs for n cj.
gar and followed the fair merchant. She
offered her wares to thc right and to thc
left, all the while rebukipg him for his
hardness. He looked at her with slight
perplexity. She did not quite meet his ex-
pectations. Something in her carriage,
the ecoouettish tossing of her head. BETRAYED
an affectation which iarred on her admir-
er's artistic nature Then the little forced
laugh that took the place of words dis
pleased him. This silly laugh BETRAYED
the embarrassment of vanity which
seeking in an ompty brain for ideas found
nothing.
Just then Adrien found himself near a
wheel of fortune behind which was the
friend who had presented him to Nine.
d'Aspremont and Marie Marthe
The girls simple toilet consisted of a
skirt of white wooden stuff. n high white
bodice embroide,ed with silver. the high
collar and sleeves trimmed after the yalois
fashion. A tooue of white straw, trim
med with great blue wings, completed the
resemblance TO maid of honor of the court
of Charles TX. She was pretty. too, with
her flush of excitement. and her smile re-
yealing her small, pearly teeth. And, oh,
the miraclel She was talking.
"Does one win every time, mademoi-
selleY"
The silvery voice responded and said so
many ant. pleasing things that Adrien
stood rooted to the spot in astonisbmept
Goldnieces fell like drons of rain in the
little Matter Tn the excitement of her
charitable epdeayors the girl was no lon.
Ger recognizable. The woman was fore.
shadowed. and what a womanl The blue
bird had broken IFS shell and was ALREADY
spreadinr it's wings for fight. How de-
Iiphtful was rho girlish innocenoe Of this
voung creature whose heart nalnitated
with all the homes Of life and who inspired
others With the untramn.sled freshness of
Adren had drawn back, fearing lest his
presence might silence this babbling
brook.
When she at last noticed gentleman
near her wheel, she said without trace Of
embarrassment, And for you, sir, shall