Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1898-03-12

They walked on for some minutes in perfect
a,la,ce. then Pauline turned TO him sud-
denly. -
"Ifaye you been long III the army N"p'a'n
LangtonY'
Flattered by a question that seemed TO
oylnce sonte ~personal interest, he fastened
to reply.
was twenty"
'Haye YOU seen any serylcey" she asked:
ma he renlied. my regiment had been
for many years in active service just before L
toined SO that we have been at home since
them
In lnglotions ease" she said. 4.
I'VE are ready for work" he returned,
"when work comes"
How do you employ your timer she ASK
ed; and again he was flattered by the inter-
est that the question showed. His face Hush
ed. Here was q grand opportunity OF show
ing this naughty girl, this %'prondest Darrell
of then ALL" that he was eagerly sought ait
or I'm society such as she had not yet seen.
"You have no conception Of the immense
number of engagements that occupy our
time" he replied: II am fond of horses-I
take an interest in all races"
If he had added that he was one of the
greatest gamblers ON the turf, he would have
spoken truthfully.
.Horsc racing" said Miss Darrell--'that
is the f~avorite occupation of all English gen.
tlcmen. Is it not?'
al should Imagine 50. Then ] am consid.
ered-you must pardon my bOasting--one OF
the best billiard players in London"
'lhat Is not much Of q boast" she femark-
ed, with such quiet contempt that the cap
tain could only look at her in sheer wonder.
There are balls, operas, parties, suppers
Il cannot tell what; and the ladies ehgross
n great deal of or time. We soldiers never
forget our devotion and chivalry to the fair
sex, Miss Darrell
''The fair sex should be grateful that they
share your attention with horses and bill
iards,n she returned. but what else do you
do. Captain Langton? was not thinking Of
such trifles as these" i.
"TriHes!" he repeated. II do not call
horse racing a trife. l was within an Inch
OF winning the Derby-I mean to say a horse
OF mine was. IL YOU call that a irihe, Miss
Darrell, you go near 10 upsetting English So
ciety altogether"
"But what great things do you do?' she
repeated, her dark eyes opening wider. "Yon
cannot, mean seriously that this is all. DO
you never write, p%aint-have you no anbi-
ton at alp
Il do not know what you call AMBITION
he replied, s~ullenly; "as for writing and
painting. in England we pay people 10 do
that kind of thing for us. You do not think
that / would paint a picture, even if couldY,''
II should think you clever If you did that"
she returned; 'at present cannot see that
you do anything requiring mind or intellect"
Miss Darrell he said, looking at her,
'you are a radical, ! believe"
"A radical?' she repeated, slowly. II am
not quite sure, Captain Langton, that | know
what that means"
"You believe in a%ristocracy OF intellect
and all that kind of nonsense" he continued.
why should a man who paints a picture be
any better than the man who understands
the good points of a horseY'
"Why, indeed?" she asked, satirlcally.
ave will not argue the question, for we
should not agree"
II had her there thought the captain.
'She could not answer me. Some of these
women require a high hand to keep them in
order"
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