Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-06-10
CHAPTER 1,

sea. The crowd which had gathered OH
the pier to listen to the band began to
move and dispense, the music being over
for that afternoon, n fine glowing August
afternoon, tempered by the fresh. soft
air breathing across the ba,', crisping the
waters here and there and bringing IL de.
liglitful sadness from the ripping wat
CrS.
The scene is Fordsca, n flourisiiing bath.
ing place on the South Coast of England.
not altogether dependent for its prosperity
on summer nomads. Its attractions are
of IL more permanent character. Being
i'll the close n~eighhsfilooi of the naval
and military station of Eastport, the Off
GERS of hpth services are glad to establish
their families in the villas, terraces. crcs-
cents. which border the grassy common
Intervening between them and the beach.
AT the end of this pleasant common IL
pretty two-storicd villa stood on an abrupt
rising ground. \ vcranla, its supports
Ovcrgrown with roses and h~oncysuckles,
ran along the side facing the sea. This
Ncrallda was evidently used as u morning
room. comfortable lounging-chairs, n work
table laden with books, bright-colored
silks and woods, Il doll and a cup and ball
about.
Wi ttiC StlS Ill lTOuL VI lnlS NllnJX
mansion Il young lady was sitting on a
ridge of shingle, b.,acl,ed by sea and sea-
water to perfect cleanliness, which af-
fOrled Il comfortable resting place, The
young lady seemed much at her ease. Her
skirt of blue serge was turned up over n
second skirt of white and blue and caught
up at the back in what used to he called
'fshwifc" faslion-thc bodice fitting her
slight supple figure easily, perfectly: n
little foot in IL dark blue stocking, and
an incompatible shoe pecpcd forth as She
supported an opcn book on one knee, and
n wide-brimmed sailor hat almost hid her
face as she bent over the page \ big
brown BOAT drawn up beside her made
u shelter from the level rays of the sink
ing SIN. Altogether she presented a pref
ty picture of quiet enjoyment.
AS the last strains of the band died
away Il gentleman in heating attire stroll
cd slowly across the grass, paused, looked
round ms il searching for something. and
then came straight over the Single to-
wards her.
She heard his stcn and lo,,,,1 ,+ ,,or
book with renewed attention. nor did Sim
move till he stood beside bor vY,on Oh,
raised ler face. an intrrestip, ,,tl,.r
than pretty f,cc so,nov,b,+ hr,,,o+.n IN
.'Ne's ANSSs liitl DTuilcIIc Ill
complexion, and rale. with n warm pale
mesa SMALL. oval fncc. with , d.l;cntn
chin and Il very slight downwnr1 cnrvn
mt the corners of the soft red month tl,t
gave Il pathetic expression to her countc-
nance when in rcpose. Her eyes, too.
which We're her best feature-large eyes,
with long. dark lnshes, had IL wistful, far
away look, more suited to I'll saint than to
their piquant owner.
, The lnan who paused beside her was tail
md slender. with Il grace of movement
not usual IN an Englislmen. He was
darker, too. than ordinary Anslo-Saxons.
who rarely possess such bluc-black hair
and flashing dark Eyes as his. Ills we'll
cut. refined. but determined mouth was
.unsladed by mustaches, though n stron.
growth of black heard showed through
the Gear olive-brown skin. He smiled Il,
soft. cnressing smile as he threw himself
Oh the sand ut her feet. saying: Il thought
You had gone OH the pier with Callander:"
IN: he has gene to the station to meet
Mr.. Stundish. and Mabel has had the
honor of a command from the Grand
Duchess to drive with her.
The >aintly-pathctic expression entirely
disappeared as she spoke with Il swift.
arch smile, and a flash of scorn from her
'loly eyes,
'..Al,," he returned, in an amused tone.
''wliy did you not 80 to meet your be-
loved guardian?"
81 never meant to 90. I c,me ont of
tho w,y tn listen 10 the hond here. Music
ia 50 charming MS # comes titfully nm tho
hrcrzc and i cn;oy If most alone"
"y-r,l If is oyrr now. So I NAV Won.
4urc IN s.avy"
on. YES. If Won likc, But 7 am t;re,,
of sittinr here + want to match SEINE
silk do Won mind, Mir. Errrtnny,
"Don.t Won thinl. # womb le crrc, IA
waste This lnyrly evening mntch;nr silks
In n stutfv shon? Irt MS go nlon- thn
common towards the nirr. No NAV meet
some If vo,r Marty returning"
"y.s ,ct MS .o along iy tho so,o
1-i,cy walked awhile in silence E:-cr.
+on.s cx,,,rssion hnrirninr ne tho,,rl, b:s
+bo,,.-,,,t were NOT pleasant. presrrfly
he lean TO sncnk on Indifferent tnu;rs
and Suddenly. after !, pn,,se. Miss WYNN
asked: ID Won really think Col. Calinn.
der seems better?"