The Press., 1898-07-21
Number 16.
HER STORY.

l nave I6dTn0Q mOr0 dUOuG ulIU Gudu did when we agreed to enter upon a fir tation, to inspire this most stubborn pen of mine and to satisfy his longing for companionship. He is one of the most successful and immensely wealthy gold hunters .here. His claims always prove gold. wonder what he thinks of me. I'm sure no one could have asked for more than the look which shone in his eyes as he quoted something about golden hair to me this morning. We'll, I don't care what he thinks, only wish I did not have to bundle up into per- feet fright. The cold is something ter rible. should die if it were not for MT. McArthur keeping the blood in circu- lation through sheer interest in him. He is the most original man I ever met.
 HIS STORY
 'Ten days have gone by, and have seen her every day. All the fun in life lies in this dead old town. Sledge par ties and snowshoe parties, skating and snowballing - for two. What funi Things are growing pretty warm for me, and when she turns her blue eyes around and slowly raised the long firing ed lashes-Jove-suppo she is really only playing part? Is not that the agreement-to furnish a romance for her city paper? If she is only acting, she acts we'll. The other men are all deeply interested. They have proposed to her in turn, am told, but she has smiling ly refused them all. To the conqueror belongs the spells. Am the conqueror?'
 HER STORY.
 It is three weeks since we have said foolish nothings to each other, still have not story of Klondike romance to forward home. I said this to MT. McAr- thur this morning. He laughed and said nothing, but his eyes spoke vol umes. If only could write down what they seem to say, and my corresponding feelings, could earn a pretty sum. If he is so fascinating just in fun, he must be irresistible when truly in earnest. He has told me a fund of valuable facts about gold prospecting, which I mean to jot down. To the head reporter from our daily at home, who is on his way here, they will prove invaluable. In- deed, he may arrive any day. He will be delighted with all this useful in- formation from MT. McArthur. I hope they will like each other. It will be de- cidedly embarrassing otherwise, now that am so irretrievably entangled in this self sought Irritation with MT. Mo l Arthur. John Austin, who is coming, must speak for himself when he arrives, but have always considered him just the very finest fellow in the world. HIS STORY.
 "A month is gone and can bear this no longer. She begins to shrink from my ell, se seo 1x- 8 part we are playing-a part we are playing indeed-it is life or death for one at least, and this suspense is beyond endurance. I must see her at once and end this foolish romance of dreadful un- certainty"
 A man with some great purpose of heart showing in his eyes enters the lodging house and walks swiftly to a room at the far end of long corridor. Some one is there before him, knocking at the door, evidently a new arrival from the States. He will wait outside for the intruder to leave. The door he watches with devouring eyes opens to the strangers S knock. There is quick cry, "John, my husbandi''
 For the first time Ward McArthur' s gold claim proved valueless. nati Post.
 He Put His Foot In It. l A woman's club that invested in a clubhouse not long since was much against it's will obliged to employ men laborers. The architect was a woman, but it was found impossible to procure women carpenters, masons and plaster CTS. One day shortly before the compile tion of the structure a workman who was employed upon the roof made a misstep and thrust his foot through the beautiful but not yet dried ceiling o1 the auditorium. Just at this time, too, a number of club members chanced to be in the building, and their emotions at the sight of the pedal extremity pend ent from the ceiling may be better i'm agined than described The man was eventually rescued and the hole mended, but the patch still shows upon the cell ing, and as the first vice president puts it, "Well, knew that if a man had anything to do with this club he would be sure to put his foot in it. ''-Chicage Tribune.