Arizona republican., 1898-09-14

swiftly took note of his dark brown, close-cropped hair, showing tendency 10 curl at the ends, which lay damp against his forehead, the clear, gray blue eyes, the dark moustache, and the square-cut chin beneath. It was d strong, masterful face, fine-looking rather than handsome. There was in- telleetual force in the high forehead. uprightness in the frank glance, which had way of flashing in lightof hnmor, exquisitely contagious when he smiled. In that smile lay his strongest claim to real beauty, softenng and brightenIng the whole face. which expressed sc-le thing of severity, almost of sadness, ill repose. But even when he was grave it was goodly face to look upon, a face to like and remember. If in any part of the world she had ever met this man before, Dorothy thought. it would seem that she could hardly fail to recognize him now, even under the partial dis gllise of his rough mining garb, and yet
 Il beg pardon; you were about to say something?" he asked, as with little catch in her breath she looked away, meeting his glance.
 Tt was nothing. only" hesitating, with shy little smile that made her divinely pretty in the dancing freight, it struck ulc that I had possibly met you somewhere before to-day"
 ''I think you have. Miss Meredith" he answered, smiling so broadly that she must note how even were the strong white teeth showing under the brown moustache. ''But hardly expected that you would remember it." he added.
 She looked at him for an instant in silence, the puzzled expression sud denly changing to flashing smile of recognition. II know" she breath lessly exclaimed. 'It was at the worlds fair!-It was you who'
 "Who turned burglar to filch your jacket from the Colorado building in | :he dusk of summer evening" he smilingly finished, as she hesitated.
 And to think of meeting you again in this out-of-the-way place!" she cried, with an excited little laugh, surveying him incredulously. "I thought your voice seemed familiar the moment net you to-day: but I did not half see your face that night, and that it could be you-of course such thing could not enter my mind" She looked at him again, as though reduced to speech lessness for the wonder of it, while he laughed amusedly, saying rothing. "Of course I guessed that you might be from Colorado. from your familiarity with the building" she presently went or, but to think of running across you here, of all places"
 And I fancied also that you might be from Colorado" he rejoined, look ing up at her with pleased eyes. Just as she had been keen to take account of 1 his good looks q moment ago, so was he missing no charm of the bronze brown hair with it's soft love-locks pressed flat against her forehead where. her riding-cap mad been, no curve of the daintily rounded form, so trimly dis played in the well-ftting habit, of the wildrose bloom of her face with it's gray eyes, that now looked black in the | shadows, of the enticing lines of the small mouth, where pride and passion seemed equally blended. But, unlike ] her, he would make no reservations; her beauty in his eyes was simply per- feet. And he could notsay that he had not seen her face on the night of which she spoke, in the gleam of the electric { lights he had admired her then just as he did now, and not one detail of her loveliness had been forgotten. ~ was so sure of it, indeed, that hung round the building for days hoping you would come again. but you never did"
 (Continued Tomorrow.)