Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1899-06-03
His Dreams,


Ellis Mooro was sitting in his room,
blowing big clouds of tobacco and dream
ing the dreams he had so often dreamed,
when there came "a knock Mt his door and
there entered young lady, whose veil
scarcely concealed the dancing light of the
eyes beneath.
"Is Nine. Ramcau IMP" she asked.
mime Ramcau? She lives in the fiat
above this
ooh thank you. Pardon me-" And
she was about to withdraw. Then she
looked at him again And yet I'm pDt
mistaken in one thing Aren't you Ellis
MoorcY"
"That is my name, madam"
"IIow funny that / should have met
you in this way Don't you know me?"
And She throw up her veil, revealing a
fresh youthful face, ripping all over with
milcs.
Kate Sabincl" ha exc laimed.
Eyes; but, do you know, you haven't
improved. Have ~
Il might return the compliment and
say that you haven't, but that would be
untrue
"You were in search of Nine Ramcauf"
quericd Ellis.
you?' and her merry laugh again rang
out. II am taking lessons in department
and dancing, you know. You say she lives
overhcad?'
eyes, to my cost. can hear the pupils
humping on the piano and dancing round
at all hours and seasons. Are you to put
the last straw on the camels back?'
"lf you are the camel, I'm afraid 1
must. l cannot help it. 1t isn't really
my fault.
INLAY ask whose, them"
m going to be married." she said
bluntly
Married? The dickens you areN'
She nodded her pretty head.
"Wcll, I'm not interested in that. On
tho contrary
at gives you little pain, you mcan?"
she said, filling up the sentence he had
left uncompletcd. "Wcll, I'm glad that
an old comradc can sympathize."
who is the happy mani" he asked.
There, again, you'd never guess. A
colonel! Aren't you going to offer your
congratulations"
"You asked for my sympathies just
now"
THAT was only to soften the blow" she
said piquantly. 'You see, the colonel
wants me to be lady. OF course was
always that, but mean for style and de-
pertinent, and putting the his in their
right place, and-and-all that. But, dear
me! l must be going. l will como in
and see you again before it's settled, if l
may
In another minute or two he could hear
her merry laugh up stairs. She was evil
IDENTIFY explaining to Nine. Rameau her
mis- trL IN bnr flI mir hn rnn1l
hear the drumming of the piano, with
pauscs between. Then he heard the pat
tering of feet and in Imagination followed
one 1.-the, graceful form as it skipped
around the room. Then he fell to dream
ing again.
Kate Sabine was the niece of an old
nurse who had been connected with his
family. AS children they had indeed been
'COmrndcs." They tishCd together, play
ed cricket together, played marbles, spun
tops and raced together. When u boy, he
thought her perfection.
Once he remembered giving her his own
favoritc pcnknifc. 1t had only n broken
blade, but g!oried in apiece of German sill
yer on the handle. On this he had scratch
ed her name, kate" in his best hand
writing.
Then he remembered long interview
between his mother and the old nurse, and
after that Kate had disappeared.
He saw her again after long interval
when he had finished his college course.
Then ne received rude awakening.
There was the same bright, d1mpled face,
the same pretty turn OF the head, but he
noticed queer Vagaries or speech-graan
NAUTICAL discrepancies which shocked bis
sensitive ear
L l..
Now he had been again awakened, Kate
was diamond after all, if rough one.