The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1899-05-06

ali the offers he received of box-scats for
the turnout OF the Four-in-hand Club, or
he could have fooled his brothers. coach:
but he declined all allurements; he had
business at the War Office, he said, and so
he had; only he might easily have put it of.
Shameful" cried a chorus of fair ones,
each one of whom had made up her mind
that Colonel BeaureRard was going to
drive his brothers. famous bays, with her
on the seat beside him.
1t was a splendid turnout, everyone said:
and so it was. The day was fire, the Park
crowded. and the coaches came forth in
force. Numbers came to see the beauty,
Valerie Herbert, and they were not disap-
pointed, for there she was In gray satin,
Charles II. hat with sweeping plumes, the
loveliest woman where lovely faces might
be seen at every turn. Aston Lawford
drove four browns, and drove them well:
and behind him sat pretty women and
~good-lookfng men; but nobody looked at
MN, and he was well-contented that his
beautiful box-companion diverted all at
tention from even his tooling, of which he
was somewhat proud, though coaching
men only allowed him second rank as a
whip.
But while Valerie laughed and talked
gaily, her quick, far-seeing eyes were
searching half n%ervously among the crowds
by the railing; and suddenly, while q line
OF coaches stood waiting, she saw the face
she sought, but scarcely wished to see. A
light color fitted across her own, as for a
moment she met Louis upward glance,
full of pain and anger; then her eyes sank,
and she bowed and turned away. When
she looked again Louis was gone.
"There is Mr.. Beauregara's coach Just
behind lis, said one of the ladies' at the
back-pretty Mrs. Leicester; but l thought
the Colonel would drive it,"
Gle isn't here to-day Mt all" said Law
ford. II saw him1ast night in Whitehall
Gardens, and he said he would be busy at
the War Office"
Was Valerie relieved, or tho opposite,
She could not have told; butMrs. Leicester
said:
Bother the Wan onicel why couldn't
the man do his work there another dayf"
Lawford smiled.
"a lady's way of looking at business" he
said. But Mrs. Leicester was right this
time, though she didn't know it.
By-and-by, when the coaches were NOV
Ing on at walking pace, the iron NAM
asked Valerie:
was uo1 Ohd1 thF. OHarucrlS you bowed
to a little while ago?"
He had heard of Louis from Mrs. Lang
ley, thought not of any engagement between
the young mar and Valerie.
yes" she answered, %nonchalantly.
My lady was somewhat offended by the
tone.
HE scarcely looked pleased to see you,n
continued Lawford; was it because you
were hereby me2"
Valerie opened her great eyes on him
with a stare of comical surprise.
why should he, or anyone, mind thatpn
she said, with that determined nuipetc
which is sometimes very ug sravatins in a
lovely woman, but very witching all the
same. II might have been with anyone
else. The Duke OF T. Offered me his box
seat; and poor little Emily almost knelt to
me to go on his.n
And yet" said Lawford, lowering his
tone, you gave me the preference!n
simply" with a shrug, because II ]
went with the Duke the Duchess would be
jealous; and l heartily dislike Emily"
Lawford's brow darkened.
Am ! only a pts allcr,, them" he said.
lou should take blessings rs they colne,'
said Valerie, gravely, and not inquire toe
closely why they come. Mono more,
please. One positively can not be serious
on the box-seat Of a coach; though / veril,
believe you would be serious at a carnival. !,
'And you serious at nothingl'' returned
Lawford, almost %brusquely. He loved Va.
lerie in a selfish, narrow fashion; or, more
correctly, he was dazzled and infatuated,
and wanted her beauty to crown the edilce
OF his wealth-and shed, by its fame, a kind
Of halo over himself.
Hisgentle blood and good-breeding saved
him from being a snob In the worst and
most vulgar sense; but there Is a kind OF
snobbery which may be found among
well-born men and women, and is more or
less offensive to fine senses; and to this
class Aston Lawford belonged: a pride. moi
Of wealth, hut of those things which wealth
p%rocnres-his pictures, his horses, his
establishment generally. eth iron enter.
Cd into his soul,n Max Beauregard said 81
MIN once; and, Y may be added the witty
ENtgHlsfSSE ~ 5-sr6rHt l&EAsGS.