The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-03-05

SoiHc pdCh " tue present anu It's SuIlOullu-
ings and lay down to rest, only to dream
fitfully of her old home and her dead father.
who petted and played with her, and never
realized that she was more than child, or
that she required some companionship dur
ing the long hours when he was immured in
his study with his beloved books, and she
was left to find her own interest and amuse-
ment.
But her melancholy mood passed with the
night, and the following day found her full of
the coming dance at thu Vanes, which, though
only a small affair, entailed a great deal of
preparation and hard work on the part Of
Connie and her cousin, Captain Raft. All the
morning they worked hard at decoration and
arrangements, and Dora was a delightful
helper, with her valuable suggestions and
artistic taste, and at tea-time Mrs. Slade
Clinton joined the party, and brought the
latest gossip and news with which to en-
liven her friends.
Even she was struck with her niece's beauty
when she saw her dressed for the dance,
we'll accustomed she to the soft face
and dreamy eyes. She was wont to complain
sometimes of that same dreaminess, and to
assure Dora that a little animation would
vastly improve her But tonight she gazed
in sort of surprise at the slender figure
and oval face, recognizing some impalpa Bile
change, and wondering wherein it consisted,
and what had brought it there. Perhaps
phySiognomiSt would have diScerned that it
lay in the fact that Dora had begun to look
forward instead of living in state of retro
spection, as she had done for ages. A sudden
craving IOT happiness ndO cOlIlG W HeI, duu,
liked the blessed sunshine, had dispersed the
mists of chronic resignation to fate, and the
terrible feeling of Indifference which such a
condition generates.
Rebellion against destiny may like bis
ter, produce healthy reaction sometimes,
and Dora had begun to feel that life was still
before her, and that she was bound to make
as good thing of it for herself as was pos
Sible.
Country air has agreed with you, Dora
lnnlr ,arlyah White
suits you, after all I used to say you were
too pale for it." Mrs. Slade Clinton was COM
ing down the stairs behind her niece when
she made known her opinion, and did not see
the flush that deepened on the face, nor the
smile that crept into the dark eyes, at her
praise.
who is that good-looking man with the
lThevannions?" enquired Mrs. Slade-Chnton
of Mrs. Vane, later, when the guests had ar
rived, and the dancing was about to COM
mence.
Lord Ingram, a cousin of theirs. He came
into the title on his uncles death year or
two ago. He is very rich and quite as nice
as he looks and 1 cannot help thinking he is
attracted by Dora"
Ct remember him now" Mrs. Slade-Clnton
rejoined. He was introduced to me just be-
fore we left London. So7'you think he ad-
mires Dora!"-and the astute matron Won
dered if, after all. she had bestowed too much
commentator the fresh country air, or
whether that marvellous tonic Love, might
not have had something to do with the girls
! improved looks.
For it was a soul ce of continual astonish-
ment to her that Dora had remained imper-
yious to Cupid's shafts amongst all the adj
miration which she and her money had re-
ceived. Not that she had been particularly
enamored as yet of any of the girls suitors
Some of them we've evidently anxious to
secure her fortune, while others, like Deigh-
ton, were dissipated and unsteady, and there
was nobody whom the aunt had considered
quite worthy. But Lord Ingram was I'M
doubtedly an excellent parti-too rich him
self to be ouen to any suspicion of provinb
fortune hunter-and there was something in
his face, manly and Intelligent, which an i'll
spent and vicious career did not leave in the
countenance of it's votary
Mrs Slade- Clinton watched Max and Dora
for some time with keen interest, and when
an opportunity occurred renewed her &C
ouaintance with the former, making herself
very agreeable to him. and discovering in the
course of conversation that she had known
| his mother as a girl.
$50 strangei Poor little Fanny Molyneux!
I remember hearing that she married a
Major Etheridge and died a few years after.
We must have talk about her some day.
Lord Ingram, though of course you don't re-
member her. Perhaps you will come and see
us at Ferneourt in the autumn and 1 will
show you very charming miniature of your
pretty mother"
Ingram turned eagerly towards her.
81 should like it above all things. May l
really Gomez"
"Of course. You must talk it over with
my niece. She generally arranges our house
parties in Hertfords hire-it is her home you
know. There will be shooting in September.
I will tell Dora you will come for that. We
hear the cartridges are very plentiful"
For the remainder of the dance Ingram sat
beside Mrs. Slade-CliEton, and made him
self agreeable, though this consisted chiefly
in proving himself an excellent listener to
the good ladys somewhat prolx and long
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