The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1900-11-23
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RyHB Mackenzie


beard: but she could not SEQ his face
distinctly.
She went downstairs presently. Her
sitting room was a pleasant apartment.
with skins OF sprlngbok and other Wild
animals covering the floor a lamp
burned on the table. on which n sump-
tuous supper was spread The two men
stood by the fireplace talking.
As Bluebcll entered her father
turned.
"wor, my girl. I'm back again. you
see. Come and kiss me, Blucbell."
The girl approached, and the other
man on the hearthrug stared nj the
dainty white figure as Adam Leslie
gave her n sounding kiss on the cheek.
you see I've brought friend with
me. Bluobell Mr. Moore-my daugh-
ter. Dluebell."
Mr.. Moore bowed low. Bluebell did
the same. She did not offer hor hand.
az her frank custom would naturally
have led her TO do; she hardly knew
why.
you will remember your native
country every time you address MISS
Leslie" said the mllb Re. turning
TO his host
Adam Leslie laughed uproariously.
Bluebell felt now quite sure that he
had been drinking. He was usually
reserved. even taclturn man. stern
enough towards his household; but
alcohol unloosed his tongue and gave
him n certain coarse frankness"
quite right, quite right. Mr.. Moorel
II was her mother gave her the name
romantic freak: but II serves Its
purpose here, and makes us remember
the poor old 'mlther' country"
Miss Elizabeth came In presently,
and they all sat down to the abundant
supper. During the meal the two men
talked. Mr.. Moore quietly and gravely.
In a somewhat rich. sonorous voice.
Mr.. Leslie with loud hilarity. Miss
Elizabeth and Bluebell said very little,
and the latter had n strange. uncom-
Portable consciousness during the meal
that the dark. slow-movlng eyes OF the
millionaire turned again and again "a
her face. She knew not why the look
made her shiver suddenly every time
she met It all through her warm. Joy
Gus heart and body.
The two men talked politics. discuss.
ing the likelihood OF Kruger's yielding
TO Brltain's demands.
"Give In? Not hel" cried Leslie
loudly, well. the British know whai
10 do next. that's one good thing. Wei
sweep the whole race OF them from the
earth before we've done with them
or I'm mistaken. and It's what they
deserved"
"If It comes TO war. OF course Their,
can be no doubt as to which side Will
win" said Mr.. Moore. more quietly
Il suppose you have no friends among
the Beers or Afrlkandors, Mr.. Leslie7'
Friends among such people7" cried
Mr.. Leslie. Not very likelyl I would
not admit one OF them into my housed
Bluebell spoke almost for the ilra
time. Her voice was Just a little un
steady. as II emotion OF some kind wal
stirring lt,
you don't always speak like that
father. 7 am sure We have never re
oeived anything but kindness from an,
OF the Dutch with whom we came II
contact. And. besides, there's a goot
deal TO be said for their desire TO rul'
their own republic In their own way
How would We like over in the ole
country II foreigners came and settled
down among us-Frenchmen or Ger
mans-and compelled us 10 conform
TO their customs7 They are only likl
their brave forefathers In the time o
William the Silent"
Her father interrupted her with
loud laugh.
Doctor Rothes has provided yol
with quite n number OF arguments
Bluebell. But politics are quite out
side a woman's sphere. my girl. so
advise you not 10 take them up. Eth
Mr.. Moore. isn't that so?"
II think Miss Leslie would evei
make a convert Of me" said the mil
llonslre. bowling CALAMITY. Agail
Bluebell caught his eye. and the lool
gave her another SILVER May asl
he went on quietly. discussing Mis-
Elizabeth's pie, who Doctor Rothe
ls?"
"A young Engllshman over at Lady
smith," replied Mr.. Leslie carelessly
1--WE have him here sometimes. a yer,
clever young fellow-qulte exception
ally clever; but Just little qulxotit
you know. as young fellows are apt I
be-"
Just so; ! understand" said Mi
Moore quietly. He glanced at Blue
bell without appearing to do so. an
saw that the healthy rose In he
cheeks had deepened almost lmper
oeptibly in tint, and that her lon
lashes dropped over and demurely hi
her eyes.
The millionaire was TO stay at Ne'
Kelso-thus Mr.. Leslie had named hi
farm In memory OF the Scottish tow
near which he had lived-all nigh
Bluebell did not feel nearly as hospii
able as usual.
Now Kelso was lonely enoug
} place. being about twelve miles fror
Ladysmith. the nearest village, an
the womenfolk sometimes saw n
outsider for the space of man
months; they were. therefore, all IN