Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1900-01-17

and brotherly to q loving and devoted
sister and dutiful to most indulgent
father. But he grew white and worn
and haggard, he who had been such
picture of rugged health, and, in her
utter innocence and Ignorance as to
the being on whom her brother had
lavished the wealth of his love, Mildred
began to ask herself should she not
urge her father to let "Gov" return to
America. At last one sweet July even
ing, late in the month, the brother and
sister were wandering along the lovely
shore of Lucerne. He had been un-
usually fitful, restless and moody all
day. No letter had reached him in over
fortnight, and he was miserably un-
happy. They stopped at grassy bank
that run down to the ripping waters
edge, and she seated herself on stone
ledge, while in reckless aband onment
he threw himself at full length. on the
dewy grass. Instantly the last doubt
vanished. Bending over him, her soft
hand caressing his hair, she whispered:
Cow dear boy, is it SO very hard !?
Would you like to go to her at once?"
I
lap, twined his arms about her slender
waist, and almost groaned aloud as he
answered: For PHYS sake help me if
you can, Mildred, I'm almost mad"
Early in August the swiftest steamer
of the line was splitting the Atlantic
surge and driving hard for home, with
"Gov" cursing her for canal boat. The
day after he reached New York he had
traced and followed the White Sisters to
West Point, and Margaret Garrison
stared in mingled delight, triumph and
disnay at the card in her hand; de-
light that she could show these exelu-
sive Pointers that the heir to one of
the Oldest and best names in Gotham's
Four Hundred was slave to her beck
and CALL dismayed to think of the scene
that might occur through his jealousy
when he saw the devoted, attentions
she received from so many men-offi-
GERS, civilians and cadets. Old Cashton
came up now as regularly as Saturday
night came around, and there were
others. Margaret Garrison was more
talked about than any woman in Or
ange county, yet who could report any
thing of her beyond that she was uni
versal favorite, and danced, walked, pos
sibly fiirted with dozen different cav
alters every day of her life. There were
some few people among her accusers,
demure and most proper-even prudish
women, of whom, were the truth to
be told, SO little could not be said.
Gov" Prime took the only kind of
room to be had in the house, SO full was
it-a little seven by ten box on the
Office floor. He would have slept in the
coalbin rather than leave her. He saw
her go off to the hop looking radiant,
glancing back over her shoulder and
smiling sweetly at him. He rushed 10
his trunk, dragged out his evening
clothes and stood at the wall looking
on until the last note of the last dance
he, noted German leader in the
younger set and the best dancer of his
| years in Gotham. Not SO much as a
single spin had he, and he longed to
show those tight-waisted, button-be-
strewed fellows in gray and white how
little they really knew about dancing,
well as many of them appeared on the
floor. His reward was rendered as the
Mp oiohe up. one came BlOluS 10 MIN
with such witchery in her appraised face.
Now, sir, it is your turn. I couldn't
give you dance, for my card was made
out days ago, but Mr.. Latrobe was glad
enough to get rid of taking re home.
lie is daft about Mia, and of course
she can't let him take her to more than
one hop week. Mr.. Stanton is her
escort tonight"
Then she placed her little hand on
his arm, and drew herself to his side,
and when he would have followed the
others. going straight across the broad
plain to the lights at the hotel, turned
him to the left. "I'm going to take you
all the way round, sir" she said, joy
ously. "Then we can be by ourselves
at least ten minutes longer"
And SO began the second period Of
Gouverneur Primes thralldom. A
young civilian at the Point has few |
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