The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1900-07-27


company them to England to make the ac-
Quaintance of Sir Koy's aristocratic moth
sr during his enforced absence.
CHAPTER x.
"oh, Lilac. do look! Isn't he hand
Sabina spoke in an excited whisper,
and her companion put down her mag
azine reluctantly, because current pub
LEGATIONS were a new and enjoyable
luxury to her. She had delighted in
books all her life. But her books had
been old ones. chiefly written by men
and she was experiencing all the charm
that lies in modern magazines and the
newest NOVELETTE, charm Of reading
something newly written by men and
women of her own period, whose minds
were affected by what affected her own,
and whose ideas were being enjoyed by
the world at the same time that she en-
joyed them.
1t was their first day at sea after
their weeks railway ride from San
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glances had been cast at the two girls.
whose appearance contrasted so strong
ly as they sat on deck by the side Of
the handsome old major. with his
white hair and fierce military NOUS
tache.
do look. Lilac!' she said again.
isn't he handsome fellow-that man
writing in the bamboo chair?"
"What-the little fat man with the
black moustache?" asked Lilac.
Sabina almost forgot to whisper.
mot that fright! The Adonis at the
other side. with the golden moustache
and the rough artistic-looking hair. I
think he is the handsomest man have
ever seenl"
Lilac followed the direction Of her
glance. and her eyes suddenly met
pair Of the bluest and sunniest that she
had ever seen. The stranger. whose
attention must have been attracted by
6abina's movements, had looked up
from his writing and their eyes met so
directly that Lilac dropped hers at
once. and blushed with annoyance to
think that the man had caught her
staring at him. She took up her book
again. and was trying to find her
place, when she found that the major
was speaking to her.
impairment fellow. to stare in that
manner?' has was saying. angrily. II
suppose he is not a friend of yours.
Miss Marvel7"
Lilac knew that the majors eyes were
directed to the other side of the deck
where the handsome stranger sat, but
her own did not travel thither again.
II know so few people, Major EN-
mott. that it would be very remark
able II met an acquaintance here"
she said. II have certainly seen no ia
miliar faces so far"
We'll, the fellow seemed to stare
very much" said the old soldier irri-
tably. II almost think 1t would be bet
ter II English ladies adopted the Turk
ish custom when travelling"
He resumed his reading as he spoke,
leaving Lilac with the unpleasant i'm
preston that he considered her in
some way to blame for the strangers
attention.
Z Lilac returned to her book wonder
ing what Sabina would propose to do
when her father strolled away to en-
Joy a cigar. But the story she was
reading was 80 interesting that the
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well as the fact of Miss Emmott's ex-
'istence, for the tale was about ranch
ON the prairie, and all her thoughts
went back to the life that she had left
and from which she seemed already so
completely severed.
She did not notice when Major EN-
mott left them. Her mind was follow
ing the heroine Of the story as she
went about her duties on the ranch;
and even. when Sabina left the chair
on which she had been sitting Lilac
did not perceive that she was alone.
She went on reading interestedly, for
the girl OF the prairie tale was being
made love to by an Englishman. She
sighed when It ended sadly. for the
Nnglishman in the story was faithless
and the poor little prairie girl died bro
4 There were tears In. her eyes when
she closed the book. and she brushed
them away hastily AZ sabina's voice
sounded in her ear.
'Let me introduce Mr.. Mark Now
bray to you, Lilac. Miss Marvel-Mr.
Mark Mowbray.
I Lilac could scarcely hide her sur
prise when she looked UP to find that
the gentleman who was being intro
duced to her was the stranger Of the:
dropping golden moustache and the
sunny blue eyes. She held out her
hand almost mechanically, scarcely
hearing the conversational phrases
With which Mr. Mowbray took It. sa-
hanaa was running on volubly.
..Isn't Mr.. Nowbray like Lieutenant
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I1ksue But / forgot of course you
- ~ know him. Travelling n 20
Vy1sehod When you know nobody
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