The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-05-15

mere aCd8 no recognition IN the large
frightened eyes.
tive memory the various particulars Of
SO unaccustomed spectacle, whose very
unfamiliarity made the greater impress
sion on the girls mind. She moved
away from the group, determined to
saunter through the numerous rooms
thrown open for the occasion, and thus,
as it were, get her bearings. In short
time all fear Of discovery left her, and
she began to feel very much at home In
the lofty, crowded salons, pausing even
to enjoy selection which military
band, partly concealed in the foliage,
was rendering in mastery manner, led
by the most famous impresario Of the
day. The remote probability of meeting
any one here who knew the princess re-
assured her, and there speedily came
over her a sense Of delight in all the
Kaleidoscope dazzle of this great en-
tertainment. She saw that each one
there had interest in some one else, and,
to her great relief, found herself left en-
tirely alone, with reasonable assurance
that this remoteness would continue to
befriend her until the final gantlet Of
leave taking had to be run-a trial
still to be encountered, the thought Of
which she resolutely put away from her,
trusting to the luck that had hitherto
not deserted her.
Jennie was in this complainant frame
Of mind when she was suddenly startled
by voice at her side.
"Ah, princess, have been searching
everywhere for you, catching glimpses
Of you now and then, only to lose you,
as, alas. has been my fate on more
serious occasionl May fatter myself
with the belief that you also remem-
ber?''
There was norecognition in the large
frightened eyes that were turned upon
him. They saw young man bowling
low over the unresisting hand he had
taken. His face was clear cut and nm
mistakably English. Jennie saw his
closely cropped auburn head, and, as
it raised until it overtopped her own,
the girl, terrified as she was, could not
but admire the sweeping blond mus
tache that overshadowed a smile, half
wistful, half humorous, that lighted up
his handsome face. The ribbon Of some
order was worn athwart his breast
otherwise he wore court dress, which
well became his stalwart frame.
81 am disconsolate to see that I am
indeed forgotten. princess, and 60 an
other cherished delusion fades away
from me-.
Her fan concealed the lower part Of
the girls face, and she looked at him
over its feecy semicircle.
Put not your trust in princesses, .
she murmured, a sparkle Of latent mis-
chief lighting up her eyes.
The young man laughed. "Indeed, y
he said, chad I served my country as
faithfully as have been true to my
remembrance Of you, princess would
have been an ambassador long ere this,
covered with decorations. Have You,
then, lost all recollection of that winter
in Washington five years ago, that
whirlwind of gayety which ended by
waiting you away to foreign country,
30 that the eventful season clings to my
memory as if it were disastrous west
ern cyclone9 Is it possible that I must
reintroduce myself as Donal Stirling? ~
"Not Lord Donal Stirling2" asked
Jennie, dimly remembering that she
had heard this name in connection with
something diplomatic, and her guess
that he was in that service was strength
ened by his previous remark about be-
ing an ambassador.
Eyes, Lord Donal. if you will cruelty
insist on calling me SO, but this cannot
take from me the consolation that once
In the conservatory Of the White House
under the very shadow Of the president
you condescended to call me Don.