Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1900-07-05
It was a great feather in Miss Ltdy's


1t was great feather in Miss Lidy's
cap to have Dabney among her guests.
The big fellow almost filed up her,
tiny little parlor and his Joyous laugh
quite filed up the space about the tea
table where Miss Gerault sat, looking
a very Hebe of youth and prettiness,
THAT must be an old gown of her
mothers splendid days." said Miss
Lidy,. taking a generous woman's un.
envious delight in the loneliness Of her
Opposite" How happy Dabney looks.
while the girl herself S6l q
She was consciously doing her best to
make a good impression on the great
artist. He was gentleman. Perhaps
on that sore night Of her defeat he had
been out Of humor. She would essay
it again, Something must be done. "a
zDabney had just come to his studio
the next morning from his hotel. The
crisp fresh air had Redeemed his cheeks
and given him an elastic sense Of the
goodness of. life. He meant to follow
up his chances then, but--how? a1ef
The hour was early, and the elevator
which carried passengers to and fro at
the big office building contained only
one other person, yelled lady. She
got out at his floor and stopped Then
he knew her. Her veil and broad hat
had concealed her identity for the mo-
ments & ct ,giHs5a9i1i ~ ttfssIt I'll
''You We're coming to see meg" he
said eagerly. TYP q alIl5Iil it sAlft! +r
Yes. and not for the first time.
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Was she going to fly from him sec.
ond time? He put out his hand gently.
but resolutely, and clasped hers to rem
der such catastrophe impossible. q
Dear child, you do not know how I
have plotted and planned for this mo-
ment" E.t L. Hfac 5fiI05i Sit
She was trembling, and she was very
pale. He drew her inside the studio
and seated her before an open window.
There. now, you are not to talk until
you feel quite mistress of yourself
have my morning mail to look over."ta
II shall never feel mistress Of N.Y.
self" she said vehemently, "and l had
better say what came to say before I
I lose what little courage l have. This
is not the first time I have come to
your door a suppliant, Mr. Dabney.'"
| 81 know it, sas ,s,-i.t..,,,l,
| The last time j came you froze a
petition upon my lips. : You looked at
me so terribly"
81 know it." GI ftt55e ttEI&
"You misread me cruelty"
| II know 1t. saw only your exuui-
site beauty. felt only mad frenzy Of
DESIRE In 10, AZ. fi4 ..J,,
!, She looked at him with serious eyes.
Even at that moment their astonish-
Ing lack Of coquetry amazed him.
| Then l am beautifui?" SGT = =
Beyond an artists fmaginfngs." -
Her face, glowed, with pleasure. 5tt@,s
~ am SO glad, so very glad. for now
| perhaps that YOU understand better
you will take me for your''-- ii. 81 =!
/ A deathly pallor succeeded the pink
glow upon her sweet face. She drop
ped-her hot eheeks-inte her trembling
palms. It was the crucial moment of
her squire soung son the one hand,
poverty and uncongenial toll; on the
other, comforts easily secured for 9th.
ers-3 She suddenly stood up:
mo, no, no! cannot! must starve
insmy own way! Ithought ,itewould
come easier since had metsyou in q
conventional way and knew you for q
clean souled. true hearted gentleman
Then Dabney took the matter into
his own hands. He, too. stood up and
holding fast by her trembling hands
looked down into her Shining eyes with
grave tenderness n n ttffS II 4. 4
.Dear child, lift that pure face and
let me look deep into your dear eyes
No;you cannot come to me as model
and thank God no other man has eve1
brought that divine color into your
cheeks. But when tell you that no,
forone waking second since froze that
petition on your lips at my own door
have been able to shut out the mem.
DRY Of your reproachful look you will
understand that l love you-love you
soSwell that | want YOU for nv OWL
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