Union gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1899-1900, 1900-01-12

ed Stark would get new punchbowL
If 1t were not FOR the different faces
that appeared behind 1t at every house
life to him would be one long. unend-
Ing party. From bis post he could see
the table In the dining-rcom, and he
knew from the height of tbs candles
be coming soo1.
Afatrcnly women in long fur wraps
were waiting for their carriages, and
girls In picture hats and trailing silks
slipped through the .arong into the
drawing-room. A sweet-faced young
girl in white chiffon, with her arms
full o: pink roses, stood before man.
tel banked with flowers, at tie left of
= stately woman in lavender. It was
the girls hrse bow to society, and the
woman by her side was still young
to make pretty speeches to her Gaugh-
ter. Mrs. Howe felt that having de-
bdtalte daughter was almost as bad as
finding the first white hairs. The men
were arriving now: the elder ones
alone-the young fellows from the uni
versity re enforced by one or two COM
| panious. Near the door was a. great,
bl bload-shouldered athlete supported Dy
little blonde man with a confident
mir,
The big fellow kept saying: Now.
King. don't bolt anil leave me alone.
I'm getting more hands and fee. every
minute. I'll soon be like that chap
we usec to read abou. In Latin.
Bri- something OF ether. Now you
speak to Hrs. Howe first, won't you?
This sort Of thing isn't in my line
| "Well, here goes. Be careful Don't
kick that jardiniere, il 1t does happen
to be IN your line," said King.
TIE gil had noticed the two. She
stn:led reassuringly at the big fellow.
Her miad went back to the day, week
before. when she had seen him last.
He WASN'T In black broadcloth then.
Instead, MS hair hung in long black
strings over mis- eyes; there was red
streak across one cheek. She had seen
l,in running over field marked with
white l.Ees, while q yelling mob Of
menin canvas jackets tried to stop him.
| Then, after the game was over, men
| In silk hats and meE in sweaters had
| lifted him high on their shoulders. and
the whole air rang with cheers for his
college.
Now lie was bowling solemnly before
Mrs. Howe. The next minute he for
got his hundred hands. and remem-
bered only the one that held little
" hite-g -gloved palm in its strong clasp.
miss Dolly. Bob washed his face in
| honor of the event Had his hair cut,
tco," King explained. Then he added:
.Well. take care of pourself, old man."
and hurried across the room to speak
to girl he knew.
Bob laughed uncomfortably and
twisted his neck about as If he were
unacQuainted with his collar. "Dolly,
MY dear child, said Mrs. Howe, "yor
must be tired standing here so long
Mr. Fields, won't you take her out to
tie dining room and get her cup of
coffee or something?
Bob thanked her with q rapturous
look. and the two disappeared on their
way to the dining-room. There are one
end or the table was liInp-looking
girl with pale yellow hair and loose
gloves on her thin arms. In front of
her we're large samo7er and an array
Of cups. She had been pouring choco-
late and tea Tor the last ten years, and
was growing old in the service. The
silver candelabra at either end Of the
table proudly held up the half burned
pink candles with pink shades, and the
cur-glass dishes Of pink bonbons spar
kled IN their light. The walters hur-
ried here and there. bringing in plates
of salad and ices. Pretty girls In
dainty dresses served the guests stand
Ing about the room. When Dolly and
Bob came in girl In a much-beruf1led
pink silk rushed to them with smile
that showed all Eec dimples.
{ "Oh. Dolly. you're simply perfect.
wanted to talk 70 you when came in,
but there were SO many people. My
dear, your dress Is dream! And
those rosesl was aweully late.
came right out here. hope I've done
some good. Why, Mr.. Fields, I'm SO
glad you could come" she ratified on.
"Htw issthe sprained knee? We were
all 81 proud of you last Thursday.
Dolly, what do you suppose ! heard |
this morning? I went up to see Alice |
Livery. You know she came home from |
New York las: night. Well, she is en-
gagged. She met the man at the springs
last summer. He lives in Atlanta, ard |
h.a name Is Vernon Pierce. Didn't |
you Gaeet a Mr. Pierce from Atlanta |
o1er there at the springsT
T,oily knew her face was hot and |
flushed. She hoped Bob wouldn't no.
t.,es.t. "Yes, / think so," she eaid.
trying to smile.
, The other girl went on:
"Alice confessed that he was a great /
fir.. She must be going to be married |
soon. or she would not announce her |
engagement. My dear, you look SIM |
ply vo1n out. But you will get used |
to these teas and dances and things |
by the end Of the winter" said the girl |
with the social experience Of two sea-
solis to her account. She smiled and |
glanced up at Bob, and showed all her |
dimplas again.
The football player led Dolly to a |
Itue cushioned seat In an alcove. !:
There was an orchestra behind i
screen Of palms. Now they were play
ing Ia Paloma" with mystical Mex |
lean Jingle. Dolly looked down at the |
great bunch of roses in her lap. They |
had come that Eaornins-with Vernon |
Pieree's card. She was no longer |
there in the heated hail of her city |
ho,ae. with Bob. dear old stupid. tire |
some Bob, by her side. Il was moon
Hight, and she felt the air Of a sum-
mer night on her face. They had been |
dancing aod now they could hear the |
strains OF Forever and Forever" In /
the light from q window some one
was standing before her. His voice
was low and he was singing the words /
of waltz. "oh, bid ME hope to call |
thee rhine, forever and forever"
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