, 1902-12-17
GTdy-Gun Horses.
BY Il. S. CANFIELD.

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Copyright. 1902. by Daily Story Pub. Coz
Gray ]gun-horses in the landau
And the Sergeant is married to "a"
-Kipling.
Her name was Ethel Genevieve
Wynne, but her friends had shortened
1t to We've" 1t seemed to suit her.
She was of an exquisite sweet figure,
full without fairness, slender without
scragginess, and her hand and fore
arm and her foot and the ankle above
1t might have served as models to
any man used to putting his dreams
into marble. Golden hair crowned
her small, shapeIy head, blue eyes
looked from under level brows, and
her checks were the hue of the sun
kissed side of the peach. Leroy Hen
tryN saw her and his heart and soul
went out to her and were not in his
keeping.
He was "A poet, young, ardent, hon
est, gifted and poor. He looked at
the world with fresh eyes ard
thought himself rich because mis-
wants were few; he could not CON
ceive of a gentleman, or gentlewoman
who cared for money. His birth
gave him entry to what are called our
upper" circles. though way upper"
since they do not contain more wit or
inanliEess or kindness or suavity
T. an IL other circles, no man can
cay.
His life story began on the upper
/ Hudson ThIrp ie , r,r,p,n-tpr ,Ia,o
there small enough and exclusive
enough to warrant high prices and
poor accommodations. Not more than
a dozen guests were in the hotel when
he reached it. In that kind of hos
tclry The fact that you have register
ed at all is warrant of your social
stardirg, and everybody knows every
body else as a matter of course. That
Tight iicndryX dreamed of Vieve's
eyes; next morning he sailed with he,
over n still reach of the river.
She found it pleasant enough
watching the light of worship in his
dark eyes. He talked with a poets
tenderness and passion; she did not
understand all that he said; she did
NV app ~ 1T Hlu'h VI 1t, Biz vas III
the world and her mother was a
schemer; they were o rich, and the
girl was in the market as much as
If she had stood naked upon a block
In STEAMBOAT to be knocked down to
tie highest bidding Pasha; this had
been drilled into her from her four
tGenth year; she accepted her destiny
co~mplacently; that destiny was to
make a good match" She was vir.
tIous, or thought she was, and shall.
low. No one had ever told her that
when h married a man for his
money she would sell herself, so she
had not considered this view Of 1t.
She had plenty OF clothes and was
happy in a light way. She was only
twenty and had time enough in which
to marry well; meanwhile she wished
to enjoy herself, and Hendryx was
about the only eligible in Ravens
Nest hotel. The mother looked
askance at the intimacy. but said
nothing: she had learned in two sea
sons to trust her daughter.
1t is an old and common story and
hardly worth the telling. 1t happened
yesterday; it happens to-day, it will
happen to-morrow-the man earnest
and loyal, believing in himself and
n her, the woman physically seduc-
tive, mentally barren, without deeps
III her nature. not consciously evil,
but working evil.
In a months time he asked her to
marry him; not in the least intending
~acquiecence she answered Yes"
Thereafter he walked on air and felt
strong to achieve. There came moon
light strolls and sailings, whisperings
in shaded hooks, all of the sweet,
~nonsensical meetings and partings Of
a courtship and betrothal. He wrote
sonnets to her eyebrows and she read
them, saw that they rhymed and put
them away among milliners' bills.
HendryX does not deserve sympathy,