Wallowa chieftain. [volume] (Joseph, Union County, Or.) 1884-1909, 1902-02-20
In the Mirror.

@HE soft lights of the quiet res
taurant brought rest to Boyp-
- toms tired nerves; he picked I'D
the menu with n sigh of content.
"This isn't half bad" he mused, run
ming his eyes down the card, though
it savOrs uncommOnly of poolroom
bulletins: combination one; combina-
tion two'-well," with a smile at the
conceit, reckon I'll play combination
seven-'lamb chop, griddle cake, ly-
onnais pOtatOes'-a hungry fellow can't
lose much on that-for sure. Helo.
his glance falling suddenly on a large
Japanese screen, partially hiding one
corner of the room, there's an or
with the rest of the appointments. BY
jove! they're girls"
In the mirror by the end of the
screen face had arisen, a laughing
girlsh face, and its owner, tucking
fat brown violin under her arm, and
bllssfully unconscious of Boynton's
eager scrutiny. proceeded with much
graceful posing and sundry deft and
skllful jabs of long, blackheaded pin
to adjust huge picture hat upon her
small and shapely head.
Evidently she of the merry counte-
nance was trying it on, for she turned
presently as if inviting an opinion
from some unseen companiOn-and at
that moment she caught the reflection
of Boyton's admiring eyes staring at
her in the mirror.
The smile vanished, giving place to
surprise, annoyance and swiftly grow
ing resentment; but the look of utter
cbagrin that flashed over Boynton's
face as he realized that he had been
guilty of rudeness was clearly too
much for the young lady's sense of
humor, for after a brief struggle, the
stern lines at the corner of her lips
melted into the suspicion of smile;
with a quick glance-half fun, half
detiance-she suddenly thrust out her
tongue and with saucy courtesy at
the reflection of the discounted Boyn-
ton-she disappeared.
well If she isn't n peach" thought
Mark, gazing ruefully at the empty
mirror, while n curious thrill tingled
along his nerves. What stunning hair
she has. | wish knew who she was;
somehow she seems different from any
girl | ever" He dropped his knife
and fork in astonishment, doubling his
ears.
From behind the screen came the
r0liicking notes of familiar rag-time
ar, why don't you get a lady of your
own" remarked the violin. sarcastic
ally. Mark grinned in spite of him
self.
I'll get even for that, young lady"
he remarked. "or my name isn't Mark
Boynton-I am going to find out who
you are"
During the remainder of his lunch
Mark racktd his brain to little pur-
pose but as he stepped up to pay his
check an inspiration came to him
"Eurekal he calculated.
NS p'tAuph OIL, Sulu lit NdSiltl'
politely. why, certainly" she said
presently, in answer to Boynton's in
curry the violin players name is
MISS Sturm-of course you can engage
her; she will be much pleased; whist
party at your sisters you say-please
write her address. | assure you Miss
Sturm will be on hand"
Mark departed. chuckling wonder
'what she'll say tomorrow night" he
,hought, "Ill ask lerh to play why
don't you get lady, Jas I'm sin
ner"
"Awfully obliged for the orchestra.
Mark. said Miss BoyDlon to her broth
er the following evening 81 never
dreamed of having anything so swell
rs that for my whist; done you think
1t nice idea putting them behind the
rubber plants?"
Great, Sis" replied Mark. "believe
l IL go an2 ask them to play something
ior me. Here's where take trick. ="
lie muttered, threading his way care
tully between the little tables
"Will you kindly play, why don't
though Miss Sturm was to be here?"
wound up Mark. leaning against the
plano in surprise.
But | vhas Miss Sturm," replied the
stolid looking, round-face violinist,
gazing at dumfounded Mark in mild
wonder.
but | thought-that is-where is the
young lady who plays at the restaur-
ant stamme(9d Mark.
vhas her% said the German girl.
mpassively ''the cashier. she half gif'
me the Herr Boynton's card, and | haf
come to" but Mark, with an incoher-
eht apology, retrented.
Irumped," he thought miserably,
What in the world can 1t mean? That
Dutch girl is as utterly unlike her as
darkness from light" 1t came over
mark all at once, in great wave of
disappointment. how much he had