Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1902-03-14


vest moon rose a flaming disc IN tks
east and the many-stringed orchestx8<
hidden in the palms of the great veE-
anda wooed concord, they sat -
peace under the soft influences -
moon and star, and were content
Here Marguerite, the desolate, fousz
her cavalier. He was student at tia
University of Minnesota, q boy OF -
just through his junior year, workinE
his way to education by the labor -
his own hands. At the big summ<E
hotel he served as an amateur gui6e-
boatman. equerry. escort, to those wk0-
needed him. 1t was Henry who besk;-
knew where lurked the biggest bass
and to what bait they would rise HE
could sail single sticker with the H.
trepidity and assurance of a cup ek3k-
lenger. He could row for hours with
out fatigue. He rode like a life guards
man and knew the secret pockets ~
the woods like trapper. In additioz-
Henry Lestrange was as handsome
as the young Antinous, a student WIS
bade fair to become a scholar, q gen
tleman by instinct, and within his a.
piring breast dwelt soul whose younE
ambition had raised a ladder whos@
higher rungs were hidden in the sym
pathetic skies.
This was the attendant who ks&
been placed wholly at the service OK
Miss CAROLS party-which meant az
| the pleasure of Miss Carroll herself
She viewed him languidly at first, 49,
she might have viewed any other
domesticated creature assigned to de-
her bidding. On the second day shE-
| became aware that he was good e0-
| look upon. Then she -adroitly delVe&
in the depths of his unsophisticatez
| mind and found its native keennes8'
and its alloy of innocence a mine OK
| strange gems she had neverS lookeS
| upon. The task of breaking a he2r%
so simple, so ingenious, so unsulEs&-
so hmpid in its virginia. simpliestE
| seemed to her languorous pastin=
quite in harmony with her intentions
| of restfulness. 1t would be neither
| difficult nor too exciting, but it would
while the Minnetonkan hours She
undertook it, armed with the softly
| insidious wiles deep experience haEz-
| begotten.
But it was not long before Margusr
| tie perceived the random fire of heE
ambushed batteries was Intellectual To-
disturb this unconscious opposi1E
| force. Henry was studiousiy polite
| SOO0 uuAuOfCQ- ANO
ulance annoyed him, olabor fasigueE-
Yet when his hand touched hers as he
steadied her step into a rocking boat
or assisted her to the saddle, or he G
her through a ferny bog seeking fog
wood treasures, she could feel nS,-
| tremor, could see no mantling OF ho.1-
blood to his unmoved cheek. InitiafES
this pleased her. If the quarry wer~-
| shy, more sport and glory for tA<
hunter. The game promised q rars-,r
| interest than she had hoped.
| The week Miss Carroll had markeS
for her sojourn passed. She reez-
| gagged her apartments, indefinite "
| Minnetonka had far more entrance
ments than she had known, she said
She released her chaperon from ak
| tendance, and deffantly went upon long
excursions with Lestrange alone
They walked together in the woods
rode in the dusk, rowed in the moon
| light, now growing faint He re-
manned unresponsive, not cold, but IN
conscious, unapprecia tive of his con-
| quest. One night she cried herself a.
| sleep, she, Marguerite Carroll, who
| had thrown over princes and disdainet-
ministers, and awoke to know that She
was hope3essly in love. Her bosom
ragged between a glowing scorn-of her-
own weakness and deep new-learneE
tenderness for the man she loveds The
situation became cruelty uncomfortable
She determined to end it, to crGshes
| her pride with fierce fingers, to dare
all and by one master stroke to gain all--
I'VE are going away tomorrow, Mr.
Lestrange," she said, on the eyenizs<
| this resolution had been formed -
have telegram from uncle which re-
calls us at once to Washington"
They were sitting alone upon tha-
veranda, whittier she had adroitly SUM-
moned him. The young man had az
tended, as matter of course. Mr.
Beaumont and Cousin Julia swer%-
watching the dancers in the broeSs
clearing of the dining-room. He start
ed sharply. Marguerite felt her hearer
| leap hopefully.
"The news is sudden, isn't it2' hR-
faltered.
at is sudden, indeed" she answered.
| inclining her gracious body to him uE-
til her hair almost brushed his face
| and speaking softly in her voice Ots
music, ''and 1 am sorry. 1t has bees
| pleasant here, and all of us are foatk.
to go. But no one else will care, So
| what does it matter?"
"But / care" he cried, with desE
| embarra ssment. Probably ] shouts
have told you before, Miss Carroll , f.
am in love"
She smiled ineffably, and her voice
sounded like caress she answered.
"Yet, to be in love is not crime
Henry. !, at least, could forgive the