The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-02-15


when Baxter came up and spoke to u
this evening you were hardly civil
Il think he's horrid-just horrid.
wish Mr.. Bowie would sometimes speai
to U.s."
Mr.. Baxter is just finishing that hug
new marble house UP on the east sid'
OF Fifth avenue. l pointed 1t out to you
Even with all the grand houses nowaday:
| it is really superb. And you know M
| Is giving a dinner dance at Hooks thai
| will outshine all the rest. Everybody
has accepted for that dinner dance. Five
| thousand gardenias in one room and ter
thousand camelias in the other, in trel-
| Uses on the walls. and I think there'l
be something alive somewhere. OF course
there will. And vaudeville afterward.
do you believe Anne ever really
| thought of Baxter a moment"
Garcia, If you ask any more questions
l shall go mad. l don't know what !
take you out for. Mr. Glover (hailing
a passing gentleman), when you're look
ing for yours out there please-please
have my carriage called again. What.
you heard my name just now? The car
riage was up and went on, Garcia, this is
all your fault. No. L won't wait another
single minute. Come along, child, We will
go out upon the sidewalk ourselves and
to the carriage! Anything to get out Of
this house"
Tomorrow? When?" young Bowie
was saying in Anne Sherbourne's ear.
In spite of their laughter and light talk
a deep chord had been touched between
them and was vibrating still.
when can you get up town." Anne
answered. with a little tremble in her
voice.
Possibly about five. AS early as I
can make it,
Then I'll give you tea, and we'll talk
quietly till six, when mamma makes me
lie down before dressing. Dear me. it is
quite light outside l never thought of
the time. 1 can go home and sleep this
off, but you-poor you. At your office
by haIf-past nine. 1t is too cruel. What
do you do it for?"
Il ask you what di I do it for? To
meet your
You know you are tired to death of
all these dances and dinners. You know
the operas by heart, as well as the peo-
pie we meet over and over again. For
us girls, who are born in a whale and
must take the consequences of the situa-
ton. there seem to be no escape, out
your
DO you really want to escape? Are
you sincere in saying so, or only half
deceiving?"
Let us keep that to talk about to-
morrow. Really. l think We should re-
serve something after a rather steady
between eleven p. m. and
a. M
You have been generous to me to-
night So much / can't help thinking
l was used to serve a purpose-say. the
confusion of Mr.. Wellington Baxter.
like q magazine story, doesn't it?
Poor old Baxter, We did fiatten him
out Beastly impudent his thinking he
the whole. retract my Christian impulse
in his direction
Il never knew how he Expresses me I'M
til tonight" she said. almost in a whis-
per. and his pulses gave a bound, more
at her intonation than her words.
At this moment there was a hoarse roar
outside. Miss Sherbourne's carriage
stops the wayi'' Miss Sherbourne's
was echoed within the hall.
Anne's maid, being only human, poor girl.
showed her joy in every line of her tired
Some of Anne's friends.
who had been standing waiting for three !
quarters of an hour, looked at those who |
are left upon the forsaken ship after the |
first departures in a lifeboat.
She FASTENED forward. Bowie, with |
flushed and radiant face, preceding her. !
With the speed of light she was placed /
n her mothers neat brougham, driven
~ staid old coachman. The maid fol- !
owed. the door was slammed the broug- !
lam horse paved upon the asphalt, then |
larted forward, and Walter Bowie, !
among the little group of footmen and
rangers on still remaining, felt that for ,
lin the sun had gone behind a cloud.
The sun, as matter of fact. had no
dea of shining for some hours to come.
The world was as cold and gray and !
lesolate as 1t could be when Walter, both
o warm himself and relieve his feelings,
started to run down to the next corner
md board southbound car.
1t came swinging along. its great Cy-
lopean eye already growing DINNER with
he approach of dawn. The motorman
md conductor uniting in the opinion that
flying leap to get aboard would do this
thetic form no harm. there was but
light siackening OF speed to receive him
IS passenger. The swift smooth whiz
II the wheels soon bore him far away
rom the scene of recent enchantment.
The other people. relaxed in various at
;tudes upon the two long seats gave
nut small notice to the familiar spectacle
4 belated reveller. Bowie was once
rore an atom Of the great worksday
orld of the metropolis that most of his
lours We're spent in jostling or being jos
led by. II seemed to him incredible that
eople could be so shabby and dull and
nillumined as these around him when
anne Sherbourne was in the world.
When he reached home-which CHANGED
o he fat of moderate size. shared with
wo other fellows-and after letting him.
elf in at the front door. ran UP three
ing flights OF narrow stairs he thought
e had never seen so ugly a pattern Of
wallpaper as the proprietor had put into
hese halls. His sitting room and the
ell of bedroom OF from 1t. before
airy comfortable from an unattached
mans point OF view. appeared the abode
I dreariness- How could he have been
o long satisfied to come in TO his books
nd papers piled NJ everywhere. gather
ng dust; things strayed from the bed
Dom that should have been kept there:
meagre stream coil instead of an open
re- boots and slippers vagabondizing
lar from their hiding places: trousers
n chair backs; over all smell of stale