The Aberdeen Democrat. (Aberdeen, South Dakota) 1???-1909, 1903-08-07

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Moreover, the doctor had recon
mended Colorado air for me.
He had not said a word about Kan
sas.
81 should love to-" l returned. "bu'
indeed / cannot. However," and / be
gan to tremble as / put the question
perhaps, on my way back, you vii
allow ME to come to see you in Wichi
tap"
Indeed I WILL" she answered witt
evident pleasure; then she wrote out
her uncle's address for me, which !
recognized as the most fashionable
quarter of the place, and told me ]
must not fail to come.
1 placed the address carefully in
my card case.
Our parting was to be when we
reached Newton, and before. that
hated time we had a most charming
conversation.
She told me all sorts of little things
about herself in the most refreshing,
original way, and before long she
could have twisted me up into bow.
knots and tied me around her neck
with her fur boa. But, then l swear,
] have never met a woman more fas-
chatting from that day to this.
Before parting we had a jolly little
dinner together, and as | did the or
dering, you may be sure nothing was
wanting. Although she demurred
and hesitated, 1 held out, and it
would have done your heart good to
see the way she regarded a quart
bottle of champagne. 1t was the first
time she had ever tasted 'fzz,' and
her description, that it was . like
drinking a ''bumblebee," made me
laugh heartily.
Oh, what a trip that was! Shall !
forget it?
Finally the dreaded hour arrived,
and she must gather up her little
traps and change for Wichita. I as
sisted, with a Juggling pain at my
heart. Suddenly l surprised a look
in her blue eyes. l had been stoop-
ing to pick up her muff, and it being
closer at hand than / thought, I came
up rather sooner than either she or
1 expected. She was looking down at
wistfully, yearningly, and there
was a tear, I declare, on her eyelash.
All restraint departed from me.
The happy hours we had spent, the
intimacy of a railroad journey,
and the prospect of parting, all con
spired against me, and grasping her
hand inside the mutf, l held it
and whispered:
"Amy!."
She gave me one long, lingering
ook and returned the pressure
..Thank you again" she Whispered,
and don't forget me! Oh, promise
lot to forget met"
| promised, and then she was gone.
Heavens! How lonely it was with
tut her. How dingy the cars, how
rid the view!
I could find nothing to interest me,
nd even the recollection of her
only served to make me
dismal. Before long the con-
luctor came through again. 1t
eemed to me that his sneering coun-
enance was more %sneering than ever.
But | bore him no grudge.
SWELL" he sad with a grin, stop
by my chair, "did you find out
Who she was?"
Certainly" / answered stifiiy, 'it
vas Miss Dyer, of Wichita"
Miss Dyer nothing" he said with
scorn. Miss Dyer, Miss Flyer, Miss
"How dare you?' l demanded hot
", 'sand what do you mean?
"Oh, narthin'," he answered. cool
", only she's the cutest lady bunko
this road. Her husband, him with
the whiskers. runs a brace faro game
over in Kansas City, and another in
Wichita, and she's his puller-in, that's
all! Better look for your purse, Mr..
Dyer"
l did so and to my dismay it was
gone!
'But why the devil, man, didn't you
tell me?"
.'oh." he said, with a wink, "you
seemed so willing to be bluffed with
your Miss Dyer"
All, me! Golden hair and eyes SC
blue!
I promised Amy never to forget
her and l lever have!-N. Y. Times.
Miss Solomon and Her Lover.
A woman wa walking in a palm
grove when a man saw her ant
FASTENED after her. When she asked