Morgan County democrat. (Versailles, Mo.) 1900-1906, 1903-07-31

ooh, that's pretty, too" | cried.
Not as pretty as yours sii.
argued.
Yes, yes, much more So" | in.
sisted.
would you mind, Mr.. Hail." was
the mex question. IF | should ask
where you are going"
'To La .%Iunta," | responded.
'Oh. dear" she exclaimed. Il was
in hopes you were going To Wichita,
too. Why"and she turned her brigh.
eyes fun on mc-"why don't you
coinc on there? 1t isn't so awfully
far from La Junta."
For an instant the mad impulse To
do 50 overcame me, and my hand
sought my pocket to extract the cN-
ira fare. But my common sense re-.
turning, | Withdrew il firmly. My
business was in LA Junta; in fact. |
had appointments Their" from the
hour of my arrival, and there was
absolutely no reason for my going to
Wichita. | did not know "A SOU nor
II stick nor stone in the place.
Moreover. the doctor had recon-
mcndcd Colorado air for me.
He had not said n word about Kan.
SaS.
~ should love to-" | returned. 'but
indeed cannot. However," and I be.
| gan to tremblc AZ | put the question
~"pcrhapS, on my way back, you viii
allow mc to come to see You in Wichi.
tao"
Indeed | will" She answered with
evident pleasure; then She wrote ont
her unclc'S address for me. which !
recognized rs the most fashionable
quarter of the place, and told me !
must not fail 10 come.
placed the address carefully ir
my card case.
Our parting was to be when we
reached Newton, and before that
hated time we bad Il most charming
conversation.
She told me all sorts Of little things
about herself in the most refreshing
original way. and bcfnr" long she
could have twisted me up into bow
knots and tied me around her neck
with her fur boa. But, then | swear
have never met Il oma more fas'
chatting from that day to this,
Before parting wc had "A Jolly little
dinner together, and as ! did the or
dcring, yon may b" sure nothing wa
wanting. Although she dcmurr"d
and hcsitatcd. | held ont. and il
would have done your heart good tC
see the way She regarded II quart
bottle Of champagne. II was thc first
time She had cN" tasted 'fzl.' and
her description, that il was like
drinking a "bumblcbcc,' made me
laugh heartily.
Oh. what ii trip that was! Shall !
ever forget it?
Finally the dreaded hour arrived
and she mus, gather up her little
traps and change for Wichita. | as.
sisted, with a Juggling pain al my
heart. Suddenly | surprised Il look
in hen blue eyes. | had been S'oop.
inp to picl. M her mum, and il being
closer ~ hand than | thought. | am
M rather sooner than either She OF
| expected. She wa looking down AT
me Wi-tfuIIy. ycaruiugIy. and there
was a tear, | declare, ON her rNciaSh
All restraint departed from me
The happy hours We had spent, the
rapid intimacy of a railroad journey,
and the prospect Of parting, all con.
spircd against me, and grasping her
little hand in-id" the muif, | held it
firmly and whispered:
"Amy,'
She gave me ON" long. lingering
look and returned TIA" prcsa.r"
softly.
"Thank you again" she whispered.
"and don't forget me, Oh, promise
not to forget me-
! promised, and then sh" was gone
Heavens, How lonely it wa with
out her, How dingy III" cars. how
arid the view
| could find nothing to interest Inc.
and even the recollection Of her
brightness only served t" make M
more dismal. Before long lii, con
ductor came through again. II
seemed to me that his snccring conn.
tcnancc was NOR" snrcring than ever,
But ! bore him no grudgc,
"Wcll," he said with a grin, stop
ping by my chair, "did you find out
who she was?'
"C%crtainly," | answered Stifly, "it
was Miss Dyer, of Wichi'a.'
Miss Dyer nothing he said with
scnrn. "Miss Dyer. Miss Flyer, Miss
Lycr!"
"How dare your demanded hot
", land what d" you mean"
"Oh, narthin'." he answered, cool
~, 'Only she's the cut"st lady bunk'
ON this rOnd. Her hMshand. him with