The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1903-07-05
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nim many Kmdnesses. ana ne CROSSE
TO speak with her. He then found q
scat about half way down the room
in one of the deep windows. Could
dnything he more blithesome, more
fhll Of debonair life, he thought,
than the scene before him? They
were draining the clearest wine Of
TIE cup of youth, these gay dancers!
For an instant the floor at his right
was nearly clear, and as his eyes
iraversed this space they fell upon a
woman of middle age and young
lady sitting upon an improvised
divan on the opposite side of the
room. He started as though touched
Ivy an electric current. Was it-cou1d
il be? Did his vision not deceive
him? He sprang up, but at that in
slant two dancers swept between
him and the face on which he had
suddenly become strenuously intent.
The dancers passed. Yes, he was
not mistaken. 1t was the girl he
had known as Sylvia Densmore. His
heart gave a throb. One of the ball
committee was Fastening by, stu
dent whom Rossiter had spoken with
that day at the fraternity house.
Rossiter seized him by the arm.
Scan you tell me-" said he, who
that girl is, yonder?" indicating the
place with nod. THE one upon the
divan" ~
The student leaned forward so that
he could see between the spinning
couples.
That's Miss Densmore, of Illica,"
he answered. Would you like to be
introduced to her?. She's" He
stopped, amazed, Rossiter had
caught. only his first words, and was
already making his way around the
edge of the gyrating throng. AZ
She was Miss Densmore still! "a
anew hope sang IN his brain, and his.
heart began dancing in rhythm 4 D
the violins. He was perhaps 90 feet
distant when Miss Densmore. realized
that some one was approaching and
glanced towards him, casually at
first, then with q quick, amazed IN
tentnsss de saw the color 4she had
more an formerly recede From her
cheeks and theh Hood back again.
shesrose = little ,instealily.
rs its it'll ossible?" she iex-
claimed "AIr. Rossiter!"
Eyes," he answered, beaming upon
her as he cIasped the hand which
she extended.
She surveyed at glance his trinity
clad figure. I'D
Then you deceived us, after an"
she said, with shade ofgreproach in
ing!" I'd
No! mol" cried Rossiter. IF you
will permit me, | will"
MisssDensmore seemed suddenlyeto
recollect herself, and presented RIOS
sitter to the lady with whom she had |
been chatting-her mother. With |
Mrs. Densmore Ga refined, low-spoxen |
woman Rossiter exchanged few
polite words, and then, at the daugh- |
ter's suggestion, seated himself by |
The side of the latter upon the. diyan.
lie could but realize that the girl was |
agitated, and as for himself, his wits
seemed all at once to have flown to
tEe four cornerssof the earth.
"Monroe was my ollegec' he aft
or little heard himself saying;
that's how it happens that Tn
here. There was class reunion, You
know. I'm not in array. as you see,
but it's so long since I've been at a
college ball that ] couldn't resist
when | heard the music. | didn't
dream of meeting you"
II haven't attended the college
parties for year or two" Miss
Densmore replied, "and it's quite by
chance that Pm here tonight. Nam
ma and | drove out with cousin of
mine from Buffaland who is engaged
to Mr.. Wolfe, an old Illica friend"
Wolfe! That was the name of Miss
Densmore's visitor the last night at
the Mertons'. 1t was burned deeply
into Rosters memory But how
strangely mistaken he had been! An
elation seized him, and
then the music ceased! He glanced
eagerly at Miss Densmore's card
which she was nervously lingering,
and noted that all save one of the
remaining dances were taken. She
caught his look, and there was some
thing assuring in her smile.
May have that?" he said, point
ng to the unengaged dance.
YES" she replied softly, still
smiling, and then an exuberant
senior rushed up and bore her away.
Rossiter's eyes followed her with a
,leam of rapture. For brief space
lights, music, whirling figures were
rs naught to him. He saw only the
delicate contour of her face; heard
only the low cadence of her voice.
With a violent effort he shook off
this waking spell and turned towards
Mrs. Densmore, but someone had en-
gagged her in conversation and he was
flee. He slipped into vacant win
low-sent and watched for Miss Dens-
nore's temperance. Presently she
Roated by Tor so it seemed to him),
and after that only for an occasional
instant did Ae lose sight of her
So nIpnsurnble ,rnc bis occuNot ;op