The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1904-01-19

eSta.
The long line of windows above were
open to catch the first faint breath
from the mountains, the breath that
collects its sweetness from deep lying
beds of damp moss ard fern filtered
through the pine tops as ii descends.
From the window in Ellinor Gays
room just overhead came a ripple o.
laughter. Ellinor herself, framed In
it's curtains. stood furnishing a daintv
pair of bronze slippers to wear tha'
evening to the cotillon. AS she perch
ed one Of them upon the window sill
and stepped back to view the effect Of
her handiwork the lace of her dress.
ing sack caught in it's buckle and sem
It whirling down upon the dark brown
head of a young man who was stand
ing in the piazza below.
Mrs. Stanton caught a Mortified look
on poor Ellinor's face as she darted
back and hen turned her glasses on
the young man who had been so nu
tremendously treated.
He had laid the slipper on the palm
Of mis- hand and was examining it care
fully.
What Cinderella dropped it. do you
think?" asked one of the loungers.
scanning the windows above.
81 don't KNOW" said the young mar
| slowly. He had just arrived. II DOM
know. but l am going to play the
prince and find out"
And marry the girl who can wear
II" they chaffed.
Perhaps" he said. who knows?'
md he dropped the slipper into hie
'oat pocket and strolled away.
But the best laid plans of men, mice
md ever princes gang aft agley. Fate
n the uniform of a black buttons, was
even then relentlessly pursuing the
prince, and half an hour later, in re
Sponse to an urgent telegram from his
PARTNER, he was throwing things in'o
lis suit case to catch the Afternoon
rain to New York. AS he EXCHANGE
lis 1annels for the homespun of travel
1omething fell from the pocket.
"Cinderella's slipper?' he exclaim
ID, picking it up tender1y. "Ah, wei
the search for it's owner is but a pleas
IRE postponed, so I'll just take IT
along" And he tucked it carefully
under his cuffs.
How do I look. lear Mrs. Stanton?' p
asked Ellinor, revolving slowly before
the critical ~lorgnettes.
"As charming as Cinderella at the
ball. nv DEAR said Mrs. Stanton.
smiling. And that reminds me to ask
Il you have ever heal anything OF
your prince of the slipper?''
mot a word laughed Ellinor. 81
had almost forgotten that little cpl
sode of last summer. His name was
let M seq"
Don't ask me-" cried Mrs. Stanton
offering her shoulders TO the maid TO:
her wrap. Are you quite ready. dear:
Jack is most particular about his din
ner parties. He likes every one tt
2 come on the stroke of the hour"
II am glad / am to meet the eighth
wonder of the world at last said FL
linor. this prince of perfection. Jack
Stanhope. But I know 1 shall de-
test him. she added viciously under
her breath. "He is too handsome, toe
charming, too brilliant, too good, In
/. fact. to be true. You have done Moth
ing but sing his praises to me since !
came to New York. my dear LADY, and
now that I am honored with one of his
long hoped for. much coveted invita-
tons to a dinner in his apartemnts
believe you think 1 have fulfilled my
Destiny
WYATT till you meet him." murmured
Mrs. Stanton, leading the way to the
carriage.
Ellinor found her bad humor vanish
ing before the charming welcome of
her host, and she was ashamed of the
little thrill of satisfaction which crepr
over her when she found she was to
have the seat of honor on his right.
His rooms are really in excellent
TASTE" she admitted to herself as sne
drew off her gloves. His table APP
pointments are perfect she m
ed a little later an. IAN he himself is
all Mrs. Stanton claims for him. she
confessed reluctantly as she noted his
cl%everness at keeping the conversa-
tlonal ball rolling and the tact with
which he put each one at his or her
best till even shy little Amy Grey
found herself confding a timid anec-
dote to seven pairs of appreciative
ears.
II acknowledge that toasts have be-
come a nuisance" said Jack Stanhope
as they arose from the table, but
there is just ms little one I would
like you all to drink standing before
we adjourn to the library for coffee
and cigarettes. 1t is, To Cinderella /"
Have you rome back to your fairy
tale days. Jack?" asked 10 Gibson,
putting down his empty glass. Lets
have the story; come now, there's a
good fellow"
THE story? Certainly. ola man. I'll
give II to you with an illustration"
Jack answered as they followed the
l0dioC into tho Hhrap " sAThiS &c tho