Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-12-22

the other In the silvery cloak, whom
now knew had been Silver Heels.
Down the stairs rustled my lady Of
the rose mantle, finger tips playing
tattoo over the mahogany balustrade,
and on her lips smile, as fancied,
though later / came to know that it
was only the natural expression Of her
mouth. Something in my memory ,
stirred at that smiling face.
Now she was looking straight at me,
with that delicate curve of her lips
which sets men thinking, and at the !
same moment I perceived that she
wore my colors. Marie Livingston!
should never have known her. So we
were quits, the affected mink! This
was Mrs. Hamilton-this bright eyed
girl, with her smooth rose petal skin
and her snowy hand on the balustrade.
Could be mistaken? Surely she wore
my colors! glanced at thNt.aot on my
sword hilt, then pressed through the
throng to the stairway. Now at last
could pay Silver Heels in her own
wampum, and meant to do 1T under
her very nose. met Mrs. Hamilton at
the foot Of the stairs, and out into the
wilderness Of silver and candlelight
we passed, fiddle and bassoon a-play-
ing with might and main, and we stood
behind our chairs while my Lord Dun
more chartered blessing, then seated
ourselves amid gale of whispers.
Through the fare Of the candles
saw Brant and Sir John Johnson near
us, and also that filthy Indian, Red
Jacket, both hands already in dish OF
jelly, a-gobbling and grunting to him
self. which sent Lord Dunmore into
peals of shrill laughter, though Sir
william took no notice. Presently l
perceived Silver Heels and Mr.. Bevan
nearly opposite to us and strove to
catch her eye.
1 Stung to the quick by her indifer-
ence to my presence, smartng IN my
fancied isolation, resolved to show
her that 1 cared not whit for her OF
her dragon. So loosened my tongue
and set it wagging SO smartly that
think astonished Mrs. Hamilton, who
had been observing Mr.. Bevan witt
her fixed smile At any rate, she gave
me a long, pleasant stare, and pres
emily her fixed smile became very
sweet and pretty, although thought
tritle hooking.
SIS it not amusing" she said coolly
Here you sit with me when you woult
give your tow head to be prattling int
Mistress Warren's ears, and here Sit
at twiddle thumbs, devising vengeanc
on Mr.. Bevan, who belongs to me!'
!, II thought you had husband" sal
: I, with boyish bluntness.
She colored up like fire for moment
and was sorry spoke, but had M
!, pity for my pains, for the next instan
!. she was laughing at me as though
= were a ninny, and could discover n
reason for her mirth.
4 "You are nice boy, but not yer
. bright" she said thoughtfully. u
70 you were you would pay me compl
j ments instead of admonition. PerhaE
- you will after the madeira. PerhaE
II, you will even make love to me-"
- 81 will do 1t before the madeira
:. said |. "You are certainly the prettie
=. woman in Johnson Hall tonight, and
=, =, you've a mind for vengeance on 70,
~ faithless dragon yonder pray take n
~ ~ for the instrument, Mrs. Hamilton"
=. In the dull din of voices around us
= heard Silver Heels laugh. but tt
laugh was strained, and knew 81
= was looking at me and listening.
- II don't know what you mean" ga
- Mrs. Hamilton. reddening, 'but kno
~ you to be somewhat indiscreet youl
man who handles woman as
~ would q club to beat his rival to t
:" earth withal."
a. 81 mean" said in low voice.
make love to you and to serve us bot
y. If you ever had your heart storm
w you had best prepare for no quart
~. now,''l said coolly.
at The madeira had now turned 7
d blood to little rivers of fire. being b
De lately enfranchised from the childre
ca pswtens and small beer, but yet
ne SO made that never then nor since hi
the delicate vapors of wines stit
'uf such wits as possess. 1t is my c
az science only that wine dulls.
Is So amid the low tumult, the bre
81. gush of whispers, the laughter and
al crystal tinkle Of silver and glass
SUI made indiscpeet, clear headed love
ou' Mistress Marie Hamilton, retreat
under her cruel satire, rallying in
Ato bright battery Of her eyes, charg
Try the citadel of her heart with that
sincere and gay abandon which
IN asses disco&certs and pioues w,
an, who understands better how to
or pei true nassinn
'els ITO be continued in next issue.
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