Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1904-12-17
One Eleanor
And Another
BY Rita Kelley
BY Rita keHeY
Copyright. 1905. bv Rita Kellep


second day mt the St Louis exposition.
Even though he had seen the wonders
of two continents since leaving college,
he was IL little awed. even oppressed,
by the very tremendous amount of in
genuity and beauty spread before him.
He stopped at the end of the Grand
basin and. pushing back his straw hat
from his handsome dark face. drew out
his tobacco pouch and carefully rolled
a cigarette. The air was sizzling. The
sun beat down on the immensely of
white buildings and sparkled madden
ingly in the folds of the cascade and
the ripples in the wake of the Condo
las as they darted to and fro. lie was
telling himself that all this was too
much for one man To see alone. He
blew out Il wreath of smoke and look
ed disntereStedly ut the passing
throng Yes. if he did not run across
some one he knew before night he was
going to pull out for home
He strolled toward the main entrance
pretty girl in cool green linen standing
by one of the pillars of the Liberal
Arts building.
by Jove"" he said as he made a
wide detour behind her and came
around nj the other side Il know that
girl. Hang it. What's her name?''
He walked slowly past her again.
Triumphal causeway How refresh
ingly cool she was in that green dress.
Her hair cleaned gold in the sun. That
was just tie trouble-her hair. If ii
were only brown. Boyd ran over the
names of all the blends he had known.
Bertha Semple. Caroline French? Bah!
They had been fat and pudgy.
He doubled on his steps and strolled
back nonchalantly. his hands thrust
deep in hi; pockets But wasn't she a
princess. He tried TO smooth out the
quicker i'm his brow and look pleasant.
Hang il all. She was as much alone as
he was. and she would he gone in a
moment. His mind raced frantically
among the girls of two continents in
search of the missing name.
IF she just had brown hair. now"
he said. staring at her Enthusiastically
gold curls. Suddenly he realized that
he was standing stock still and the
brown eyes of the girl in the green
dress had swept from the Triumphal
causeway and were look ing into his
with i'll concealed amusement Instant
ly his face cleared. He swept off Ills
hat with charming bow and went to.
ward her. smiling.
Miss Hashell:" he said. holding out
his hand. Miss Eleanor Haskell!'
She looked at him amazed. but al
sound of the name she smiled. too
questioningly.
IL fear you have the better of me-
though she said as he took her hand
you are
BOYD Thompson. yes. of Northwest
ern.'' he finished for her.
"Oh. don't remember" She passed
one slim hand over her brow and look
ell embarrassed. But I've sure enough
been 10 Northwestern" she said. flash
ing Il smile at him. and" triumphant
ly, yes. | remember your face"
Zones memory for names is often
tickle. Why. do you know. had the
deuce of n time recalling yours just
now. and I was afraid every minute
you'd take n notion TO go before
could get it by the tail feathers. so to
speak. But ! did. you see. and I al
ways remember faces" He leaned over
and smiled down at her. Are you en-
joying the showT he asked sweetly.
"Yes. but it's too overwhelming to
enjoy alone. and my friends are not
due for a week or ten days. so I've de-
cided TO go home. | was Just taking u
farewell look as you came along"
Come. now. that's jolly. I'm in the
same fix. What do you say TO doing
the fair in partnership"
And so il was finally arranged.
Later i'm the evening as he left her
at the Hotel Napoleon Bonaparte he
said. coming n step nearer: You'll for
give me for staring at you so hard?
Just couldn't remember your name on
the instant
"Yes. of course she laughed. BE
cause. do you know, haven't been
able really to place you yet. though I
remember your name and your face
perfectly"
well. we're even." he called back,
and. thrusting his hands in his peck
cts. he sauntered toward the lobby.
Strange he should have thought she
had ordinary brown hair. he said TO
himself. when this particular shade of
gold was the prettiest thing for hair
he had ever seen. Blondine? He threw
away his cigarette. She wasn't that
kind.
He thought of the few times he had
seen her at armory parties and re
membered that she danced divinely
He had not known her well. and she
was a trump for not thinking him pre-
sumptuous speaking to her now. As
he picked his way through the crowded
lobby he saw all around him slender
girls in green dresses pulling gold hail
away from their faces with pretty
movement of their hands.
They were sitting at the end of the
Grand basin some nights later. n little