The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1904-11-17
One Eleanor
!; And Another
BY RIA Kelley
BY RIA K eHey


second day at the st. Louis exposition.
Even though he had seen the wonders
Of two continents since leaving college.
he was a 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. He was
telling himself that all this was too
much for one man to see alone. He
blew out a wreath of smoke and look
ed disinterestedly at 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 stroled toward the main entrance
and stopped to admire an extremely
pretty girl in cool green linen standing
by one of the pillars of the Liberal
Arts building
by Joven he said rs he made a
wide detour behind her and came
around at the other side. 81 know that
girl. Hang it. What's her nameY
He walked slowly past her again.
She was absorbed in a scrutiny of the
Triumphal causeway. How refresh
ingly cool she was in that green dress.
Her hair cleaned gold In the sun. That
was Just the trouble-her hairl If 1t
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 his pockets. But wasn't she a
princess, He tried to smooth out the
pucker In his brow and look pleasant.
Hang it all, She was as much alone as
he was. and she would be gone in n
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 looking into his
with ill concealed amusement. Instant
ly his face cleared. He swept off his
hat with a charming bow and went to-
ward her, smiling.
Miss Haskell2" he said, holding out
his hand. Miss Eleanor HaskellY
She looked at him amazed, but at
sound of the name she smiled. too
questioningly.
~ 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.
ooh, | don't remember" She passed
one slim hand over her brow and look
ed embarrassed. but I've sure enough
beer TO Northwestern" she said, fash
ing a smile at him, land, triumphant
ly, yes, | remember your face"
"One's memory for names is often
tickle. Why, do you know, l had the
deuce of time recalling yours just
now, and l was afraid every minute
you'd take n notion to 20 before /
could get 1t by the tail feathers, so to
speak. But l did. you see, and | al
10 lnonp1
and smiled down at her. Are you en-
joylng the show" he asked sweetly.
Eyes, but It's too overwhelming to
enjoy alone, and my friends are not
due for week or ten days, so I've de
cided TO go home. | was just taking
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 it was finally arranged.
Later In 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"
Eyes. of courser she laughed. BE
cause, do you know, | haven't been
able really to place you yet though l
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. Blondne? 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 diylnely.
He had not known her well, and she
was a trump for not thinking him pre-
sumptuous speaking TO her now. AS
re picked his way through the crowded
lobby he saw all around him slender
girls In green dresses pulling gold hair
sway from their faces with pretty
movement Of their hands.
They were sitting nj the end of the
Grand basin some nights later, n little
back from the balustrade overlooking
the water Boyd WIS speaking as he
slowly rolled a cigarette
"Do you know, I ana amazed to think
how mistaken ! WAS about YOU
I'm sorry to have disappointed you