The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-06-16

Dayton, leaning back and
laughing merrily. "Ah. me! ne mas
mistaken me; 1 have had enough OF
matrimony, and my present life oil
freedom suits me-"
II admire the mans impuden"e,
said her companion, Mrs. Harrington
HE has never seen you yet. has he:
mo. Tell me exactly how 1t nap
pened."
Certainly! My husband invited his
cousin. Harry Vaughan, George Coats
and this irresistible Horace Cooke to
dine with him yesterday. After pre-
siding at dinner, I, Of course, left the
table after dessert; about an hour
afterward / was passing through the
hall, when I heard Mr.. Cooke say:
$50 this charming widow, Mrs. Day
ton. has vowed never to marry again.
Iwant a wife, and, from your descrip-
tor. think she would suit me. What
do you bet do not make her break her
.YewT'
".F1ve hundred dollars said Harry.
"Donev said Mr.. Cooke. When our
narty starts for Europe in May the
charming widow will join the party
as Mrs. Hugh Cooke"
T went upstairs, but I determined to
nut you on your guard, for tonight, at
our house, you will meet him.
"Never fear for me. I'll have him at
nv feet in a week." and again the sill
very laugh rang through the drawing
reem.
= Mrs. Harrington and Horace Cooke
were standing few hours later in tho
formers brilliantly lighted drawing
room. There were beautiful women
and handsome men all round them;
but the star of the evening was not
there. It was fancy party. and Mrs.
Harrington, a lovely little blonde, in
a piauant flower girls dress, made
quite contrast to the tall brigand be-
side her, whose fine figure and dark,
handsome face suited we'll his dress.
MAY tell your fortune:" said a
sweet, low voice beside the couple,
and they tur2ed.
One quick glance passed between the
speaker and Mrs. Harrington, and then
the hostess passed on to receive other
guests.
'stay, lady. let ne tell your for
tune:" said the gypsy.
"No, tell my friends. Mr.. Cooke
1 beg your pardon. Conrad-you Will
listen, "and she moved away.
Mr.. Cookies eyes were riveted upon
his companion. and lie mechanically
offered his hand FOR her perusal.
She was startlingiy beautiful
figure. Her scarlet skirt, short and
full. was embroidered in gold with
strong figures. and the tiny foot it left
exposed was cased in q scarlet boot.
embroidered in the same way. Inc
body of the dress was of white muslin.
made full. but cut so as to leave the
neck and arms bare. A brilliant scarf
was bound from the right shoulder to
make full bow at the left side. A
turban of white was on the hair. which
fell beneath it in rich black masses
almost to the wearer'S feet. A grace
full figure. medium height. large black
eyes. q rich, clear complexion. with a
clear color, completed the picture.
'sYour fortune" she added. rs she
1reamily scanned the palm OF his hand,
"to WOO where you can
The walters whirled in between the
couple, and when Mr. Cooke again
booked the gypsy was gone. 1t was
long time before he saw her again:
but at last he found her. She was
standing alone near table. lazily turn
ing the leaves of a book. 1t was in a
little sitting room leading from the
drawing room, and>she wss its sole oc-
cupant.
'Will Eou not finish telling my for
tune:' said he. coming in.
She started. )
GOh~ She said. Il dare not. My
spell was 50 violently broken am
afraid to renew it,
afraid! I read your face wrongly
I should have. said the spirit shining
through your eyes scozned fear"
80. while 1 studied your hand, you
speculated about my face:'
"Could any one let such a face pass
him and not try - read it:'
A low, mocking eurtesy was the an
swer to the compliment. They stood
an hour in the little roen. and when
Horace at length offered his arm to
escort the lovely gypsy to the drawing
room, he wished devoutly that the
hour could have been doubled or multi
piled indefinitely.
Mrs. Harrington" said Mr.. Cooke
meeting the hostess in tho room, "wheE
is the irresistible Mrs. Dayton expected
to homer u.s."
Why said Mrs. Harrington. 'you
have the Irresistible Mrs. Dayton hang
Ing on your arm. Has nobody intro
aueed you yet? Let me do it. MIS-
Dayton, this Is Mr. Cookc-Mr- Cooke
Mrs. Dayton. Now l here you know
each other"
Mrs. Dayton's eyes were fixed upon
HE carpet. but there was q world o1