Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1904-09-23

In certain tier, he had often seen a
certain head. 1t was shapely head,
rlngiefed as close as baby's with
sunny brown curls Indeed, SO fire.
quently OF late had he gone to his own
easement to discover If that particu-
lar bonnie head and rose-leaf face
Were within range OF his vision that
his business began to suffer from such
cratic absences.
NOT that Jack Berenson was bother
ing himself about business. During
nose minutes he stood, absorbed In
DAY dreams. staring apparently at the
undressing wall Of an embarrassing
building. he was thinking for the most
part how strange 1t was that he, who
mad come gaily up the road of life.
neart whole and fancy free, until he
mad reached his thirtieth milestone.
should all at once be beset by the
most chimerical hopes, the most fu-
ule desires. the most glorious of cha
otto imaginings.
lt was lunacy, he told himself
stark. staring lunacy-that he should
go on his way with a bounding heart
and a feeling OF the most senseleas
exniiaration, just because he had pass-
eo girlish figure on the sidewalk.
met the Indifferent glance of violet.
Dlack-lashed eyes, looking forth from
beneath white brow, or caught the
faint, elusive perfume of her demure
garments. And the worst of it was
tnat he could not bring himself to be
indignant with himself for being such
a fool!
you like to be foolr he told him
sell angrily. You're hugging your fol-
"! And much good it win do you! |
hou've not got enough sense, Jack Be |
renson, to last crazy man till break
fast time!"
With which final shot he was ant to
break away from his vigil, return
sterniy to his desk and plunge into
work undl-until he began to wonder
sne might have returned to her chair
n the window, or by any chance be
yoing out Though whether out or In.
here had seemed slight chance Of
making her acquaintance before Fate.
n the guise of a treacherous street
had placed belonging Of
lers In his possession.
But when he had sailed forth with
lis prize his courage almost failed
Inn. And when the elevator man let
lim on at the eighth floor, as bidden. !
was an insane desire to make his i'm I
Mediate escape by way of the stair
ase that overwhelmed him. But he
ulled himself together and went to- [
1ard the suite of doctors Offices. {
7hich he knew occupied that particu- /
lr angle of the big building. Some of {
ne physicians whose names were In |
cribed on the tablet In the corridor I
Tere friends of his.
Hope don't run into Norton, or '
chriener, or MacInyre." he said. '
Hope 1 don't" =
But he did-all three of them. They q
nd few of their professional asso- =
ates had met in the reception room v
revious to attending a medical con- n
sntion in body. 1t seemed to Door s
erenson. standing helplessly In the =
'orway with his package In his hand. v
lat the place was packed with eyes
lrious, inquisitive. moclxdng eyesi y
But few voices called out pleasant :
enough. 'AAallo-how dye do, Be :,
nsonr' And MacIntyre came for. q
ard with q smile that made his ugly :,
quite charming. :,
"Your-the young LADY" stammer.
Jack. He held out the package
uch az though It were letter Of In
oductton- 'She lost this, and n
"Oh. seeir The doctor turned hast :,
:. "AFlss Meredfthr' ha cali.d