Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1905-03-24
One Eleanor
And Another

Copyright, r'o.. BY RITA KsIIsv

Boyd Thompson was putting in his
second day at the 81. Louis exposition.
Even though he had seen the wonders
Of two continents since leaving college,
he was n little awed. even oppressed,
by the very tremendous amount Of ia.
genuity md beauty spread before him.
He stopped az the end OF the Grand
basin and. pushing back his straw hat
from his handsome dark face. drew out
bis tobacco pouch and carefully rolled
a cigarette. The air was sizzling. The
sun beat down on the immensely of
white buildings aud sparkled madden.
ingly I'm the folds OF the cascade and
the rlpplcs I'm the wake Of the Condo.
las as they darted to and fro. lie was
telling himself that all this was too
much for n man to see alone. lie
blew out q wreath OF smoke md look
ed dlslnterestedly at the passing
throng. Yes. II he did not run across
some one he knew before night lie was
going to pull out for home.
He strolied toward the main entrance
and stopped to admire an extremely
pretty girl I'm 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 at the other side. II know that
girl. Hang It! what's her Manner
He walked slowly past her again.
She was absorbed In a scrutiny of the
Trlumphal causeway. How refresh
ingly coo she was In that green dress!
Her hair cleaned gold In the sun. That
was Just the trouble-her HART II 1t
were only brown! Boyd ran over the
m OF all the blends he had known.
Bertha Semple, Caroline French7 Bah!
They had been fat and pudgy.
He doubled on his steps and strolled
back n~onchalantly. his hands thrust
deep In his pockets. But wasn't she u
princess! He tried to smooth out the
pucker In his brow and look pleasant.
Hang Il all! She wns as much alone as
he was. and she would be 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 unmistakably
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
cnuseway and were looking into his
with III concealed amusement. Instant
ly his face cleared. He swept off his
hat with a charming bow and went to-
ward her. smiling.
miss HASKELL" he said. holding out
his hand. Miss Eleanor HnskellT''
She looked at him amazed. but at
sound OF the name she smiled. too.
questioningly.
II 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. l don't remember" She passed
one slim hand Over her brow and look
ed embarrassed. But I've sure enough
been TO Northwestern" she said, fash
ing n smile at him. and" triumphant.
ly, "yes. l remember your face"
zones memory for names is often
nCAtEs hDgg wv 9Ou hhOMf 4 hun TIT
deuce OF a time recalling yours just
now. and / was afraid every minute
you'd take a notion to go before
could get II by the tail feathers, so to
speak. But ! did. you see, and l al
ways remember faces" He leaned over
and smiled down at her. Are you en-
Joylng the shown he asked sweetly.
"Yes, but It's too overwhelming "a
enjoy alone, and my friends are not
due for n week or ten days, so I've de
cided TO go home. l was Just taking .
farewell look as you anne 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 B%Onaparte he
said, coming a step nearer: You'll for
give me for staring at you so hard? ]
Just couldn't remember your name on
the Instant"
Eyes, Of cOurseg' she laughed. Re
cause. do you know. 1 haven't been
able really to place you yet. though !
remember your lame and your face
pefIectly.
'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 ia
himself. when this particular shade OF
gold was the prettiest thing for hair
be had ever seen. BlondineI He threw
away his cigarette. She wasn't that
kind.
He thought OF the few times he had
seen her at Rrmory 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
he picked his way through the crowded
lobby he saw al around him slender
girls In green dresses pulling gold hair
away from their faces with u pretty
movement OF their hands.
They were sitting Mt the end OF the
Grand basin some nights later, a little
back from the balustrade overlooking