CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1905-02-16

A weaker man might have failed to
detect his chance in the mere passir::
glimpse of face in the crowd. NJ
SO Manice. If fate. in effect. said Ia
him. Don't you wish you knew her:"
he indomitab.y answered. Trust me
l shall know hu.','' And so tie gam"
began.
Social customs he regarded us -
many fences nclo ing anJ diviG.H- tie
field of action. Under ordinary CO lm-
stances lie respected these defense !
and skirted them decorously until he
came to gatCways, like any other wei.
bred individual. But the case in hand
was comparable only to II cross coun-
try ride. when the man who would be
in at the death must go over the
fences. jump the bitches and stay hin,
not for gateways and bridges.
All of which means that Floyd Man
ice, usually the most dignified and con-
servative of men, spent the rest of the
afternoon following a slim. erect young
woman at c very respectful distance
and utterly without her knowledge.
At q p. IN. he had the satisfaction
of seeing her enter smart trap at
Morristown. n. j., whittier she had
unwittingly led him, and satisfied
from her manner that she was at home
he paced the platform waiting for the
train back to town and making plans
with an exultant confidence born Of
long success.
"Going to Morristown for the sum-
mer eh?' exclaimed his partner in
some surprise when he announced his
intention week later. 81 thought you
loathed New JerseyT'
mistaken idea of yours" responded
Manice, with mendacious brevity. by
the way, do you know any one there"
Events usually moved with business
like precision when Manice started to
accomplish an end. Within two weeks
from the day on which he first saw
his star, as he called her to himself.
he was established in Morristown,
waiting in strong, serene, yet humble
expectation for her to appear once
more upon his horizon.
The days passed like a procession
Of snails, but she did not appear. and.
though through the kindness of city
friends he had number of introduc-
tions, he made no effort to discover
her identity. He had a strange, sweet
cousciousness-to which he held in
spite Of disappointment and the de-
plorable sentimentality into which 1t
was leading him-that she was surely
drifting toward him and that each day
brought them nearer together.
Near the end of the third week his
faith was rewarded 1t was on the
golf links, and a ripple Of peculiarly
clear, frank laughter somewhere near
him caused him to turn his head She
and a companion were saunterinG to
ward him, every line of her 1.-THE,
graceful figure standing out gloriously
against the pure background Of the
sky, her brown hair framing her face
in bewitching disorder.
On this glimpse of her Manice lived
for another week, and then his friend.
Duncan Brown, descended upon him
for the weeks end stay. Duncan would
have been welcome under any circum-
stances, but when he announced that
great friend of his, Betty Alston, lived
in Morristown and offered to take
Manice to see her the latter pressed
the freedom of his bachelor quarters
upon him with added feryency, won
dering II by chance he was entertaining
an angel unawares.
So indeed it proved.
81 think l saw you on the links the
other day." Miss Alston remarked.
turning to Manice after the greetings
were over, and that gentleman always
wondered what he said In reply. The