The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1906-05-10

energy may help the average" with a
laugh. Its Labor day, you know"
Labor day?' queried the girl. What
Is thatT'
Zone Of our American holidays he
explained. That's why am here to-
day"
oh said Aline with sudden COM
prehension. So Labor day was appar-
emily the equivalent Of those fetes OF
the olden times when for once all class
es mingled in friendly simplicity. What
a splendid ideal But no wonder she
had not understood at first.
1t was growing dusk. Across the
lawn the gardeners children were set
ting off rockets left over from the last
Fourth of July. The guests were NOV
ing about the grounds. Some had gone
to the rocks, others watched the gilt
tering trail of the fireworks. Mile.
de Saint Cyr had crossed to where
her aunt stood chatting with the host
ess in the twilight of the pines. Sud
denly came a s-s-swish, n fash, as one
Of the rockets. too powerful for the lit
tie hand which held 1t. exploded unex
pectedly in the direction of the trees.
There was Il warning shout. q cry and
Mile. de Saint Cyr felt herself caught
and pulled forclbly away. while eager
fingers crushed out n spark In the frag-
lie laces of her gown. 1t was all over
In a second, before any one else had
time to realize that anything had hap
pened, and Mile. de Saint Cyr stood
trembling, half with fright at what she
had escaped. half with anger at the in
dignity to which she had been subject
ed. For she-she. Alinc de Saint Cyr-
had been, for no matter how brief a
space. in a mans arms.
Are you hurtY" he asked a~nxiously,
and Aline knew 1t to be the dark young
waiter.
But she could hardly speak. She
was startled: che was angry. yet some
how not SO angry as che felt she should
be. She was shaking all over, but she
tried to control herself, TO utter a word
OF thanks. Her purse was at home;
she had nothing to Offer the mar for
having saved her life. Size felt NOR
tilted. Perhaps II he could come to her
%aunt's-
Monsieur" she essayed timidly-she
could not bring herself to call him gar
con-"I-I regret I have nothing to re-
ward you with except my gratitude.
but later at my nunt's house,
May l come and see you then3" he
broke In eagerly. II didn't know
whether you would want me to. But
l am often here at my sister's'-
"Why-why, my aunt stammered
Aline. She was conscious of a horri-
BILE sense Of embarrassment. Surely
her aun would not approve. Oh. what
could she say? This was dreadful.
Bob" called a voice from the shad-
ows. The young man started.
Bother" he growled. Haven't I
done enough for Lucie today? l sup
pose she wants me to wash up"
"Lucie," repeated Aline.
MY sister, Mrs. Redvers," impatient
ly. "She said 1t would be SO much
nicer and less formal II we boys did
the cooking and serving. So she let
all her people of for the day. But I
draw the line at washing Dishes"
For n terrible moment everything
wavered before Aline, her brain whirl-
ed. Then she faced him b~reathlessly.
"What-what did you say your pro-
fession wasf" she demanded tensely.
why the law" surprised.
But" still breathless, you spoke Of
waiting
For cases, of course" more and
more surprised. "Oh, by Jove," as a
sudden thought flashed into his own
mind. II say, you didn't think But
Aline. her eyes very bright, set her
chin hard.
NO." she said determinediy. II
didn't think. Wouldn't you-wouldn't
you like to come and meet auntieY"