The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-06-06
Wednesday, June 6, 1906.

lips, but finally told Dora she was teirre:
sisible, " and as his time for pleasing
her was nearly out, he would even call
on the Engiishnian at her request.
Mind" he added, 81 think he is as
proud as Lucifer. and may get moth.
ing for my ciyility but. the excuse Of
q previous engagement.
But Bryce Denning expected much
more than this, and be got all that he
expected. The young men had COM
mon ground to meet on, and they quick
~ became as intimate as ever Ffeder-
lex Mostyn permitted himself to be
help catching enthusiasm from Mostyn
on the subject Of New York, and he
was able to show his new acquaintance
phases Of life in the marvellous city
which were of the greatest interest to
the inquisitive Yorkshire squire
nese theaters and opium dives; German,
Italian, Spanish, Jewish, French cities
sheltering themselves within the great
arms OF the great American city; queer
restaurants, where he could eat of the
national dishes of every civilized coun-
try under the sun; places of amuse-
ment, legal and Illegal, and the vast
under side of the evident ife-ali the
uncared- for toiling of the thousands
who work thru the midnight hours. In
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in way familiar, tho neither of them
ever told the other the real feelings Of
their hearts or the real aim of their
lives. a
The proposed dinner took place ten
days. after its suggestion. There was
nothing remarkable in the function it
self; all milionaires have the same
serve these things with precisely the
same ceremonies. And, as a general
thing, the company follow rigidly or
dained laws of conversation. Stories
about public people, remarks about the
weather and the opera, are in order;
but original ideas or decided opinions
are objectionable social errors. Yet
contain some element that shall unex-
pectedly cut life in. two, and so
change its aims and desires as to vir-
tually create a new character. It was
Frederick Mostyn who, in this instance,
underwent this great personal change;
a change totally unexpected and for
which he was absolutely unprepared.
For the people gathered in Mrs. Den
ning's drawing room were mostly
known to him, and the exceptions did
not appear to- possess any remarkable
traits, except Basil Stanhope, who stood
thoughtfu1ly at a window, has pale,
lofty beauty wearing an air of expec-
tation. Mostyn decided that he was.nat-
urally impatient for the presence of his
fancee, whose delayed entrance he per
ceived was also annoying Ethel. Then
there was a slight movement, sudden
silence, and Mostyn saw Stanhope 8
face flush and turn magically radiant.
Mechanically he followed his movement
and the next moment his eyes met Fate,
and Love slipped in between. Dora was
there, a fairy-lfke vision in pale amber
draperies, softened with silk lace Dia-
monds were in her wonderfully waved
They clasped her belt and adorned the
instep of her little amber silk slippers.
She held a yellow rose in her hands,
and yellow rosebuds lay among the lace
: at her bosom, and Mostyn, stupefed by
her undreamed-of loneliness, saw golden
carnations from the clear pallor of her
face. He felt for moment or two as
if he should certainly faint; only by a
miracle of stubborn will did he drag
his consciousness from that golden
tinted, sparkling haze of beauty which
had smitten him like an enchantment.
Then the girl was looking at him with
her soft, dark, gaZelle eyes; she was
even speaking 70 him, but what she
said, or what reply he made, he could
never by any means remember. Miss
Bayard was to be his companion, and
WILL SO11IO cAOAG anu d 1CHn lAu1Ct1lCk
words he gave her his arm. She asked
if he was i'll, and when a shake of the
head answered the query, she covered
the few minutes of his disconcertion
with her conversation. He looked at
her gratefully and gathered his person
atty together. For Love had come to
him like a two-edged sword, dividing
the flesh and the spirit, and he longed
to cry aloud and relieve the sweet tor
ture of the possession.
Reaction, however, came quickly, and
with it wonderful access of all his
powers. The sweet, strong wine of
Love went to his brain like celestial
nectar. All the witty, amusing things
he had ever heard came trooping into
his memory, and the dinner was long
delayed by his fine humor, his pleasant
anecdotes, and the laughing thoughts
which others caught up and illustrated
in their own way.
It was feast full Of good things, but
its spirit was not able to bear transit
ton The company scattered quickly