The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1909-01-27
"'I went by dale and 1 went by

With single rose in my hair, -
and Dudley snatched splendid .Iacequem-
mot and laid it on the top of his almost
shaven yellow pate.
81 don t see what they wanted with
kid like you for Lord Ronald, pursued
Scott they ought to have a man. :"
g f you want a part in the show, Scot
ty, there is one still open you can have.
"What is it''' eagerly.
''The hly-white doe.
CHE is two inches taller than you,
said Elizabeth. And who is to be Lady
Clare-M Mrs. Soule7"
Nay, not so; she wouldn t hear of it;
said it was all she could manage to man.
age. | was in an awful fright, for Miss
henderson, the soprano, had her eye on
Lady Glare, and ] know if she offered,
they would have to take her, SO | Jumped
beth, as | was used to her: so you shall
still be Lady Glare. I tell you when I
thought of Miss Soprano, her red hair is
really glorious and she banks on it. and
having to embrace her, and her embon.
point"
Her what7' said Scott. "Hear the
boy talk French, III bet you can It spell
it. -
com ON. bong, bong, pong, pong,
ON bong pong. volta. rous, l'dues at en-
Fr1ncats.''
Dudley got up and strutted about with
an exaggerated shrug and wiggled his
fingers in a affected manner.
Mother, / regret to inform you thai
your son is fool. - said Scott
(Which one, dear7' asked his mothI
in gently nquiring tone, and in the un.
animous laughter which followed Scott
crossed the street to The Matchbox.
"The committee thought some of .
feet sham peter, shouted Dudley after
him.
Come, Elizabeth, let us begin to re.
hearse Lady Glare Repeat it, Teanb,
and play Alice the nurse; Miss Ravens
is to play that, but we can do lot OF
rehearsing at home. 1 trow they did
not part in scorn put your head closer
to my cheek, Elizabeth, 1 wish ! had my
wig
The family one by one went in doors,
it grew late, the moon swung high in the
cloudless sky, the night was sweet, and
soft, and fragrant.
Stanley came up the walk after rest.
less stroll up and down the street; he
threw himself down on the bench with his
head on cushion; he looked across the
street to The Matchbox; they still sat
on the piazza, Aileen and Scott. Without
envy or jealousy, Stanley looked at
| them.
Scott ought to know; he should not
throw away his heart of gold in a vain
dream; it is enough for me to be a
blighted being as Dudley would say. At
ter he is out, what will it be for herr A
convict, criminals perhaps it is one OF
those foul wrongs that occur sometimes;
if it is a wrong | could see him take her
and be happy, if the stain might be lifted
from her. -
Scott came up the long walk, and, see:
ing Stanley, came across the piazza 10
him and sat down in the hammock look.
ing radiant.
"By George! Tan, she is lovely creat-
ure: but, do you know, there is something
tina keeps a man at such distance
was fully determined to ask her to marry
me. but somehow she d;dn Il let me lead
up to it at all
"Of course not; she never will.
n'How do you know7 Have you tried
YOURSELF"
efI should have, Scott, but her husband
is living.
Scott arose to his feet and began to
walk up and down.
1'Where is he7 Why does he leave her
unprotected in this manner7 Suppose you
and i we're Internal villainsi What would
protect her from usi''
sshe would. She is not woman to
tolerate villains; you are very stupid,
Scott
"But where is her husbandf Why are
they separated' Do you know''
81 can't tell you any more, Scott; |
discnrered his existence quite by accident;