Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1909-05-20

tread on her heart. She stopped, try.
ing to assume genial air-if p>ssible,
to make him forget that her hair was
stright her skin colorless, her face
thin She thanked God for the dim |
light in the hall.
This is indeed Fortunate said his
polite voice, with well-bred interest.
won't you tell me the pleasant things
you have been doing since we last saw
each other?"
She wished TO evince quiet pleas
ure at seeing him again, and she was
resolved not to be plaintive or voluble.
Faithful to your old acquaintance, as
usual she said, glancing towards the
books of the library.
My old friends, you should say,
he responded, with polite meaning. If
| there had only been in his tone one
shade of real "reminiscences, the pity
over a sweet tritle dead! In her
despair she wanted to save herself by
the role of gentle calm, but her voice
faltered.
Il am spending the winter in New
York for a change-in fact-l-l-am
teaching school. It's great fun. She
hurried sensitively on: Il enjoy it i'm
mensely May | inquire for Mrs. Mark
ham,"
Thank you, she is extremely well,
and Phil is a fine lad"
What! is there a PHILIP
There is he said, laughing boyish-
ly. Junior is five years Old
"Mercy!' she exclaimed, in astonish-
ment Something cut her to the quick
as the childs image rose before her.
Il am distressed she said, with
mock seriousness; st is a rainy day
and one has more than ever old,
maidish look in rainy-day gown
, She laughed, trying to make it sound
the old, frank note. Markham, being
dulled by the happiness in his own life
scarcely needed her sorry little play
She was an old Irritation, a good girl,
WE'LL she had faded, as they always
| do. The pathetic dowdiness, the un
disguised getting old that was SO evi
| dent to herself did not pain or annoy
| him, because to him it was of such
! small moment. In her mind his ides
\ of her had been everything. She hat
sacrificed herself stoically to it. She
4 had had the feeling that their &C
| quaintance was like an unbroken idyl
\ covered by dust and cobwebs, per
\ chance, but, brush them off, and tt:
4 idyl, like a fragile vase, would be Their
beautiful as ever. He had know
4 her young, full Of blithe grace. H
\ must remember her SO. This idea
A was broken now irretrievably.
!. May l have your address, h
y asked, cordially. I'VE shall doubles
| not meet again by accident"
! Il know where you live" she al
swered, with brightness not intens
fed, as of Old by her cheeks and eye!
but my address is SO far away, an
long distances are such discouragers {
good Intentions she answered, ev;
sively "Au revoir"-she nodde
gracefully and kept her eyes on h.
face until she had whirled her avn
ward skirt out OF the door The
she took a cross-town car in a
N alarmed hurry, lest he might folio
her and find out where she lived.
"a Markham, however, had scarcely +
-, marked the girl He strolled to II
~ club and dined later at home. H
A wife, in a pale velvet dinner-gown TIL
~ became her languid grace, greeted hi
- in the salon. Standing in the cha
~ tening light of Venetian lamps, 81
was very gratifying to any man
pc pride. Philip Markham bowed to h
% CALAMITY
u How appropriate you are, Hele
% You are not a day over 20, my des
~ "a! None of us keep spring that way He
- do you do it?'
GU She leaned playfully towards hi
you do it; you make me happy, al
III look so-viola tout! What have "
US done to-day?"
Nothing much; lounged about t
ei Knickerbocker bought some horse
ef and, oh, yes, dropped into the libra
Ne the LenoX. BY the way, ran acre
Ih' a girl | used to know, teacher; til
Id is, she wasn't a teacher when l knt
as her; we said Hello to each othe
III At this instant Junior ran into t
ed room. BLESS the boy! Come
papa, III, CIlcu MAI hlldlu. 20
ne what lad! He'll soon be sailing t
OF yacht for papa--I say, he's a trim Oh
"a kiss-there, run back to NJ CT
zen laume. The infant can hardly spe
ng an English word decently. You knc
He Helen, I'm in favor of sending him
lin Oxford"
led He never remembered afterwal
fps that he had asked Leila to send b
lis her address and that she had not dc
OF it. That evening the Markhams
It's, gagged a table at Sherry's, where tt
ce. drove after the opera. Plancon v
ace singing in the "Huguenots."
Gee AS for the school-teacher, she
ed cused her silence at dinner under p
tbs of a headache. Indeed, her che,
the were flushed. eff they had but b.
er; pink when I met him" she thought,
orn terly. IF ] had worn my mackint
ons that is stylish at least-and my b
vlo- gloves that are darned only on the
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