Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1910-03-25
MRS. ALEXANDER
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her will, and receiving stir acknowl-
odgment from Mr.. Rawson Of its
safe receipt, occupied Mrs Saville for
Q few days, before the expiration OF
which she received few polite lines
from Miss Rawson saying that, II
quite convenient, Miss Desmond would
call on Mrs. Saville between one and
two on the following day.
II am sure hope she win do, and
not be too silly" thought the impert
GUS little woman, as she penned
brief acceptance Of the appointment
''The generality Of women are wonder
fully foolish and narrow; though men
are idiotic enough too, occasionally. A
whole day Of Richards company IL al
most more than / can stand; yet he
b always respectable, and would never
commit the culpable folly his-there,
Will not think any more Of that"
The morrow came bright and warm,
and Mrs. Saville established herself In
the smaller Of her two drawing-roomA,
0 beautiful and gorgeously-furnished
room, full Of buhl and marble-inlaid
tables, luxurious chairs and sofas, old
ehina statuettes. flowers, and all the
etceteras which wealth can give. 1t
opened on q small conservatory IN
which a fountain played, and was cool
oF than her boudoir.
She was half-reclining among the
cushions Of a lounge, with her pre-
cious little dog beside her, and tryins
20 give her attention to a newspaper
when the door was opened and Gap
tain Lumley" was announced.
"Why, where did you come from?'
she exclaimed, not too cordially, and
holding out her small-beringed hand t.
. tall, slight, well-set-up young man
with light hair and moustaches, laugh
ing eyes, and certain resemblance II
Hugh saville, though Of Slighter
weaker type.
From Herondyke, my dear aunt,
he returned, drawing q chair besid'
her. II have Just day or two II
town, and thought I'd try II yo'
we're sim here"
"Are You on your way to HOuna
IDwr"
Eyes, Just like my lucki they Civ
me my leave when there's not q thinl
20 do. And that young beggar Mig
aoIles, my sub, gets It next week"
II suppose you are all as usual?"
Eyes. Uncle Everton IL at Heron
dyke Just now, and in great force. H
la the most amusing old boy / eve
met Are you better, Aunt Saville
Ny uncle said he called here on hi
way through, and you were not vel
enough to see him."
II was not well; and cSrtalnl
should not get out Of my bed to ne
Lord Mverton."
wouldn't youf Well. I-oh-ah-
Yss, to be sure" said the young mar
Aesitating. IT am glad to see you lool
ing 30 much better, at all events" b
went on. when do you 50 down {
Inglsneldf"
ION Saturday"
Il can often ride over and see you.
continued Lumley, with q fAscinatin
smile. He had a nice voice and
pleasant caressing manner indeed. b
was considered . very irresistibl
young man by the women. and mot
bad fellow" by the men.
you are very good" frigidly.
IT suppose there Is hardly q sol
left in town. Just called at the Mon
Romerys', and found the house shJ
MP; so / came on here to have . chs
and q BIT Of luncheon"
my dear George. l don't mean
give you any luncheon. lady
coming here; she ought to be hel
now. L am going to test her Qualinc
lions for the onerous ofilce Of compal
ion to myself, and can't have 20
here talking nonsense"
wont she be Q boref"
"Do you think I shall allow myse
% be boredf"
well, no, Aunt SaviIle," said Lur
ley, with q bright smile. II don't thin
you will"
Here the door was again throw
open, and the butler announced, vii
much dignity, miss Desmond"
There, you may CO." said MrA 8
vile, impatiently.
VERY wsIl," said the young ma
good-humoredly. II WIN can again b
fore leave town. Ny mother %
ycu her best love"
Il am very much obliged II ,,
want q dinner, come back herN."
"A thousand thanks, / am alrSal
engaged. An rsvoirl" He shook han
and retreated. pausing at the door
let lady pass tall, slender you
woman. In q simple black dreaa,
straight a. It could be at that Dari
Of nouncsH, fuFbelows, drapSrisa. q
sasheA. The newcomer was young. ]
yeuthful1y mature; she wore Q Qui