New-York tribune., 1911-01-01

TO the Softened refulgence OF a tho,,.ard cr,,g-
tails of flame; her nature was tinql;ng u;th
warmth and delight at the sight of The +u,e,,.
ty-tour great horses in the ring. SIX teams
OF tour each, superbly accoutred and arcbinp
their necks with conscious pride in their
Strength and breeding as they moved about
on the tanbark of the oval.
Below her were scores of beings of all de-
grees IN the social world. A fringe of men
ana women, absorbingly interested in horses,
ana nothing but horses, hung upon the
WOODEN ran about the ring, as children
might at a circus. Behind them, and fire.
quently mlngling with them, were men in
evening costume and women richly gowned,
VINO represented the sporting element of
Gotham elect. Between these latter and
the balustrade of the boxes paraded scores
and droves OF the curious, frankly inspect
ing the occupants of favored seats above
them.
All sorts and conditions were represented
IN TINS ever moving procession, from the
wealtmest and most select, to the poorest
girl worker from some Broadway Office,
treating herself to this proximity TO wealth
and the sclOns thereof.
Far across, and up and down the huge
arena, the scores Of boxes were filled with
the darl1ngs Of money and power, and back
and forth their occupants were visiting, a
hundred already alive with interest at the
news that the Princess had appeared.
p OBLEY STUYVERANT arrived at the
Van Kirk box almost at Ahce's heels.
He had barely time to pay his respects 10 the
occupants and be formally presented to
Major Rutherford and the Curtisses, when
the Vesuvian Romeo, Count Fiaschi, like
wise arrived, to be followed by young Baron
Klimsch, Captain Fowler, Beau Brvm1ner
Of the diplomatic service, and a constant
stream OF eager visitors.
No less than half a dozen boxes were
emptied forthwith, as their holders ioined
the now congesting parade slowly moving
by the place where ThuTley sat. Amused
and too diverted by the horses and pageant
~ OF notables to find conversation with Stuy-
verant or any Others possible, the Prin-
cess W gained in animation momentarily-
and her smile became more infectious and
winning
"Ah, Highness," she heard Count Fiaschi
mur1nur IN his reckless ardOr, " | am drop
ping from the clouds these days until see
you once again! My wings are your smiles.
on Will not see me QaSn 10 earJn WITH all
his rocks? One smile! l soar again! All! "
Thurley had smiled, it may not be denied.
"You are very considerate," she told him.
You fear the rocks might be broken"
Viygen sGntiSima! No!" he assured her.
MY heartl"
She smiled again; and yet he did not soar,
but instead edged closer with his chair.
1t is Divinity" he murmured. 1t is
above Paradise and"
He did not finish his description. Stuy-
verant was glowerng upon him forbiddingly.
How utterly he loathed a being who could
bring his grimaCes and department Of court
ship 70 this public theater! But the inter
ruptiOn came from another source.
Kelsey Woods, the dashing horseman OF
the park, had crowded forward in the press
below Thurleys seat and, saluting with his
hat, held up his hand for the formal grip that
hundreds were exchanging between boxes
and parade.
Began to fear you might not come, he
confessed, with his usual CandOr. Been
watching constantly. l say, l thought l
might ask you to ride my hunter Wednesday
night, and perhaps drive my hackneys as