The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1912-11-01

verie's curiosity in the least. They
were excited and yet constrained at
dinner and drew their chairs1sea2se to-,
gether on the veranda afterward. The
young lady caught at least one word OF
which she did not know the meaning.
She had the tact to keep Il Of earshot
after that. Nor was she very much
more Interested when she met the two.
young mel with revolvers in their
hands the following day.
"Going TO fight a iduel"' she h
ouired. smilinglv. for her heart Was
still singing grand opera and oratorio
By turns.
"More or less" returned the over-
seer. without his usual pleasantly.
"we're going to have a match at a tar
get, behind the pines"
The London bookkeeper looked an
anxious clerk; the girl was glad when
she saw the pair alive at dinner. There
seemed to be little doing. Though the
summer was already tropical. there had
been plenteouS rains. and Mr.. Clarkson
observed in Hilda's hearing that the
recent days mastering would be the
last for some little time. She was
thrown much in his company. and she
liked Mr.. ClarkSon when Mrs. Clarkson
was not there. In his wife's hands the
good man was wax: now a mere echo.
now a veritahln clauue in himself. he
pandered indefati@ably to the multi
rIdinous vanitie> Of q ludicrouSly vain
oma But it was soon Miss BOu-
verie's experience that he could. when
he dared. be a~ttontivoly cOnsidorate OF
lesser ladies. And in many ways these
were much the happiest days that she
had spent on the station.
They We're. however. days OF a con-
Stunning excitement for the Gagged and
gagged nightingale that Hida Bou-
verie now conceived herself to be. She
sang not another note aloud. Mr..
Clarkson lived in slippers on the YER
anda. which IIilia now associated
chiefly with a strangers spurs, for Of
the booted and Splrrnd stranger she
was thinking incnssantly. though still
without the emotions of an ordinarily
romantic temperament. Would he be
at the concert. or would he not: Would
he turn out t be what she firmly
imagined him. or was she to find out
her mistake: Might he not iii any
case have said or written some prcc-
nant word for her: Was It beyond
the bounds of possibility that she
should be asked To sing after all:
She was not introduced to Sir Julian;
hy,f thar woe Nrt hnJs nni,oNa Iisn,-
pointment when tho great night anne.
All desire for an introduction. all inter
est In the concert. died q sudden death
In Hilda Rouveric at her first glimpse
OF the gentleman who vas duly pre-.
scented to Mrs. GARRISON as Sir Julian
Crum. He was more than middle
aged; he wore Il gray beard and the
air of q somewhat, supcrciliOus martyr
his near sight was Ohviatcd by double
lenses in gold rims. Hilda could have
wept before the world. For nearly
three weeks she had been bowling ir
Imagination to Il very different Sil
Julian, howins as though she ha(
never behelu him in her life before
and yet in three minutes she saw how
lILlc real reason she ndu ever Hiu L"
the illogical conclusion to which she hat
jumped. She searched for the spri2ht
ly figure she had WOrn i'll her mind
EYE; his presence under any utht
name would still have been weicom.
=: enough ow. But he was not Their
: at ali. In the patchy glare Of tn
kerosene lamps. against the bunting
which lined the corrugated walls, q
T Gullahd's new iron store. among tio.yA
. and Neqd Of township and pr station
did. Miss Ee7::eriekkeek in Saln fos
single cyeglass ana a military %9us
tache. +
u ~ +