Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-02-03
CHAPTER I.
Tells of Very Commonpla,
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Incident.
No, No! she was not going to gush!
Not even though there was nothing in the
room at this moment to stand up after
ward before her as dumb witness to a
moments possible weakness. Less than
nothing, in fact-space might have spoken
and recalled that moment infinite
nothingness might at some future time
have brought back the memory OF it
but these dumb. impressive objects!
the fountain pen between her fingers!
The dull, undressing hotel furniture
covered in red velvet-an uninviting red
that repealed dreaminess and peace! The
ormolu clock, which had ceased long ago
to mark the passage of time. wearied-
az 1t, no doubt, was, poor thing-by the
monotonous burden of a bronze Psyche
gazing on her shiny brown charms, in an
utterly blank and unreftective bronze mir
ror, while obviously bemOaning the frac-
ture of one Of her smooth bronze thighs!
indeed, Louisa might wel have gwen way
TO that overmasIering feeling Of excite
ment before all these things. They would
neither see nor hear. They would never
uerlde. for they could never remember.
But a wood nre cracked on the SINAI.
hearth 800 and > and those citron-
coiored carnations were Iavorite flowers
OF his > and his picture uid stand on
the top OF that ugly little Louis Phlippe
bureau - NO! No! II wou.a never 40
10 gusn. for these Things would zee
ain, though they might not remember.
,ney WOui0 remind.
ana LOUISA counted herself one OF the
strong ones or TINS earIn. Just think "a
iier name. Have you ever known d
LOUISA VINO gusned: VINO caileu nerseiI
nappiesI woman on edrtn! wno
Il.ougnI Oh d uan-JuSt All Oru.ndiy man,
! iiiiiiu yOu-aS the best, tine haiiusoiues.,
the truest, Inc most perfect nero or ro-
iildnce Inat ever Threw y raoiauce over
tne entire prOsy world or the IWenuetn
century!
Lou,sas, believe ME, do no such things.
Tue mays ana Tie tloras. me Lady Bar
Daras ANA Lazy Edltnas look Dealiic ANU
chaiiilIns wnen, claspans Ineir liy-WLiAte
iianos together ana raising violet eyes W
the pallerneo cehng paper ABOVE them,
tney exciaim: ION, my hero ana my
hing,"
but Louisas would only look ridiculous
IL they behaved like tnat LOUISE
narr.s, 100. LOUISA, the eluesl o.
Inree SISTERS, the daughter Oh a wealthy
r.iikiisu gentleman wan line eStaIe la
hent, an assured position, no trOuDieS.
Iio cares, noLnlug III ner life to make !.
sad. or sotuio Or interesting LOUISA
Tlarris anu foniance! Why, sue
Was not even pretty. She had neither
vioiet eyes nor mar OF ruady gold. Iue
ia.,er WAS DrOwn ana the lor.uer Weio
eray. HOW could romance come IA
the way OF gray eyes. anu or 4 giri nameu
LOUISA!
Ian you conceive, for instance. one o.
those aaOrapie 0etrtnientals OF low ae-
cree Ana empty pVcAel VINO have = way
VI arousins ioye IN the hearts or Tue
DeauuAu. Uaugulers or IraSclUIe mlil.On-
aues, Can Suu conceive SUCH al interest
| iiis peisonasc, say, IaiLng In Iove Wa.
A~ou.sa 1aArrls?
coii1ess Inat cannot. To begin with,
dear. kIuu squire HARRIS was mot aito-
Sc.ner mliIlvnaire, AID mol at aIt naS-
eiDie, aud peiiIi.iesS owners or rol.a,ili~
yea sOnasiues were not On nis vlsII.ts iiSt.
lneieiore. Louisa, AVlns a ptOsy axe o.
iuxufy, GOT up every iior.Iiis,, ate u
copaous breakfast, walked Wltn Tie
ooSs, hunted IN the autumn, SEATED IN
tAe wlnter, did the LOnoon season ana
piayeo tennis in the summed, just as nun
dreus and hundreds OF otner wei, born.
"eii bred Engisn girls OF average means,
average pos.uons, average euucallOn,
nunt, dance ana play tennis Throughout
the Length and breadth or this country.
There was no room TOR romance IN such
life. no tune for it, = . the life itself
was SO full already-so full OF The hum
drum OF daily rounds. of common tasKs.
| that the heart which beat with such
| ordinary regularity n the seemingly or