The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1912-01-20

of recollection / became philosopher
theologian, poet. To the soft patter
Of their applause even scared 10
original heights. In the pariance OF
the stage, made hit. In fact when
one o'clock came and with 1t the IN
timation from Mrs. Dace that she
must depart, it was only after little
sigh that reached my ears alone, and
a flash from her wonderful eyes that
quickly hid themselves behind the
screening lashes as looked deep into
them. Of the perpendicular bill paid
my half without pang, secretly ph1lo-
sophized by the knowledge that the
gods won't allow us to be in their
debt, and when man wines and dimes
with woman he must pay for 1t with
the glistening jewels Of his brow.
We prepared to depart.
Edwards paved the way for me-
Mrs. Dace lives at the Arcadia, which
is not more than mile from your
house. You can take her there, step
back In your carriage and be home ten
minutes later Miss Lyddon and L
go In another direction, and leave you
to your pleasant homeward ride. or
course we must all meet again. IL
will require another evening to talk
| this one over"
We babe them good night, and hail
ing a carriage, assisted my compan-
| ion into 1t. The rather long ride
homeward still fingers in my mind as
a pleasant dream. The gentle sway
| ing of the carriage as the rubber tires
| rolled noiselessly over the boulevard
| lulled us into half condolences. She
told me quite few things about her.
| self. Her husband, an Englishman,
had beer in some diplomatic service
in the orient, had died year before,
and she had now come back to her
birthplace on matters OF business.
UnreservedIy, she seemed to accept
me as thorough man of the world,
and even did me the fattery to repeat
some of my witticisms of the evening
and laugh over them for moment
the second time. When say that
was charmed I think have ex-
pressed it.
In front OF the formidable entrance
to the building where she resided
assisted her to alight, and she thrust
out her fingers which I took eagerly.
The physical contact. thrilled me from
head to toe and the enchantment OF
her smile enthralIed me. .'You have
entertained me delightfully."-. I feel
fattered to have met you" she muir
INJURED. "And since you are busy
man by day, I hope you will call and
see me some evening when you can
think of nothing else to do. You car
reach me over the phone at almost
any time. ! hope you will not forget
me-"
That anyone once seeing her could
ever forget her! Nothing could be
more ridiculous than the thought.
lightly laughed the idea to scorn as
, bent over her hand. Mrs. Dace, the
old Roman general reported to his
emperor, q eanes sszSs eseaaHered.
! t To you must report somewhat differ
emily. came, saw, / am con
quered.' / will pay you my tributes
, very soon Until then life will be
necessity instead of pleasure.
: She tripped up the entrance step
= and from their top sent me flute
of her handkerchief and a fashini
smile that made my blood leap a
, she vanished behind the heavy dool
' Back into the carriage climbed an
! went home in an exhilaration of spil
= it's that the wine did not account FOL
i The seine had been cast and was be
r ing held wide to receive. Unsusp
3 ciously the fish wiggled on
The next day l happened to Sc
i Bruce. In the course of our convers;
}. ton casually asked him what b
d knew of my companion of the nigf
!; before, and he began digging his fl
g gers into his head as though trying
e scratch out an answer. Presently
y came.
s Lets see ! don't know that / ca
l. tell you very much-you know
g never paid any particular attention
a her" he began in quizzical glant
/ at me. "Still, if you will agree
e keep 1t family secret, I might r
d member a few things. Promise, no
IS est Injun?"
If Honest Injun.'
lie well, then, here goes. Matte Ma
10 den was born in this town abo1
10 thirty years ago Of poor but dishone
Is parents. But she was beauty, eve
d, as a girl, and people forgave her pa
" entage on that account. She elope
IS out of school with a more or less
lie count Englishman named Dace, WI
sr afterwards got into the service of b
IS government over in India or some OF
ct er outlandish place on the back of t.
Id map. He died with his boots on
N How was he killed." / inquire
1e Bruce grew triffe more serious.
1g ssWell, now, that is something
a no authority upon. can only repe
to you in confidence what ha
a heard and read But the report has
be that it happened in a disagreeme
ur with a Russian nobleman over her
n one of those cheerful little affa