The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1912-07-18

dred and fifty pounds. 1t was well
worth the pinch here and the pinch
! there which had succeeded that loan.
For he had determined to return to
America with pound or two on his
letter Of credit, and the success OF
this determination was based upon
many a sacrifice in comfort, sacrifices
he had never confi6ed to his parents.
1t was not in the nature Of things to
confess that the first woman he had
met in his wanderings should have
been the last. AS he took the girls
hand, with the Interior intent of hold
ing it till death do us part, he Won
dered why she had laughed like that.
The echo of it still rang in his ears
And while he could not have described
1T, he knew instinctively that it had
been born of bitter thought
They chatted for a quarter of an
hour or more, and managed famously.
1t seemed to him that Fortune Ched-
soye was the first young woman he
nad ever met who could pull away
sudden barriers and open up pathways
Ior speech, who, when he was about
10 nounder into some culde-sac, guided
MIN adroltly into an alley round ii.
Not once was it necessary to drag
IN the weather, that perennial If
threadbare topic. He was truly aston
lshed at the ease with which he sus-
tanned his part in the conversation.
and began to think pretty well Of
himself. 1t did not occur to him that
when two clever and attractive women
set forth to make a man talk (al-
ways excepting he is dumb), they nev-
er fail to succeed. To do this they
contrive to bring the conversation
within the small circle of his work,
his travels, his preferences, his ambi-
tons. To be sure, all this is not fully
extracted in fifteen minutes, but a
woman obtains in that time a good
, idea of the ground plan.
TWO distinct purposes controlled the
women in this instance. One desired
to interest him, while the other sought
to learn whether he was stupid or only
! shy.
At last, when he left them to change.
his clothes and hurry down to Cooks,
to complete the bargain for the Yhior--
des, he had advanced so amazingly
well that they had accepted his invi-
tation to the polo-match that after
noon. He felt that invisible Mercuri-
al wings had sprouted from his heels,
for in running up the stairs, he was
| aware of no gravitative resistance.
That this anomaly Gan acquaintance
with two women about whom he knew
nothing) might be looked upon
askance by those who conformed to
the laws and bylaws of social usages,
worried him not in the least. On the
contrary, he was thinking that he
would be the envy of every other man
cut at the club that afternoon.
"Well?" said Mrs. Chedsoye, quiz
zical smile slanting her lips.
You wish my opinion?" countered
the daughter. "He is shy, but he is
neither stupid nor silly; and when he
smiles he is really good-looking."
my child" replied the woman,
drawing off her gloves and examining
her shapely hands, 81 have looked in
to the very heart of that young man.
A thousand years ago, a red-cross on
his surtout, he would have been beat
Ing his fists against the walls of
Jerusalem; five hundred years later,
he would have been singing chant
royales under lattice-windows; pa
ladin and poet"
How do you know that? Did he
make love to you'"
mo; but made love to him with
out his knowing it; and that was
more to my purpose than having him
make love to me-" enigmatically
Three days, and he was so guileless
that he never asked my name. But
In Monte Carlo, as you know, one asks
only your bankers name"
And your purpose?"
ut is still mine, dear. Do you real
lie that we haven't seen each other
in four months, and that you haven't
offered to kiss me -
did he go away without writing to
you about that money!"
Mrs. Chedsoye calmly plucked out
believe l did receive a note inclosing
his bankers address, but, unfortu-
nately, in the confusion of returning
to Paris, I lost it. My memory has
always been trial to me-" sadly.
'Since when?" coldly. There is not
a woman living with keener memory
than yours"
'You fiatter me. In affairs that in
terest me, perhaps"
"You never meant to pay him. It
is horrible
my dear Fortune, how you jump at
conclusions! Did I not offer him q
draft the very first thing?"
knowing that at such moment he
could not possibly accept it?" de-
risively. Sometimes hate you!"
I'm these days flial devotion is q
lost art"
ssNo M. II ic O Aowor poroufe hov0