The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1913-03-15

fall put such an ugly face Dor his ac-
tons. I didn't want to believe that
hateful gossip His smile had been so
charming and kind. There was some
thing about him that made him seem
of so much greater Importance than
any one else I had known-that made
every little look and motion of his
memorable and eloquent. And when
he had looked straight into my eyes |
had felt the warm flowing of the blood
in my veins. Had it been these strange
qualities of his that had made nice
girls fall in love with him? I peeped
into my mirror to see If my face look
ed as queer as my feelings felt. ]
whispered the words again, 'To fas.
in love" What could that be likef
To make Laura Burnett faint away at
just the news Of his arrest-what a
great and terrible feeling it must be!
When / thought of him as a person
who could inspire such emotions he
gathered "A halo of mystery and power.
but when | remembered Hallies say
ing how he had been engaged to Laura
for the sake OF her money he seemed
to me the merest wretch. / told myself
there was no need of my worrying
about it, as he was in prison and my
part was done. All the same | couldn't
get it out of my head.
Father came home to luncheon that
day, bringing Sonora Mendez with
him. He looked worried and tired, but
| had never seen her SO sweet and so
very gay.
AS we got up from the table she lin
gered a moment, saying something to
father about taking some ones mind
off something. And father said. yes
until we can tell which way it will go.
So | supposed they were talking bust
ness.
Sonora Mendez is such a great, grand
sort Of lady that usually one is a little
in awe of her. but today she made me
feel very much at home. as we drove
down the street in her big open car
rage. She eve onee mentioned the
shooting, and | didn't nave courage to
speak of it myself. But we heard Of
1t all around us. In the first shop we
wen into a woman just behind me
said in a loud voice, do the rebels
think they can shoot us all down as
Wilkes Booth shot the PRESIDENT
And then. again, at another shop where
we were looking at lace the clerk said,
This is a terrible thing for the city,
madam. the loss of such a valuable
citizen" But Sonora Mendez seemed
not to hear him and went on explain
ing to me the difference between honi-
ton and thread and showing me how
beautiful embroidered net looked over
pale blue silk. until | felt quite cheer
full just through listening to her and
looking at the pretty things. She wound
up by buying me a lovely pair Of
thread lace sleeves and swept me out
in the wake of her train feeling almost
happy again.
Just as we had got into the carriage
two gentlemen with silk hats. very
elegant indeed. came up and talked
over the carriage door with her. The
one with yellow gloves said. This is a
bad business. It's a good thing poor
old lady Montgomery never lived to see
this day" And the other said. Il won
der what the effect on the city will
be?''
Sonora Mendez said she hoped the
effect would be a law requiring our
young men to settle disputes with their
fists instead of firearms, and that it
was a shame nice boys would brawl
in gambling houses. She smiled and
looked most easy and pleasant owe it,
and all the way up the street she chat
ted right along as If nothing serious
had We happened. But when we stop
ped at the house, just as | was leaving
the carriage, she quickly took my face