The evening world., 1914-03-02
A Story Full of the Dash Romance and Thrill of the West

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the new plasterer and his wife moved
through the figures Of the French
minuet with the stiff-kneed grace of
two self conscious girafYes. while Mrs.
Percy Parrot, a long-limbed lady
with . big. white, Hereford-l like face.
capered with '-Tinhorn Frank" the
oily. dark. maftiiy observans pro-
prietor Of the ''Walla walla Restau-
rant and Saloon" Mr.. Abe TUFTS,
Of the flour and feed store, skimmsd
the floor with the darting ease Of .
water spider. DRAGGING beside him his
appearing and somewhat hard fea-
tured lady several years his senior.
But the Ions. crowded dining room
held two central figures. one Of which
was Andy p. Symes. and the other
vas Essie Tisdale, the little waitress
Of the Tsrriherry House and the belle
Of Crowheart
symes moved among his guests
with the air Of . man who found
amusement In mingiing With thoss he
deemed his interiors evea while
patiently bidding for their eAmisN.
ton and regard. His height and
breadth Of shoulder made him oen-
spiouous sven In this gathering Of
tail men.
Yet the trained ana sensitive OBJ
server would have felt capabilities
for boorishness beneath his amiabil-
ity, Q lack OF sincerity IN his I'm
partial and too fulsoms compliments
His manner denoted Q degree Of 90.
cial training and . knowledge Of 90.
cial forms acquired In another than
his present environment; but he Wa
too fond Of the limolight cheap
ensd hint too broad IN his attention
to women-it coArsensd him: his
waistooAt was the dingy waistcoat OF
. man Of careless habits: his linen
was not too Immaculate and the nails
Of hia blunt fingers showed lack Of
attention. He was the sort OF man
who 10 nearly. but not quite. . gem
tleman.
The slim little belle of Crowhsart
seemed TO b everywhere, her youth
full spirits were unflaggins. and hee
contagious. merry laugh rang out
constantly from the centre OF lively
groups. Her features were delicate
and there were pride. ssnsitivsnssa
and good breeding In her mouth with
It's short, red upper lip. Her face
held more than prettiness. for there
was thoughtfulness, ~ we'll, In her
blue eyes and innate kindness In IL
entire expression. Hcr light brown
hair was soft and plentiful and added
to her stature by it, high dressing.
She was natural Of manner and
and her flushed checks were pinker
than her simple gown. She looked
farther removed from her occupation
than any woman In the room and to
DR.. Harpe, following her with he's
eyea, the connection seemed incon-
gruous.
'1osss!" she whispered to Aersslf.
but that little biscuit shooter would
b. q winner n she had clothes"
Other eyes than Dr. Harpe's wers
following Essls Tisdals and With %
intsntnsss which nnally attracted
her .. =: attention ts.,ss She stopped =. shs
the corner. who had not moved from
his chair since the beginning Of the
dance. and. arching her eyebrows
she asked mischievously:
Don't you mean to ask me for q
single dance. Mr.. Dubofs-not one7"
To her surprise and the amusement
OF all who heard. no aroso at once,
bending bis squat nsurs In IN awk.
ward bow. and replied:
Certainly. mAmselle. u you Will
give me that pleasure
And all the ro0mful GtAred In
mingled astonishment and Eiee when
old Edouard Dubois. the taciturn and
little liked sheepman from the "Lims-
stone RIM" led Esie Tisdals cut
upon the floor to complete q set.
Tho evening was well along when
DR.. Harpe laid her hand upon the IN.
painted railing which served ~ .
banister and turned to look once
more At the roomful Of hot ecstatio.
ally happy dancers before she went
upstairs.
'Harps." she murmursd, and her
eyes narrowed. "Harpe. we'rs going
to make good here. We're going to
win out. We're going to make money
hand over INST"
And even with her own boastful
words there came . pang which had
It's source In q knowledge her dance
with Symes had brought her. Some
thing was dead within her! That
something was the spirit Of youth.
and with II had gone the best Of
Emma HarpO.