Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1914-05-29

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| ity. i've seen her somewhere, bu,
for the life of me I can't place her
Perhaps In q crowded street, or the
theater. or . railway train-just q
neeting glimpse. you know. But in
any event I got a lasting impression
Queer things like that happen. don't
you think sol"
Mrs. Wrandall leaned forward and
spoke to Leslie. As he turned. she
handed him the envelope. without
comment.
Great Scott!" he exclaimed.
Mr.. Booth IL q mind reader" she
explained. He has been reading
your thoughts. dear boy"
Booth understood. and grinned.
you don't mean to say" began
the dumfounded Leslie, still staring
at the sketch. Upon my word. it's .
wonderful likeness. old chap. ! didn't
know you'd ever met her."
Met herr" cried Booth. an amiable
conspirator. I've never met her."
See here. don't try anything like
that ON me. How could you do this
II you've never seen"
He is q mind reader" cried Sara.
Haven't you been thinking Of her
steadily for-well. we'll say ten min
utes" demanded Booth.
Leslie REDEEMED. "Nonsense!"
That's q mental telepathy sketch.
said the artist. complacently.
when did you do thatf"
This instant, you might say. See!
Here 10 the crayon point always
carry one around with me for Just
such"
IAN right" said Leslie blandly. ct
the same time putting the envelope In
his own pocket; well let It 90 at
that. II you're 20 clever 1t mind pic.
lures you can 60 to work and make
another for yourself. I mean to keen
this one"
II say" began Booth. dismayed.
"One's thoughts are his own" said
the happy possessor Of the sketch. He
turned his back on them
Sara was contrite. He win never
give It up" she lamented.
is he really hard hitf" asked Booth
In surprise.
II WONDER" unused Sara.
"Of course he's welcome 70 the
sketch, confound him." N
would you like to paint hsff"
"ls this q commission"
Hardly. know her. that's Ill.
She II q very dear friend"
my heart 10 set on painting some
one else, Mr.. Wrandall"
"Oh!"
when 1 know you better I'll tell
you who she is."
Gould you make . sketch Of this
other one from memory" she asked
lightly.
II think %. I'll show you one this
evening. l have my trusty crayon
about me always. - I said before"
Later In the afternoon Booth came
face to face with Hetty. He was de.
scending the stairs and met her com.
ing up. The sun STRAINED In through
the tall windows 1t the turn In the
stairs, shining full In her uplifted face
a. she approached him from below,
He could not repress the start Of
amusement. She was carrying Q bon
Of roses In her arms-red roses whose
stems protruded far beyond the end
of the pasteboard box and reeked Of
. fragrant dampneos.
She gave him . shy. startled smile
- she passed. He had stopped "a
make room for her on the turn. Some
what dased. he continued on his VA
down the steps. to suddenly remembsl
with . twinge Of dismay that be had
not returned her polite smile, but had
stared 1t her with most unblinkina
fervor. In, no little shame and en-
barfassment he sent . swift glance
over his shoulder. She was walking
close to tho banister rail on the ilool
above. A he glanced mp their eyea
met, for she too had turned TO peer
Leslie Wrandall was standing neal
the foot Of the stairs. There was "a
eager, exalted look In his face thai
slowly gave way to well-assumed I'M
concern - his friend came upon hin
and grasped his arm.
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