The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1924-11-28

/! and fiattery as the tiny butterflies III
| their own meadows
Bud Lee came in. his tall form con-
spicuotis, and went straight TO Marcia.
She saw him Immediately; forgot her
self to stare almost as Carson he'd
done; smiled at him brightly; waved
| her fan to him.
He took her hand and told her with
his eyes how pretty she was The
delicate tint in Marcias cheeks deep
ened and warmed, her eyes grew even
/ brighter.
"Flattererr' she chided him. Are
we to talk of the moth and the star
] again, Mr. Lee?"
The knot Of men about her melted
away. Lee stood looking down into
hcr upturned eyes, measuring her
gentle beauty. He had thought of her
as little blue butterfiy-she was
more like wee white moth. fiutter-
| ing. fiuttering
The music, again from a hidden dis
| lance. set feet to tapping. Marcia
plainly hesitated. flashed quick look
from Lee to the others about them.
then whispered hurriedly:
ITS terrible OF me, but"
And sh. slipped her hand into his
| arm, cast another searching glance
over her shoulder for a partner who
had been too tardy in finding her, and
| yielded TO the temptation to have this
| first dance with 'the most terribly fas-
cinating man there ~ Lee slipped his
arm about her. felt her sway with
him, and lightly they caught the beat
of the dance and lest themselves in 1t.
And still. again ard again turning
away from Marcia, he sought Judith
The dance oyer. their talk was In
terrupted by an excited and rather
| overdignifed youth with a hurt look
! in his young worshiping eyes, who
stiffiy reminded Miss LangwOrthy that
she had cut his dance. She was so
contrite and helpless about it that the
youths heart was touched she blamed
herself for her terribly stupid way Of
always getting things tangled up. gave
him the promise of the next dance.
/ which she had already given to some
one else, disposed of him with charm
ing skill, and sighed as she turned
again to Lee.
Il haven't paid my respects to our
hostess" he said quietly. where Is
Miss Sanford?"
"She sent her excuses" Marcia told
him. "Aren't we in draft. Mr., Lee?"
He moved with her away from the
soft current of air, a distinct dissp-
pointment moving him TO the verge of
sudden anger. What business had Ju-
dith to stay away?
you mean she isn't coming at ali7"
he asked quickly.
"Oh, no." she told him, busy with
the rose In her hair. her eyes bright
on his. Just as the dance was be-
ginning she had TO go to the telephone.
Some ranch business, don't know
what But she sent word she wonld
be here Immediately believe" aud
Marcia made her remark teasingiy.
| though she did want TO know. that
certain mysterious gentleman VINO
masquerades as a hOrse-breaker is
very much interested in Judith"
"What makes you say thing like
that?" he asked, startled little.
Marcia laughed
"A woman's intuition, Sir Mystery 70
she informed him gayly.
! what does the woman's intuition
find to be the mysterious gentleman's
interest in a certain Miss Langwor-
thy?" he asked lightly.
at tells her that he likes her; that
It would be fun for him to come and
play with her; that he would be kind
and courteous; but that he considers
her very much as he would foolish
| little butterfly"