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1 , 1 % Dameron—J By MEREDITH NICHOLSON Copyright, 1904, by The Bobbe-Meirill Co.

CHAPTER Vlll.—(Continued.) “There’s Mr. Baicomz over there,” Zelda remarked, casually. “He sings divinely, doesn’t he? Don’t you think he sings divinely?” and she looked at Morris suddenly, with a provoking air of gravity. “I’m sure he was a De Reszke in some former incarnation,” said Morris, savagely. “That was just whet I was thinking, only I hadn’t the words to express it,” said Zelda, with a mockery of joy at finding they were in accord. “I’m glad, then, that we can agree about something, even when we’re both undoubtedly wrong.” ? “I don’t like to think that I can be wrong,” said Zelda. “And it isn’t in the least battering for you to suggest such' a thing. I shall have to speak to my Uncle Rodney about you.” “Any interest you may take in me will be appreciated.”’ Jack had crossed the room, giving what he called the cheering jolly to several young women on the way, and he turned quickly: “At your service, Miss Dameron” — and he bowed impressively. “Mr. Leighton is crazy about your singing. He is just waiting for a chance to congratulate you. But he’s very unhappy to-night. Words fail him.” And she shook. her head and looked into Balcomb’s grinning face as though this were a great grief between them. “What kind Os a jolly is this? I say, Morris, you look like first and second grave-digger done into one. We’re not playing Hamlet now. But I can tell you, Miss Dameron, that when Brother Leighton—he belongs to my frat, hence the brother—did Hamlet over at our dear old alma mater, the gloom that settled down on that township could have been cut up into badges of mourning enoiigh to have supplied Spain through her little affair with these States. That’s Walt Whitman —‘these States.’ Do you know, I was ; Ophelia to his Hamlet, and if I do say it myself, I was a sweet thing in Ophelias.” “I don’t doubt you were, Mr. Balcpmb,” said Zelda. “There was just ‘one thing lacking in your impersonation,” declared Leighton; “you ought to have been drowned in the first scene of the first act to have made it perfect.” ; “No, violence, I beg of you!” And Zelda hurried across the room to- where Herr Schmidt was assembling the jirincipals. "Say, that girl has got the art of 1 stringing down fine. She seems to i have you going all right. You look like 1 twenty-nine cents at a thirty-cent bargain counter. But you take it too hard. I wish she’d string me! They’re never so much interested as when they, throw you on your face and give you the merry tra la. I tell you I’ve had experience with the sex all right, and I know!” “Yes, I remember your flirtations with the girls that waited on table at the college boarding-house. You had a very cheering way with them.” Balcomb’s eyes were running restlessly , over the groups of young people. He was appraising and fixing in his mind as he talked. His joy in being among them —these representative young people of the city, whose names he knew well from long and diligent perusal of the personal and society column of the daily pa--pers—amused Leighton; but the fel- ; low’s self-satisfaction irritated him, too. > ■ The chorus had been drilled apart, and this was the first time Morris had heard the principals sing. He had joined the chorus under protest, but Mrs. Carr had insisted, and when he learned that Zelda was to be the star It had not been difficult to comply. She began now; one of her songs. When the last notes died away, Balcomb stepped out at the director’s nod and began the answering song. Balcomb usually amused Morris; but the fellow struck upon him discordantly. Zelda was laughing at Balcomb’s antics as he begin to sing with fervor and a real sense, of the dramatic requirements. As he neared the end, , where Zelda apd he sang together the duet that ended the first half of the opera, Zelda pu|t up her hands, and he took them, gazing into her eyes iyith . a fine air. Their voices soared into the climax without a break, while the director threw himself into strange contortions as he struck the last bars leading to the high note which they gained and held perfectly. I The dress rehdarsal was fixed for the next night. “It simply cdn’t fail!” declared Mrs. Carr to Leighton. “Miss Dameron could carry it Alone if every one else should break down.” , “That is altogether true,” said Morris. He was glaring at Balcomb, Whose . joy in being a inember of the cast "was \ hard to bear. — j CHAPTER IX. “Deceivers Ever” was' presented, i with no more qelays and slips‘than us- , ually befall amateur performances, before an audience that tested the capac- : ity of the Athenaeum. It was a great occasion for Mrs. Carr, as shO had undoubtedly taken the Dramatic Club when its life was ebbing fast and made a living thing of it. She sat in the wings holding the prompt-book and prepared for any fate. “Let us speak to Zee and then escape,” said Merriam to his sister, as the chairs were being pushed back for j the dance that was to follow the play. \ A few older people were there and ehey formed a little colony by themselves. ! Zelda came out presently from the ■ dressing-room, with her arms full of I flowers that had been passed across the footlights, and she bore Olive Mer- ' riam with her. ! “Don’t be afraid; not in the least rfraid,” Zelda said to her cousin as ‘ ihe hastened across the hall to her tout and uncle.

“Please don’t,” urged Olive. “It isn’t kind to me.” “No danger at all; they’re all perfectly amiable when you know how to manage them.” “Aunt Julia, this is a real compliment! Thanks very much. This is Olive Merriam. And,» Uncle Rodney, here’s the star, to whom I expect you to say something particularly nice. Mr. Merriam, Miss Merriam" —and Zelda smiled at the old gentleman bowed low over the hand of his brother’s daughter. “Olive Merriam,” said Zelda, “is my cousin and my very dearest friend.” Olive was not afraid. She smiled at Rodney Merriam; and there was something very winning in Olive Merriam’s smile. Zelda looked demurely at her aunt, who seemed alarmed lest something unpleasant might happen; but Rodney Merriam; laughed, half at finding himself caught, and half at the sight of Olive Merriam’s blue eyes, her glowing cheeks with their furtive dimples and the,fair twin that Zelda was now compelling her to wear in the pre-, vailing mode. A “I am delighted; I am proud of you,” he declared, quite honestly. "I think—l may say that I reciprocate,” replied Olive. “I haven’t seen you for a long time—Uncsle Rodney—except at a distance.” “Altogether my fault and my loss! I trust that the distance may be considerably lessened hereafter.” A number of people were watching this Ijy-play with keen interest. Something had surely happened among the Merriams. It had been many years since so many members of the family had been seen together at any social gathering. “There’s a draft somewhere,” said Mrs. Forrest, suddenly. “We must be going, Rodney. And now, Zelda, don’t stay out all night. Mrs. Carr is going to take you home. You’ll be sure to be sick if you’re not careful. And” —Zelda was looking at her aunt intently—- “ Miss Merriam, I do hope you will come to see me. I never go anywhere, you know. And please remember me to your mother.” “And pray remember me, also,” said Rodney Merriam, feeling Zelda’s eyes upon him. “Oh, Zee,” said her uncle, in a low tone; “it was all”fine; but how did Pollock come to be in the show? —I don’t care to have you know hiAi.” “Os course I shall know him." “But I prefer.” "Please don’t prefer! I’m having a little fun to-night, and I can’t be serious t at all. Some other time—goodnight!” “What do you think of that girl?” asked Mrs. Forrest, when she was alone with her brother in their carriage. “I think she’s very pretty, if you refer to Olive Merriam, and has nice manners,” was his reply. “There seems to be no way of checking Zelda’s enthusiasms. I hope that girl won’t take advantage of Zee’s kindness,” said Mrs. Forrest, as her brother left her at her door. “I shouldn’t worry about her if I were you.” “I certainly shan’t; but you were always down onher father.” “I was always a good deal of a fool, too,” said Rodney Merriam; and he refused to be taken home in his sister's carriage, but walked homeward from her door through High street, beating the walk reflectively with his stick. At the Athenaeum Zelda was enjoying herself unreservedly. Her cqusin Olive had been presented to a representative Mariona audience in away that had commanded attention, and Zelda was thoroughly happy over it. She did not care in the least what, people might say about the healing of old wounds among the Merriams. It gave her the only unalloyed joy of her home-coming to see Olive established socially on a footing that was, ■ she told herself, as firm as her own. Balcomb, who was much swollen with pride by his success in the opera, was talking in his usual breathless fashion to a young friend from the country whom he had asked to witness his triumph. Beyond Pollock’s head Zelda could see Balcomb’s profile, though she could not hear him. “She’s a regular piece, that girl. I -was scared to death for fear she’d, throw me in that duet—we’d never sung it together—but I carried it through all right. She’s that stunning Miss Dameron’s cousin. She’s rather stuck on me, I’m afraid —I’ve done little- things for her? —theater and so on, but I’ll have to cut it all out. She’s amusing, but I can’t afford to have her misunderstand my attentions.’ When a fellow finds that he’s got a girl down fine she ceases to be interesting. It’s the pursuit that’s Amusing; but when they begin to expect something— Cunning? well, I should say!” Pollock heard him distinctly, and he Shut his eyes two dr three times in -a quick vyay that he had when angry, though he kept ph talking to Zelda about the evening’s performance. • ‘.‘l’m afraid ' you’re jealous of Mr. Balcomb. H’e got more’ applause than anybody.” • “He deserved all he got for making such a monkey of himself." ’ “He’s a man of courage; he probably thought he could afford to do it.” "All of that?” said Pollock. “A rising young man," continued Zelda. “A person, I should say, of' most egregious and monumental gall”—and Zelda laufehed at his earnestness. She had not heard Balcopib’s remark about her cousin, but she knew he had said something that irritated Pollock. That young officer left her quickly when Leighton came up for the dance that had now begun. Pollock found Balcomb in a moment. The promoter was standing at the side of the hall, his eyes nervously searching for the girLw’ith whom he had engaged the dance. *

“Mr. Balcomb,” said Pollock, at bls ! elbow, “may I speak to you a moment” I “Certainly,” said Balcomb, in his us- ! ual amiable fashion. “Only I’m engaged for this dance and. have lost my partner.” “That’s my own fix,” declared Pollock, “but my errand is brief. Let us step out here.” He led the day to a door opening up- ! on the main stairway of the building and they paused there, Pollock with his back to the door, facing Balcomb. He carried one glove in his hand and was very trim and erect in, his evening clothes. “Mr. Balcomb, I was so unfortunate as to overhear your conversation of a moment ago—with some one I didn’t know, but that doesn’t matter —in which you referred to a young lady—a -1 young lady who came here to-night under your escort, in terms that a gentleman would not use.” “As a confessed eavesdropper I don’t believe it is necessary for. you to say anything further,” said Balcomb, with heat, and he took a step toward the door of the assembly-room. Pollock touched him on the shoulder with the tips of his fingers, very lightly. Balcomb was hajf a head taller and much bulkier, but the tips of Pollock’s fingers seemed to carry a certain insistence, and Balcomb drew back. “I shall hold you responsible for this, you ”, “I certainly hope you will. As I was saying, you referred to a young lady, ! who was here under your protection, in terms which no one but a contemptible cur would use of a woman ” Balcomb’s arm went- up and he struck at Pollock with his fist. The officer stood” as he had been, but the glove in his right hand slappedjsmartly upon Balcomb’s face, and Balcomb took an involuntary step backward down the stairway. “In the part of the country that I came from, Mr. Balcomb,” Pollock continued in an easy conversational tone, “we do very pleasant (hings to bright and captivating people of your stripe”—he took another step forward, and Balcomb, a little white'in the face, retreated again—“but in this instance” —Pollock. lifted his left hand to his shadowy moustache and ga|-e it a twist; he took another stepjand Balcomb yielded before him—“l shall let you off with unwarranted leniency.” Balcomb, forced another step downward, had grown red with' fury, and ; again struck at Pollock, but with the result that Balcomb stumbled and retreated two steps instead of one, reach-.-; ing a landing. With this more secure footing he gained courage. “Sou littlb cur, you little—” he blustered, drawing his face down so that he could glare into Pollock’s eyes. ■■ “Yes,” said Pollock, calmly; “I have been called little before; so that your statement lacks novelty. As I was saying”—and he leaned against the stairrail with the tips of the fingers of his. gloved hand thrust into his trousers pocket, and holding f 'the other glove in his right hand —“I haven’t time now to go into the matter further, but I am always at your service. It will give me •great pleasure to make your excuses to Miss Merriam, or. to any other friends you may be leaving behind you—owing to an illness that made it necessary for you to leave —suddenly. Now you will oblige me by continuing on down to the coat room —unattended. There are probably some gentlemen below there that I should very much dislike to explain matters to.” Balcomb leaped lightly 'forward as though to make a rush for the door of the assembly-room. “Try that again,” said Pollock, seizing him b? the collar, and throwing him back, “and I’ll drop you over the banister.” < Some men had entered the lower hall ■ from the smoking-room, and Balcomb greeted them cheerilj r as he turned and went below as though to join , them. ; Pollock stood above waiting for Balcimb to reappear,, and as he waited he resumed his glove and buttoned it with care. The waltz was nearly over bue he stood there leaning against the . stair-rail and beating time to the music with his fopt, until he saw Balcomb . come out of the coat room clad for the street. When Balcomb looked up, Pol- ! lock waved his hand to him gracious- ; ly, and turned and went back into the hall. “Miss Merriam,” he said, bowing before Olive, {‘l very much regret to present Mr v Balcomb’s compliments and to say that he has been unexpectedly called away—pressing business—and he asked me to do myself the honor to . see that you don’t get lost. This is our dance.” (To be continued.) CAUGHT BY ITS TONGUE. Story of a Remarkable Capture of a Wild Beast in Nebraska. In the winter of 1896-97, says a con- ; tributor to the Wide World, I was de- j pot agent at Duncan, Neb., a small : town on the main line of the Union Pacific Railroad, ninety-nine miles west of Omaha. The weather was bitterly ; cold. One morning shortly after dayJ>reak, while a n!ian I knew, called Her- I man Ernst, and his assistant were I hauling hay a she?;; distance from my station, the former’s attentioH'Kas at- j traded to a gray wolf standing between the rails, on the main line, and as he did not leave the spot on the approach of Herman’s wagon, he (Herman) grabbed his fork and ran up to the wolf, which had its head cldse to the rails, as if in a trap. After killing the wolf Herman tore the animal from the rail and was astonished to note that its tongue was left attached to the metals. Subsequently I investigated this curious incident and evolved the following explanation : The morning passenger train had passed that point only a few minutes before Herman saw she wolf and had run over a jack rabbit, leaving the blood on the rail. The wolf had either been chasing the rabbit or had happened by soon afterward, and in try- ; ing to lick the blood from the rail his tongue, owing to the intense cold ; of the metal, froze to it, while tne ■ saliva from his mouth became a cake ' of solid ice over an inch thick, attaching him to the rail as securely as ■ though in a vise.

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