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A 'SKATING ROMANCE
By Augustus Goodrich Sherwin.
f( Copyright by W. G.-Chapman.)
The ice on the river Ayas bur
pished by the bright-sunlight till
it shone like a sheet of gold. The
.air was Jike new wine. Half a
hundred happy persons hovefed
about, ahd Nelly Blair 'was the
His Progress Was the Rarest
Poetry of Motion.
center of her own little group of
., There, was a pout,upon her lips
and a discontented, almost angry
expression in, her eyes.' She
stamped her little fpot until the
skate blade rang.
( "I will never speak to Lisle
Jordan again !" she declared. "I
ave a good mind to send him
iack the engagement ring."
"DonJt be foolish, Nelly," ad
vised her sister. "You are mak
ing & great big mountain out of ?.
very small mole hill."
"Big? Little?" gasped Nelly,
her eyes full of tears. "I saw him
skating away from everybody
with one of the new academy A
girls. His arm was around her,
and.I am sure I saw him kissjher-V
"Did he see you, Nellie?" in
quired her sister
"He acted as if he didn't want
to see me," cried the vexed ginli
"He was to be here to skate with
me two hours ago and "
"Why, there he is now, Nelly;
there is some mistake. He must
have just come from home." '
But 'Nelly was not in hearing
now and soon she was out of
sight, "She had glanced just once
at an approaching figure. Itwas
her lover, with his skates over his
Nelly was soon far from the
general throng. Every moment
she felt more abused and per
verse. When she came to. where
fhe river divided, she took the far
Here the ice was a clear, bril
liant sheet, scarcely marked.
Nelly rested for a moment. Then
she casually noticed a man com
ing her way. He wore a very
fancy skating costume, and his
progress was the rarest poetry of
Nelly drew back tfmidly. The
stranger wasa foreigner, with jet
black eyes and a waxed mous-
tache. He lightly kissed the tips
of his fingers, he smiled and bow
ed with an excess of courtesy.
"Beautiful, very beautiful," he