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Street and Smith's New York Weekly
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Street and Smith's New York Weekly : a journal of useful knowledge, romance, amusement, & c. , v. 51...
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Street and Smith's New York Weekly : a journal of useful knowledge, romance, amusement, & c. , v. 51, no. 10, December 28, 1895.
31 October 2019
New York : Street & Smith
New York Weekly.
Trixie's lovers; or, A Strange wooing / by Julia Edwards.
New York (N.Y.)
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oer on, (ew Note uh My ADEN ress, Washington, D.C. NPA a wei BG ecamber 28, 1895. Gre oe Coe seein Ne Las aS a a oye ten Pe Three Dollars Per Year Two Conies Five Dollars. TRIXIES Author of “A Wild Marriage,” “Bonn: the © “THAT LITTLE FRIGHT!" “Let no one ‘Sf daae tor love to Ab, nol the love tha els lndeedt ‘Dispatches “Don't you wish to veo triste my I daughter Blanche. Blanche Goi veauty ot that Chicago seasoa—sat by one of tl road front windows gazing out at the whirlly w-flakes and tapping the carpet tmpatt ous is sTippered foot. howl, nis sen Coons sho will | t at will Lignol say when aa iny cousin? Temakes wo sbudie duced to hin ‘Aud Biauche sheugved her and turned her beautiful face o ‘After wll: dear, she is 7 from what f i ave wean of hor do 6 Livnel meet ‘pretty, then! a cry. relish tore than you do, but she Uncle Joe's, and It would never do to *Tuntiehe made no roply to this, iwlnntow tuto the Mad uquiesne wi here tn thie. “Same ong must go sateen te “Who is there to Ko, deur eT will, Jonas ¢3 pa Jonas started to the elty gown tn the curring.” atl ong of the sorvanta he spar Tighe up with aa Avy ot aed el the tht dot tome thing Go ast Bhutto wave one fla oF thro om nn ai rixve was clad aps. the brit Of her voqiteteiad teeta: tatstmayeda wrei Mrs. Henrietta Gordon put this question to her rdon—peerless Blanche, the reigning | ' wy ristocratio shoulders tore toward the cousin, you know, and fie you need waving her quartered upon 8 favorite of ad her | im ut looked discon- irling storm, 1 not kat that dress | e outs ago after an Mrs, Gordon shook, her ead. ‘at Wien her tace trom tinder LOVERS; A STRANGE WOOING. BY JULIA EDWARDS, je Little Bluebelt,”” The Little Wi idow,” “The Belle of Wheel,” “Madcap Merribel,” j oteurly wolden bair. Her face was full, round. Potfect as that of a sculptured ideal, azol eyes and e fl Her form was as symmetrical ae that of a Diana Vietrix, “and its every movement was fraught Ww w Gurdon, “this ia wy daughter | ‘per little gloved hands and! town ber cotuin: lad to us ti, Blanche,” she oried, fun- v1 9.coid kiss upon Trixto's cheek, Shull be thy distant voice, mie tuo errand wish, soul to do for ave ‘Yes, aud F au so glad to beor service to you, dear arte he ne | FS sioean’e Hae dress come!” she avurranced, You ite sure: you will not get lost? Itis ne stormius ¥ very hard,’ wrinkled her fair brows and she cast an Fekieiatahed salty, for shove flan ce at the clock om the mantel.| | I. to rou, -ather, and Tahal not rind on cotaiog, wane uottD a bie Benen an riven te eh doar Teal cs hn orang. and a you fay wastes ak He Mo he een wo were. Matepeaca and caula. anch- te wil other musical little laugh, Trixie Bonet goose fea uted out into the near, Oute aie of doom ae tags eapited ‘Bnueho, a teide: sharply, C_don’t| fou that aro wigtor over se tat tie ras oy | ne tit oaphore whe ‘ti hig ‘e Ihave her “Bub Tins auch 4 pat t. | uta few ete rep sped ae F crcnoen shot to he ection was browe yeren you 1 handaor ui with admiration. s¢ they looked hhto the lovely, upturn face.” Ab, ses, aud there man something denper a admiration—s UR That brows chat warm Aueh to Trixte's cl had a narrew eacupe,” the goutiewan said, ole His Seutued the last msmark wit one of bis host mie Knowing full wot so had atstainod Down aid Trixie, treme to adjust her hat, wh dl blushing iu contusl hurt, ery gratott re Tahonkd have boon ri over vy ICE il Not heen for Four, bravery.” krowledge I have done you'a realy, you will TOF deny me the fdoing another now, Tat going tocarry 4 you, You are very kind, but —" ‘ou late No FighE to be eartsing Mie ‘aatorin like tila; my enrringe ikae you Teanuoee T must go now ne e Gordon's hall dress formed a bul ae, “and when ‘Tricia Jett the stare i it ioerenwed ny ie ana ‘nade tt wolluty vel 9 atraet crosulnie ware Gankod bish with snow And, as she struggled ont to cross the first street After leaving Mature Dugnesness: te, Heree win cuight and blew her tata a hue dritt, Her bat waa almost carries 21 Fo ands, By t The tine she had secured her nck: bewildered she harlly”kuew I ‘ireetio she was goin uly there broke upon hor startled ears the wild clang of an flectrie ear gong and the Sraratig shout of '& masculine vole te had just time to a on the atreat car ole nad th © Dlunging along, tow Pat a tow fect away, when she PS poreett titted or w the ground and swung, ‘lent Of the dan ers re: tem. venoircled. bya air of str Was carriéd across the street and depo sited upon the Te lind all happened 60 quickly that Trixie was abe to tenlize that ave bad ct An perit tite peril had passed; and then she looked up at her res- ener to thank him, Her bazel eyes met lis brown 1ro-| Keep them from) Setpardon me, tf T insist; fd, disengaging ber | wan sp tut 0 ands aud taking the Witale feo ner Wit re fu the tone af that ‘ice that mate he | her and sentatheill of delice tarot whole being? Could tt be that In these few she had come to love th’ dark, handaos who had ao nobly saved hor litet She siz lowe ne turn si hersel tow ry ‘aboue to steyr ML Attor Wer, when he be: it Inset that he bad est give the driver the thon addres One wh ive tantly turned to the river he said, trance wiegting.” seating ineelt inte ‘Carriage ta inted with the Gonions ou the Boulevard. Sawa velative ‘fam Biauete Gonton's cousin, iieed.” he replied, mith ovident pleasure, “Then al ly become better acquainted, suall urmured Trixie, 8 Lionel Gray. ationtit wall tor aby Will Fon not veil me ¥ rBriste Gurdon,” ho nid, atinply. pecteiatet ta prevty name!” he replied, mus- nu It was a long, hard pull for the horses, for the Taon't ace why we one to, tntroduce us, do yout ones and she flushed crinson, while a strange thrill well ao: | a Are th a Shy ww Awa? a gn se ’ ane ‘el 4 ne snow was deep, and the storm was furious, and driving directly'su their faces n atiouce fur sone tlwe. Trixie Kent ber dvlenng stores without, saat ber oked as muchas ne dared at ile sweet Hug was not a litte annoyed hap oon. " it Liowet Gray, patting the pundie is fei ‘On his knee, “is reaponsiiiie for your tls aftartionn "Ae mst be peice: risked your health—yes, even Utena” jook of contempt come | did not Blanche go for the dress herself he wrt not know.” replied Trixie, snap gona one of he serve by was perfectly int fash, mettner Cousin Blanche no "feenelotta would buve allowed a t Fou were perfectly will: Meuiltiagye Sut tell me, Miss going to the ball to might 1 atric AT onty fried Yu the city nd th fitatione to the ths June ating ho toa of tt Foaidence nel ae sisted Beaty fo alight ane Held us the! pie steps. A servant admitted ther, an wore removing their Wraps in the hail The voice of Blanche floated out to theu through tue draped door-way. go, tnamma, and seo if it's that Tittle fright, She hae tigen gone long enough to do that errand twice "As those words came to Trixte's flow trom ‘her face and congealed an Shee News rniltation, threw hetvelf "into a hate. That little fright! Could she really belleve what she had heart t wich whton BI Was thie really te feeling nt al wins hazel eyes, wit 3 which Blanche is to wear at the er Curls Calling down over the white, blue-velned temples, and a pate quivering with the te nid “1 would not care, kingly, “it ony Ae tal bot heart'e and tien she gou up and ‘pace Me'toow, Ou, it Teould ong show Bianche, if 1 could oniy show Aim that fright, and that—" ‘She paused with a start of eres togetner with a letter addressed to ou. the center-table, and had U notice. She opened the letter at rich Uncle Joe—the. bi he was, and who ha sreat in bet—and ran ‘Trixiz—You mnst Club ball tenvenc. would not have you world “Wii call for You at @ o'clock, ible Eston, Pecua you cue: waien 1 iad mad wien Ghia T hope it wil At, but, if t doesn t ‘soit will eaimon ‘s resis wot elaborate, bat H's simple ovr ce “De good, U Jon! ut tnroualystos she kigoed th SU Nn go to the ball ioral what, ‘occasio CHAPTER IT. TRIXIE'S TRIUMPH, “ hls bod of love, by summers ‘May pi flower The ately tome of the Garland Club, on Mient. sau venti, was ablaze with ligt roof, | Carri Foetiing thete londe-ct, beauty Sebad marbie ete sand from ‘within sguitrancing melody. finetions Ena‘ rarely Taited to ettata Tt. iti the bread, beantitit rooms, all wae lite, room of the oud eat Dall: Into the room: Prov, stately, and beautiful was peritanle queen ae ahem Cy vvinn, n0 And peeriess Blauche was smile wae were almanst rmnred Tri letter again, Sait stow anehe an little teight [ean wake of wyselt, Ing breath, a There was Bie ‘ext we beet” from basement exineounas of ‘of ita social Int perfection, ie. and the bi she, seeming cross the crowded 6 Tight, DOW to Prodigal of her