Mona; Or, the Secret of a Royal Mirror — Georgie Sheldon

"Appleton, don't look quite yet, but there's a woman just behind you whom I want you to see. I never before saw such a face and figure They are simply perfection " The above remarks were made by a young man, perhaps thirty years of age, to his companion, who, evidently, was somewhat his senior. The two gentlemen were seated at a private table in the dining-room of a large hotel in Chicago, Illinois, and were themselves both handsome and distinguished in appearance. "There " the speaker continued, as a slight commotion near them indicated that some one was rising from a table; "she is about to leave the room, and now is your chance." The gentleman addressed turned to look as the lady passed; but the moment she was beyond the possibility of hearing he broke into a laugh of amusement. "Oh, Cutler " he exclaimed; "I never would have believed that you could rave so over a red-head-you who all your life have held such hair in detestation "