The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1876-11-25
A BAKERS DOZEN.

A group of girls were gathered on
the hotel piazza at Pigeon Cove one
lovely summer day, when the bright
wayelets of the lake danced under n
fleet of boats with pretty, gay awnings,
and the wooded shores slopod in OK
quisite green curves to the waters edge
The cool breeze from the water flutter-
ed the dainty morning costumes of
these maidens, making them look like
n flock of white birds Just about to take
wing. In the center of the group stood
a young girl of small but elegant figure,
with pair Of roguish blue eyes, mis-
chieyous face, dimpled all over like n
Hover, and head that the sun seemed
q nave KlIS-s5e57yS- % a g0Id5n TadIaICo.
'i3ts How many adorers have YOU now
NcllyP one of the girls asked this littl,
'persnnage, who appeared to be tn,
queen Of tie coterie. "Haye you en-
shaved any new ones since day befor,
yesterday"
"Of course she has, )" said Abby Stew
art, tall, dark-eyed girl. "Do yor
suppose twenty-four hours ever pas,
without bringing new worshipers to her
shrine? All ranks and conditions OF
men are represented among her ador
ers. She regards neither age nor pre-
vious condition of servitude.r
"l have coulted them up on my
fingers, " said little Rose Maybe. ether,
arc just twelve at present, adding il
Fred Hatton, who stammers dreadfully
poor fellow. 1t would take him at least
half a day to propose"
al have discovered said Abby
"that she has her pocket stuffed with
notes in all languages. That professor
from c. College has written to hei
in Sanskrit, with literal translation
appended"
How absurd you are, girlsln criet
Nelly, who had been half choked will
laughter while the discussion of hel
admirers progressed. "Don't speah
so loud, Rose; Uncle will hear you
He would be Mortified If he suspected
that am given to flirting"
"Oh, you poor dear Innocent" cried
the girls in a ringing chorus of laugh
ter
You have got twelve on the tenter
hooks already" said Rose, "and now
you must find the thirteenth. A baker,.
dozen would be real triumph. nigh
ask my cousin VIII down for few DAYS
He is dolefully quiet, but he would dc
to make up the number"
"You need not take that trouble, .
said Abby. Number Thirteen will
appear soon enough"
"There he comes now,n cried all tn,
girlsi simultaneously, 80 this tall figur,
OF stranger appeared at the end Of
long, shady walk that led up to the no
tel. " Behold the man of destinyl"
DO be still, for meTcy's sake,
murmured Nelly, as the newcomer, will
small traveling-bag in bis hand, ap
preached them. He walked with
quick, military stride, and on mounting
the piazza shot one keen glance towar,
the group of girls. In q moment
servant had appeared and taken hi
card.
"Why, he is calling for uncle, ,
whispered Nelly under her breath. al,
must DO that horrid Colonel Hawloy. ;
"Never mind; he will soon be at you
feet, and he makes the bakor's dozen,
said Rose. "They say there Is luck II
odd numbers. / shouldn't wonder [
you married him.
"Married himln -epeated Nelly Will
scorn. /" detest him"
"Do you know himPn the girls aslxe,
In surprise.
No, not personally; but have lon)
had his virtues dinned into my ears
lie was unele's aid In the war, an,
nursed him through fever. He was
very young man then, and uncle look
upon him as son. For several rear
he has been stationed out among tn
Indians, and have been dosed viii
his letters. BAIL Le Is piece OF per
lectlon--the MORE law in trousers an,
boots. detest that kind Of man.
There was the sound Of knocking witt
q s,an or orutoh from the direction q
the little paylor whore the old Genero
sat smoking and reading his papers.
"1here Is summons for nle,n erie
Nelly, with pretty grimaco, as 81,
skipped away "Dont You pity IL,
| girlsf"
| 81 wonder we don't all hate her IN