The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1877-02-09


uucongcniali,y Of this man to whom
noil,ing came lightly or easily, who
was SO impatient VI the least ihwart-
ing. ~ H
They hwl rcnchcd clump of trees
zach ono Of which was SCARED and
engraved with the names Of the illers
who had loungcd beneath, season after
season ~ careless pleasure.
Footprints, or hawl-prints on the
bark of trees" parodied Ethel, point
ing TO tlIccollcction. ~ a-
yes" said her companion, shall
VIC NOT follow suit and leave our regis
ter here, tool"
"Somc other time" she replied.
Lets wait for the dew to dry on the
grassy carpet. Why, there's Ian
tern over therein that group. Who's
been Illuminating"
"Only the champagne party, SAID
Hampton, with some contempt. "rhat
is one of the scenes of their nightly
revcls. They, play carlls. drink wine,
tell coarse jokes, read the literature Of
the Partisan Clubs, and make night
iidcuns with their unscemly 'carous-
ing. When l look at you | wonder
that womanliood ever appears in an
uulovely guise."
"Isce you are incorrisiblc," laugh
ell Ethel, unwilling to vex him by
further remonsirance. al suppose |
shall be compelled to turn a deaf ear,
If you will persist. And still they
come, in pairs and groups. 1t is to be
hoped this water is as cficacious as we
blind followers believe. II would be
too bal to waste so much faith"
"Iqucstion whether it is the water
or, the walk that does the good work,
said Hampton. "Faith comes in for
large share, you know
3 "Well. one Of the three, or all
combined, have inspired me with a
clamorous appetite. Here is my door.
Ion jour; I'm ravenous for breakfast"
Ethel was not sorry to be rid of her
companion, as she ran in, laid aside
her hat and joined her mother to the
breakfast hall.
Twas but snatch of conversation
ike that Of the previous night and it
left Hampton more mystified than
ever. He instin ,tively felt his inferi-
GRITTY but plumed himself upon hav-
ing lost no time thus far in forming
her acquaintance.
The morning passed as usual, in the
bowling-allcy where the balls kept up
distant thunder from day To day, or
sitting in groups upon the rustic sofas
Of the lawn.
Bob Randolph aud Minnie Fay had
their game of graces and a spirited
chase over the grass, the former re-
turning to sobriety of mien upon be-
holding Miss Darling's amused con-
temptation of him.
Joining her group he was soon, as
usual, the life of the party, not all his
awe of the beautiful stranger suficing
10 repress his admiring sallies.
Ethel at once yielded to the magic
Of his fresh, youthful enthusiasm and
treated him with a freedom that rap
idly unclaimed his tickle fancy and
threw into jealous fortunes her devoted
young rival, Minnie Fay.
At night the usual hop terminated
the days pleasures. The Champagne
Party had left the morning after
Ethel's arrival for an excursion to
Shaker Town and the Towers, and
quite a social intercourse had sprung
APP among the remaiuing young peo-
pie. 49,
4
LETS have a game of ien-pins,
said Bob, one morning. There are
ten of us-fve on side. Let's 60 in
for fihy up.'
"It's such a miserable alley OBJ
jected Miss Davis.
my fnyoriie ball has a piece chip
ped off," put in Miss Dandy.
It's too hot, Mr.. Robert said
Minnie.
agreed" exclaimed Ethel. glad to
e.cape from Mr.. Hampton's platitudes
for a season. mo matter about alley
or bail.. We will have equal chan.
ccs at any rate" rAC
spoken like a sensible woman, "
approved Bob, "It's the very best
thing to do on such day"
Pairing off they were so n ut the
bowling-alley where Bob yelled at the
pin-boy to set 'em up sharp. while two
other gentlemen arranged the game on
the blnckboaris. t.-
WHO'S on a side" shouted Mr..
Ross, a young Kentuckian, agreeable
and obliging. "You are all making
such a racket with the balls | cant
hear"
The names were all down at last
and stood as follows: Mis- Darling,
Miss Davis, Miss Lacy, MIR. Ross and
Al. NJ. h..l..