Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-07-03

Gerry are expressing their pleasure at the
delightful prospect
The turkey, legs and all, has made its
appearance, and have at last, after
three trials, hoisted the roast beef over
mammals shoulder and set it on the table,
nearly falling over Colonel Tremaine as
| do so.
ooh, / beg your PARDON cry, taken
off my guard, and speaking IN my own
voice, forgetting to say. "Sir, in the ex-
citement of the moment.
Gerry laughs; it was nearly all up with
us then, but Ely is thrusting a plate of
turkey under the coloners nose, and !
have few moments TO recover myself.
| Gerry's face, frowning at those uplifted
appealing legs of that fearful bird, is a
sightr but he carves on, Iand the dinner
progresses on the whole in very salts
factory manner.
| The snipe are raw, and little feath-
ery; it must be confessed, and their legs
have the same upward inclination as the
| turkeys had, but Colonel Tremaine de-
YOURS the blackened, fluffy morsel, for we
anxiously watch his every mouthful; and
| breathe freely when he declines Eily's
most unpalatable-l looking pudding-it
| took her hours to make it-but the result
| is not all her fancy painted.
With the dessert that most awful child
Dot comes in and makes for mamma; but
nurse must have trained her pretty well,
for she says nothing to Ely and me; but
presently, when her first shyness has
worn off, she looks at Colonel Tremaine,
and SAYS, with terrible distinctness:
II know a secret, and you don't"
''Dot," shouted Gerry, 'come to me for
an orange"
So she goes round the table, making
matters worse by saying:
''Oh don't be frightened, Gerald; for |
won't tell him the secret"
The awful dinner is over at last, and we
are back in the drawing room talking it
over with mamma and Nora.
Mamma says she does not like it at all;
the plan never met with her Approval;
Colonel Tremaine will be sure to find
out, ETC., etc. But what can we do.
"Boycotted," we are, and 'Boycotted,"
we must remain
Irish peasantry," Nora says, smiling.
'sHe said our maids were the prettiest
girls he had ever seen, and the tall one
with the great eyes was real beauty,
much better-lo looking than half the Lon
don beauties. Now, Nab, what do you
say to that?''
"He will be making love to Nab when
she is bringing up his boots and shaving
water" says Ely, delightedly.
"Oh, l saw HIM admi1ing her that time
she nearly sent the beef spinning into
his lap-don't look so indignant, NAB,
and come and make the coffee, and you
can carry it in to the colonel
1t may be great fun, but it is very
risky. Every instant the chances of dis
covery seem to increase. When pro-
coed to the drawing room, coffee-tray in
hand, find the colonel and Gerry al
ready located there-Colonel Tremaine
in close proximity to Dot with-oh! hor-
ror Of horrors!-an open photograph book
between them, Dot with desire Of i'm
pairing information explaining who every
one is.
CHATS Gerry, and this is me; and that
-oh!-that's Mab.'
Here she stops and looks up at him,
gravely, nodding her head.
ssThat's the secret, and [ mustn't tell
you"
Coffee, sir, whisper in agony.
And straight from contemplating the
photograph Colonel Tremaine looks right
up into my face, gives one quick, puzzled
startled look, first at me, then down at
the photograph, and then his eyes are
lifted again and meet NINE full, and an
sure there was a CLEAN of amusement in
his face-a sort of ray of enlightenment
as he takes his coffee-cup slowly from the
tray; while, crimson with humiliation, l
make one more heroic endeavor to retrieve
the moment by saying to that dreadful
child, in voice that will be shaky in
spite of myself:
sMlss Dot, nurse is waiting for you to
go to bed"
Round-eyed she stares
"Why, Mabl" is on her lips, but give
her terrible look that recalls her to her
senses, and take myself and coffee-tray
out of the room.
But am sure that the colonel more
than half guesses that am not the Susan
l pretend to be.