Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1882-11-23

have been told she was at school. And,
nalloo, here is Toots. Why, ToSts, don't
you know your old frieud?'
And in moment Toots was in his
arms, memories of bon-bons and Mr..
Peabody being synonymous in her
mind.
you see, Miss Randolph" said Pea
body, addressing the young girl, and
quite ignoring her irigid manner, Shat
Toots and | are fast friends"
"Ah?" replied Molly, indiferently,
eve all know that the affections OF
Toots are very elastic"
But the young man, Ignoring this de-
cided snub, turned to Mrs. Randolph :
Couldn't induce you and your sister
to try a game Of tennis tomorrow
Or, better still, to come out on my buck
board? 1t will be at any rate novel
experience"
Mrs. Randolph is charmed But
Molly stands the very picture OF i'll
humor, looking prettier than ever, how
ever. Thanks" she says, ungracious-
ly, shut hate lawn-tennis: and don't
care TO drive on blackboard get" Al
hearing which, Mrg. Randolph is furi-
Gus, and feels that she would like to
box Molly's ears. Peabody then be-
gins to talk of the scenery. 81 like
coming to Mount D. sert," he says, "be.
cause all along this coast you see noun
tain on one hand, and sea on the other
q combination to be found nowhere else
on our Atlantic coast. You must as
cend Green Mountain. The view from
it is better, / think, than from Noun
Washington even" But he fails to in
terest Molly, even in the least, in hi
talk.
The next morning, Mrs. Randolph
Molly, and the ubiquitous Toots, g
down to the rocks. Mrs. Randolph il
quiet for while; too much SO; it il
the calm before the storm; and finally
she wakes up and speaks her mind
and then Molly retorts in the word
with which we open our story "Wh,
shouldn't | call him supercillous pea
cock?" she says, detiantly. what OIL
earth is Charlie Peabody to me?
didn't want to drive with him, and
abominate spooning"
"Molly," answered Mrs. Randolph
severely, "you know perfectly well tina
Charlie Peabody is the man of Bar Har
!, Dor. 1t is not of the slightest conse
quence whether you like him or not
In fact much prefer you shouldn't, 70
he isn't marrying man, everybod.
knows" Up goes Molly's head with al
air of pride. Mrs. Randolph continues
appealingly: "But it's such good thin
to be seen with him. II he takes you
up, you're a success; but there's n
hope OF that now" and relapses int
despondency.
| But Molly sits, delicious little frowl
on her face, throwing stones, occasion
ally, in weak, futile way, at an obsti
nate patch of seaweed that will bob VI
and down, 'Irma," she exclaims, sud
denly, "don't let's quarrel. You ma,
just make up your mind that | shall
never be success IN society" and sh'
gives solemn nod. 81 haven't tn,
brains for 1t. As for spending all n,
life IN remem boring to be civil to ont
man, because he's the thing | shout,
be skeleton in week. Do let m,
have a good time and be nice to people
| like. Life isn't long enough to fus,
over horrid people like this supercili-
Gus peacock" and she tits back hel
parasol and stamps her foot.
whats silious peacock, Aunt
MollyY' asks at this juncture, a shril]
small voice at her elbow, and Molly
turning, sees the irrepressible Toots.
Molly gives a gay laugh. "Toots,
says she, solcmnly, "come here to your
aunt. You saw the big gentleman or
the piazza this morning. Well, you
thought he was u man like papa, didn't
your"
solemn nod from Toots.
''But he wasn't. He was only Z
supercilious peacock. What's tina
you ask? Well, that's a peacock who
thinks himself better than others
Come, now. Mammals gone on; wei
be late. Let's have a race. See which
will get to her first"
Toots' thin legs spin over the ground
and her mass of brown curl5 floats out
on the wind as she flies along, fairly
shreking with excitement. Molly is
not much better in point of dignity, fol
she gathers up her white skirt in on,
hand, and gives her big hat an excited
push on the back of her head.
Suddenly they turn sharp corner.
Heavens and earthl" CALCULATES
Molly, rs she sees Irma standing, grace
fully composed, talking to Mr.. Peabody
"Oh, Aunt Molly, there it is, u
screams Toots; "the peacock, the sill,
Gus peacock
| "Toots, be quiet" commands tAa
unfortunate relative, cold chills run
ming up and down her back.
"Toots, come here" implores Mrs
Randolph, the horror of the situation
coming IN upon her. But Toots in al
her five years of existence has neve
known what it is to mind any enc; 81
she rushes up to Mr.. Peabody like {
small whirl wind. There she pauses
and begins grave investigation.
as you, ;" she says, with her head OIL
one Size, like an impertinent littl
sparrow, sis you really silious pea
cockY'
"a whai?'repeats Peabody, natural
ly -omewhat astonisEei, looking dow
on the small object in front of him
Molly gives a gasp of horror. In an
other second that wretChed child Wi