Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1884-06-11

tennis and dlnDor-he 0nered 10 teach
her when she said she didn't play and
-and-you're beaten, you spiteful
thing l''-and she shook a pretty little
fist at her own flushed face in the glass,
and marched away bedwards with the
step of a conqueror.
"Why do you never 60 out with
Ada ?" asked Lady Cecilia plaintively.
you're very unkind to the poor thing.
Cissie. Every morning she has to 60
my errands alone down to the village
and afternoons too sometimes. 1t dOesnt
look as if we really considered her as
one of the family"
Ada can amuse herself" said Clssie
shortly-Clss had grown somewhat
sharp and irritable of late. ''I saw her
chatting away most happily to the che
miSt's assistant-the one with the red
whlskers-ln Love Lane. She puts on
her interesting silence and melancholy
only with her indoor dress" Clssie
stopped as the subject Of her remarks
entered. rather pink and excited.
Dear Lady Cecilia, such an escape
We have had Poor Mouton-a butchers
cart-right over his poor dear paw
Fortunately the young gentleman from
the chemists was passing, and told me
what to do. / ran all the way home
with him m'in my arms-Mouton, mean
and have sponged and bandanged
him, and he seems quite recovered"
She paused. breathless, and Cissie
crimsoned with self-reproach. By way
of penance and atnement, she took
the first chance of suggesting that Miss
st. Clair's lesson in tennis had better
come off soon.
why not tomorrow 1 know Mr..
Athelney is disengaged; and We can
get the Mayhews and Freddy Brand
just nice party for dinneI"
Lady Cecilia approved ; Ada acqui-
eSced sweetly, and withdrew to arrange
an effective toilette for the occasion.
81 met Medlock to-day" announced
the Squire the next day at luncheon.
He's going back to Leicestershire to-
morrow, and taking Athelney with him.
I never knew he was staying at the
Vicarage. He's coming with Athelney
this afternoon, of course. He was COM
ing to call but l told him that would
do as well. He's tennis-mad, l believe
plays splendidly. Another teacher
for you, Miss st. Clair"
Thanks you are very good" muir
INJURED the fair Ada confusedly; ''but
I'm afraid-so many people-my recent
mouTning-yOu must excuse my appear
ing"
Nonsense You went to Mallow-
dale. Don't be shy ~
"Very good. " said Ada sweetly.
But later In the afternoon, when Cis-
sic went to Miss st. Ciair's room to an
nounce the arrival of some of the guests,
she found the shutters closed. a smell
of eau de Cologne, and Ada with wet
bandage on her head, Totally prostrate. .
CissIe sympathIZed, and did ali she
could to make her comfortable, and
Observation-Disclosures the rest of
the day thoroughly.
Ada came down pale and extra Ian
guild the next day.
81 am going to try what fresh air will
do" she announced. 'No, thanks. Miss
Dsnnistoun /; I'D rather go alone"
The walk appeared to have done her
good. She came in 50 fresh and bright
that the squire was actually comph-
mentary.
You look another woman ~ he ex-
claimed. "By-the-way, is Mouton still
under medical treatment I'd have
sworn it was his face saw looking out
of the chemists as | passed
81 was there getting something for
myself" said Ada demurely. 1T has
done me so much good"
"Then let's send for Athelney, and
have tea on the lawn and more tennis.
No; he and Medlock were of by the
early train. Brand then, OF somebody
or I'll play you twO."
Half an hour later the Squire and
Cissie were indulging IN some prelim-
mary practice, and Ada, having settled
Lady Cecilia and her crewel-work COM
fortably on a garden-seat, was arrang-
ing picturesque rustic tea-table under
the shade of big cedar. when the
Wears tall shallow preceded him across
the lawn, accompanying q second
shadow, belonging to stout hilarious
elderly gentleman in semi-clerlcal at
tire, carrying racket.
"Hallo !" shouted the Squire. "Not
gone yet?"
"We missed our train," began Mr.
Athelney.
"He fell asleep over his clothing club
report-ha, ha I" broke in DR.. Medlock,
in voice that shook the evergreens.
"Lady Grey had cough, and he sat up
all last night with her in the stable-ha,
ha. hal 1 saw the balls going from my
| bedroom window-ha, ha ! Apd now
I've dragged HIM here. Awfully hard
work it was, Miss Cissie-hs, ba Why,
Polly-Polly Lovedayl You here ?'-
and he faced round suddenly and cut
off Miss st. Clair In quiet retreat by
the far side of the belt Of rhododen-
drons. "How in the world did you
get here 2"
Miss st. Clair faced him for a minute,
first grew red, then pale, then gave a
pert little toss of her head.
That's my affair, DR.. Medlock. I'm
doing no HARM"
"Why, Doctor Medlock, do you know
Miss st. Clair? What is 1t p"-and
Lady Cecilia struggled to her feet, let
ting all her crewel-balls patter down
upon Mouton's nose.
"Know her, Lady Ceciliap Why,
I've d lctJcl III Lut pOOhCb iioA hci hio
ther Don't you remember our old
nurse LovedayP Here 1t is
"'Pollv's gone for a lady-heIp, and
has cast off her poor old mother. She
always was a genteel girl, and wanted
to play the lady. She gets twice her old
wages, and does half the work, and sees
the best of company; but why should
she be so secret about IL ?n
"Old fool I" muttered Polly unfilially
and emphatically.
She had quite recovered herself by
this time. and stood looking DR.. Med
lock in the face, with saucy defiance
that seemed far more natural than her
former languid serenity. The Squire.
as yet uncomprehending. put his arm
around his wife, who clung to him
aghast.
"Polly, Polly-to think that you
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