The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1884-08-09
TENNIS-COURTING.
BY EMILY LENNOI.

ness.
$50 I thought" he said, flushing,
"That is the reason why L declined"
"Voigt Van Dyck," cried Amy, turn
ing her back upon him, when you
want to be disagreeable, no one can
surpass you"
He watched her passing through the
buttercups and daisies, and the tail,
fragrant grass to the smooth-shaven
tennis-court, where Leila Gray, Robert
Ransom and young Passavant were
busy putting up the net.
"There is an end to the old days for
ever" he said bitterly. Il haven't had
her an hour to myself since they came.
She could manage it well enough if
she chose, but she doesn't choose.
What fool [ was to imagine she cared
for me! Passavant has everything his
own way. There is a charm about a
half a million, but l didn't think she
would let that make any difference.
There he lay in the long grass, lone
ly, discontinued, bitter and jealous,
while Amy, with flushed cheeks and
sparkling eyes, entered into the spirit
of the game
'How well you bat, Mr.. Passavant |"
she exclaimed, when a twisted ball had
won for their side the hardly contested
odds.
Il am glad you think So" he an
swered with a sentimental smile. Il
am always glad to appear well in your
eyes"
STEADY, Mr.. Passavant?" cried Leila
Gray.
And the ball came flying over the
net at low range.
Aren't they the most prosaic low
ers?" murmured Passavant, as he went
to pick up the ball he had missed
They are more absorbed in tennis
than they are in each other, / believe.
Ransom never thinks of giving another
fellow chance. I've been racking my
brains for the last twenty-four hours,
Miss Amy, to make an opportunity to
speak to you-Ready, Miss Gray?"
Poor fellow!" said Amy, coqGottish-
Whenever I look at you, Van Dyck
glares at me furiously."
Are you afraid of Mr.. Van Dyck?"
Passavant shrugged his shoulders.
Hes bigger man than / amp he
said, obviously.
Amy laughed.
Il don't know what Mr.. Van Dyck
has to do with it," she said frivolous
~.
Hasn't he really anything to say?"
was Passavant's eager query. "Some
one told me you were engaged to
him."
At another time, Amy would have
resented this impertinence, but she
was piqueG now, and she answered
Lightly:
81 am not engaged to him. The
idea is absurd. We never should get
on together"
Il wish you two would pay attention
to the camel said Leila Gray, Grossly.
Its your service, Amy"
ALLOW mel' exclaimed Passavant,
scrambling after the balls.
And as he put one into Amy's hand
he squeezed it mot the BALI
THANK your she said with height
ened color. rs IL thirty thirty, Mr..
Passavant?"
NO; it's forty, love-"
This is what Voigt Van Dyck saw
and heard from behind the shrubbery
He know that love" was merely a term
IN the game, but it vexed him to hear
Passavant say it to Amy, just as though
1t were term of endearment.
The impudentpuppyl" he muttered,
and then got up to go away, just be-
cause he could not restrain his temper.
Amy had them all to supper, but
Nolgt did not appear, and he sent no
apology.
After supper they went out again to
that eternal tennis" as Van Dyck
called it Che was no admirer of the
game,) and played by moonlight and
the mellow glow of the Chinese Ian
terms which surrounded the court
This is lovely" said Ferdinand
Passavant, during little gap between
games. That white null hat is i'm
mensely becoming, Miss Amy. You
look very well by moonlight, or any
light for that matter But tonight
You remind me of nymph or a
fairy"
why not an angel ?" said Amy in a
railing tone. DO say an angel, Mr..
Passavant, or l shall be dreadfully dis
appointed"
You are an angel" he whispered,
land | adore you'll"
How charming!' she murmured,
half cynically. Il have never had any
one adore me before"
Don't laugh at mel I am desper-
ately IN earnest. Miss Amy, / love
you. Would you-couId you"
Well | really don't know"
How can You be so cruel? If /
should ask you to marry me, what
Would you answer dearest?"
Nothing herel" said Amy, shortly
MIR. PasSavant, for heavens sake stop
talking such nonsenser'
Nonsense Amy, you can make me
happy or miserable for life. Which
snail 1t be? Don't be angry with nv
eagerness. You need not answer now.
Let me see you alone after the game
Mr.. Ransom called Ready" then.
and Amy took up her racket with ting
ing pulses. She did not believe much
IN PasSavant's devotion; but if he
should ask her to marry him what
would she say? Voigt and she were al
ways quarreling. He was Jealous and
exactlng, and she felt sure that they
would not be happy together. Besides,
ne had never really asked her to marry
nm, and if she married Passavant with
his half a million
Game!' cried Leila Gray.
On, didn't mean to send the ball
on ont OF the court" Amy said contritely.
Let me go for it. Mr.. Passavant, won't
you go and tell mamma to send US out
some lemonade?"
Ihere wasn't much credit in that
wei. a1lctory, SAID Miss Gray TO her lover.
Ihey weren't paying attention, thong
Robert" &" '0''