The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1886-04-29
great surprise and embarrassment, ex-

thing of the Sort said Miss Paxton,
half in fun, but with little annoyance
in her tone. but it isn't eleven vet,
and we shall be but a short time in the
saloon"
''But, persisted Horace, Il assure
you, Miss Paxton, that you must excuse
me very soon. | am to meet
s'Oh. do come,'' said Miss Paxton, who
had taken few steps nearer the door of
the restaurant. I'VE shall have plenty
of time.
Yes" said Miss Willard, hurrying
after her. you wouldn't be so ungal-
liant, Mr. Brand, as TO refuse us just a
few minutes?"
Miss Paxton opened the door, and the
two girls went in. Neither of them
turned, after they entered the saloon,
and Horace remained on the sidewalk
in far greater perpleXity than ever in
the course of his nineteen years he had
found himself What should he do?
What could he doP To neglect his ap-
pointment was not to be thought of.
But eleven o'clock was striking then,
and he could not be in two places at
once. Should he leave these ladies un-
protected?
Then followed feeling of indigna-
ton. He had fulfilled every obligation
to them. Through all his Difference to
them, and his strong desire to do his ut
| most in the way of attention, his sense
of right asserted itself, and he was keen
ly conscious that their treatment of him
was not simply unladylike, but absolute
ly rude.
Just then, to his inexpressible relief,
the coachman of his uncle who lived in
| town, an old servant tried and trusted
for twenty years, passed him. He
quickly called the man, and after few
hasty words and an anxious glance at
his watch, sped away as fast as his feet
could carry him.
Three creams mixed" Miss Pax
ton gave her order, and the young
ladies sat down, surprised that Horace
had not followed them.
| He seems in a great hurry to get
away" said Miss Willard. perhaps
we ought not to have kept him."
Nonsense. Who ever heard of
young fellow behaving so before! It's
positively rude in him.
One or two ladies with their escorts
were just leaving the saloon, and the
young women found their glances of
evident surprise somewhat embarras-
sing. Miss Paxton and Miss Willard
were now the only females left except
the walters. A few tables away was
| somewhat merry party of young men
who appeared TO belong to the gayer
class of college students. They were
evidently little excited by wine, and
their remarks We're easily overheard by
the girls, as they became more and
more surprised and alarmed at the non
appearance of Horace
pretty girls-eh?"
''Yes, blue eyes for me-"
mo, black, l sayn'
''Blue! Bluer' cried another. ''Sing
now''-and in voice sufficiently loud
to be heard by the girls, he sang
"'The bright black eye, the melting blue,
| cannot choose between the two
| How's the rest of that, Tom? All,
yes
"'But that is dearest all the while,
| Which wears for me the sweetest SMILE" "
''Ah-h-h-h!'
The singer laid his hand upon his
heart, and rolled his eyes III a manner
| that made his companions roar with
| laughter.
Ladies'" he said, rising and ap-
preaching them with champagne glass
| in his hand. "Do me the honor-to still
| further brighten the sparkle of your
eyesr'
Miss Marian was pale with fright,
| while her cousin covered her face with
| her handkerchief, and shrank back into
| corner.
stop, Varne," cried one of his
| friends, as he sprang to his feet, and
drew him back. ''You are forgetting
yourself"
''Am I?' he said, confusedly. Well,
l beg pardon-Im sure. | shan't soon
forget you, ladies'" bowng low to
them.
The others at once took his arms, and
led him out, one delaying to apologize
in a manner which showed him gentle
man-p pity that gentlemen should so
disguise themselves.
No one was left in the room but the
two frightened girls. They merely
tasted of their creams; they were now so
much disturbed that they had no appe-
tite left for them. As they passed out,
the cashier who took their money stared
curiously at them.
1t had been but few minutes since
hope that he might be waiting outside.
Miss Marian had scorching words and
glances in readiness for him, but there
was no opportunity for thus venting her
outraged feelings upon her delinquent
escort.
The bright moonlight cast black
shadows into the quiet streets as. tightly
clasping each others arms, with quick
h., al,
ed homeward. They started and with
difficulty repressed a scream of terror at
sight of a man standing in the recess of
window as they passed along.
Il do believe he's following usr' ex-
claimed Miss Willard, looking back
The other looked and saw the figure was
coming after them. ''Yes, he is! Hurry,
Em.' They hastened on and were now
almost out of breath. If they turned
their heads they saw the figure of the
man following on. AT last, exhausted
and half-fainting, they gained the piazza
of their aunt's house. The pursuer came
near and stood watching them until the
door closed. When they looked again
from the window of their room, he was
not to be seen.
There the rude fellow is now!" ex-
claimed Emily, as, seated at the window
the next morning, she saw Horace OPEN
ing the gate.
Coming to apologize, l suppose"
said Marian, tossing her head HE
might as well have spared himself the
trouble. I'll accept no apologies from
him, you may be sure. OF course we
refuse to see him.
She turned away in dignified anger,
as he raised his hat upon perceiving her.
No summons to the parlor came, how
ever, and when, half an hour later, the
girls saw him leaving the house, they
exchanged uneasy glances as their aunt
entered the room and sat down.
"A young gentleman has jast been
lnr.a :, sha SaiA ..i1n1niiI.i1ae If raach-