The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1886-12-11

| your bread now and then, laughs Ray.
mond, swapping one OF the insect tribe from
off the cloth.
This is the way the ancients used to
dine, Dick remarks, stretching himself out
on the sward, and resting on one elbow.
Their legs must have been more timber
than mine, mUtters Tom, who is trying to
sill up like tailor, but he looks SO uncom-
! Portable that they all laugh.
"Ha, ha, ma! Warner, Won never could
be tailor, cries Raymond.
NO, I'm TOO plaguy fat to sit in this po
sition, he replies, unrolling himself like
huge ball.
Claude, / invited Sharp over to take
tea with us this evening"
She starts slightly, as her father says
this, and a little frown gathers on her brow,
quickly dispelled, but not, however until
Dicks observing eye had noted it. He is
silent for a moment, wondering why this
information should SO affect her. He is
conscious of growing dislike for this man
Sharp, dislike which almost amounts to
hatred.
I'd like to know what YOU are racking
Your feeble brain about now, Tom mum
bles, his mouth full of biscuit, and with
careless disregard for etiquette.
Dicks face fiushes slightly as he rouses
sciously fallen.
Il beg pardon" confusedly; II was
thinking what delightful day it was.
by Joye, no one would have guessed
your thoughts, them" laughs Tom, as he
reaches forward TO rescue the marmalade
from n huge ant.
Claudio brightens mp again, and resumes
her usual cheerful manner.
"Ohl how | wish / had thought of my
sketch book this morning when we
started" she exclaims. with a little gesture
OF impatience What lovely view one
has of the lake from this point"
=" 1t is, indeed, splendid view, Tom
chimes in, looking straight at the lunch
spread ont before him, into which he has
been making great inroad
Miss Raymond is not thinking of max
ing sketch of that plate of sandwiches,
which you are SO intently regarding, old
fellow" remarks Dick, laughingly. She
spoke of the lake,
well, so did 1. Has q fellow got to
stare at and point toward everything he
speaks of, i'll order TO make you understand?
Miss Raymond, do you think this is kind
in him, because | am blessed with q moder-
ately healthy craving for food, to chat
me sou Tom tries to say this in grieved
and injured tone. aud succeeds in making
everyone laugh.
Moderately healthy craving for food
quotes Dick. ~Oh, Toni And he breaks
into peal of laughter, which is taken up
by Raymond and Claudio Tom pretends
to be very much offended, and rising,
struts away in a very dignifed manner,
which only brings out renewed mirth.
Do you think he is really offended?'
Claudio manages 10 say ut last.
He offended? bless YOU, no. The idea
of Tom Warner, one of the best hearted,
best-natured fellows in existence being Of
Tended. And so speaking Dick rises, and
producing from his coat pocket bunch of
choice havanas, offers them to Raymond,
saying: Try one of them, Mr. Raymond,
YOU viii find them first class" And select
ing one for himself he lights it and puffs
away n supreme contentment.
Everything is packed away and conveyed
10 the boats, then for a short time they
wander about idly and aimlessly, waiting,
as Raymond says, until the sun begins to
decline, so that they may use the trolling
line, with some prospect of success, on
their homeward voyage. Dick and Claudio
have separated somewhat from the others
and are wandering together, here and there
gathering the wild flowers which grow in
abundance everywhere, and finally stopping
under the green boughs of a broad-spread-
ing beech she carelessly arranges a dainty
bouquet Of daises and forget-me- nots.
Miss Raymond, will you tell me why
You seem so averse to referring to Mr..
Sharp"
She looked up somewhat startled at this
bold question. but what her reply would
have been he never knew, for at this mo-
ment his attention was attracted by hiss
ing sound at his feet, and looking down he
beheld small snake rearing its head high
up and darting its fangs out maliciously.
Her answer was cut short by a little scream
of terror as she stepped back, clinging to
his arm in fright
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