The west Tennessee star. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1888, 1888-11-16

really disturbed, ne 8aldf Il m reA4Iy
sorry it happened, old fellow. 1
hadn't time to hunt you Hp and get
| you to oOrroborate the report; in fact
/ knew you would deny it, after the
manner OF mankind in such matters.
! Any how, TIL tell you how it hap
pened.n Thereupon he proceeded to
relate the story Of his caves dropping at
/ the matinee, explained how the mis-
take occurred, and apologized humbly.
Il was at Geneva only a few days"
said Stanford, somewhat modified,
land did not make any acquaintance
at all" Then he asked: Have you
any idea who the girls wereP" Il
knew none of them personally, but
fancied that one was Mollie Curtis,
who lives on the avenue. Her cousin,
Jim Curtis, is a chum of mine; he
works on the Evening Noon. l have
heard him speak of her frequently" said
Gus.
"Oh, I wish you'd get me an in
PRODUCTION" said Stanford, hesitating
ly, then adding, apologetieally: "Of
course it's only natural for q man to
have some curiosity concerning the
woman whom it has been announced
he is about TO marry"
sob, of course" answered Gus, ''Tll
manage to get Jim to take us to call
on MolHe. I'd like to know her my
self She's such gay little girl"
As StanwOod took his leave, Gus
| chuckled to himself: THE leaven is
working, anyhow. Who knows but
that it may turn out match? I must
have misunderstood those girls. Their
tongues ran at lightning speed.
A short time after this Stanwood
and Landers accompanied Cousin
Jim" to call on Mollie Curtis. Stan
wood was not quite so much at ease as
usual, and it was some time before he
had an opportunity to breach the sub
ject which had occasioned the visit;
for Gus, with assurance natural and
acquired, appropriated the young la
dy's attention. Never had Stanwood
heard him talk so glibly and on so
wide a range OF subjects, from the
Bulgarian complication to the yacht
race. When he touched upon the lat
ter Stanwood summoned up courage
and interrupted him with what, under
other circumstances, he would have
considered objectionable rudeness.
Il beg pardon" he said, "but, Miss
Curtis, / believe you spent the sum-
mer at the lakes?" An overt wink
from Gus rather disconnected hlm.
Miss Curtis, mentally wondering
how he knew, answered: go, yes,
and such a lively time as we had!"
Il suppose you went down the st.
Lawrence and shot the rapids
mo, we didn't. We went the other
way and stopped at Mackinaw."
"Isn't it strange how many types Of
people one meets on such journeys,
and always some congenial onesP' OBJ
served Stanwood drawing her out, with
professional craftiness.
80, yes, we met such a nice party
from Louisville, so interesting party
of teachers. They were so gay, anC
enjoyed evcly thing so much"
Stanvv Gods interest waned instantly
for he had an unreasonable prejudice
against school teachers, and he en-
deavOred to change the subject. Nc
school teacher for.him! Gus, however
was more liberal, and was determined
to find out all about them, so he took
up the thread of talk where StanwoOC
dropped it, and boldly asked:
Did you meet a Miss Lester-Vir
/, ginia Lester-with that partyP"
why yes, how odd. Do you know
herP'
I NO" he answered, unblushingly
''but she's friend of friend of mine
and l saw her name among the list O.
l guests at the Leland.
I Eyes. She's such a lively girl. Hel
1 father was impoverished by the war
She has just finished school and com
> mences teaching soon. She was will
her aunt. Such dear girl
''Ah," answered Gus in a tone which
: implied that for him also, the subjec
: had ceased to be interesting. HI
5 asked: Did you go to the matine'
: last Saturday."
YES" she answered, innocently
!. for she had gone out of town fol
a week that very evening and haC
not seen the paper, nor since her re
turn any friends who could have en-
= lightened her: Maggie Semple, jessie
:: Colgan, Lucy Birch and 1. We had {
delightful time"
Il know what that means for mOrt
9 fortunate fellows" said Gus, II cal
q suppose a finale-a luncheon at tn,
Palladium, and a walk afterwards.
! His salary would not stand it, poo
Il fellow