Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1888-07-04
s., 1 Thank yon, Miss Capell.

s# 23' Think Won, Miss Capell"
Entirely welcome, lam snre'' S5
Mollie turned her back, and xhey both
studied vigorously. s>~ ...I
She blames me-" said Judy to the
widow, dropping her book, :" because I
stood between her and what frightened
her?n "'~ r.. -
"Dld you speak, mademoiselle?" ~:
Yes, l did, mademoiselle.' You called
me Miss Capell twice handwriting, and l
wouldn't,stoop to call you Miss CLOSEUP
You said I was a scrawny dyspeptic."
"You said I flirted."
| "Well, you did fiirt-you firted scandal
ously." VIZ -. ~ !
"And you know you're scrawny. And
don't you have to take pepsin after every
meal!-and the whole school knows how it
acts on your temper"
~ should like to have few undisturbed
| moments to myself this morning. said
Mollie Close, holding her book in tremb-
hing claws II shall 60 into the bedroom
and if you try to follow me shall lock the
door,"
"Follow you! Iwish I might never set
| eyes on you again."
$50 do I. Heartily. Our friendship is
at an end.'
Miss Close walked into the bed.room.
~ snail ask to have my room changed at
noon,' she observed. 'And Pm going to
take down my dresses and fold them right
| away"
When she had been engaged in this i'm
proving labor long enough to be Modified
ny recollecting the successful recitation
ste had made in the blue dress, and dis
covering some forgotten caramels in the
pocket OF another, pecking began upon
the door, which increased to pounding.
Miss Close heard it not. She continued
folding her wardrobe ready for departure.
May come in, Mollie?''
~ said if you tried to follow me should
lock the door"
20 don't lock the door! It's all my
fault. We never Quarreled in our lives
that it wasn't my fault"
"Well, Judy, you are to blame. And
you annoy me moro than can endure.''
I" l know do. I'm so horrid! Do for
give me. ache more than can stand"
Come in, then,'' granted Miss Close.
II really havn't any right to keep you
| out of the bedroom"
Judy came in downcast, with glowing
| lips and eyes, and gazed at her chum.
| II wish l wasn't so hungry to be
| liked" she said, suppressing sob.
'There'll never be any body that likes me
enough.''
1--WE bring our troubles on ourselves in
this world" observed Miss Close, in that
didactic tone which always chilled the
opine Of her more ardent friend
| At that point, the presidents pert little
daughter. who, sometimes, condescended
to carry cards. rushed in with bang, and
projected an oblong bit of white at Judith
Capell.
miss Capen, Colonel Montgomery's
been waiting in the reception-room to see
you this long while, and if you don't
hurry in Sally Smith will begin her noon
your ears for the noise.''
Just after the simultaneous thunder
which the entire boarding school produced
by drawing their chairs to sit down to din
ner, Miss Close said to her friend:
| land what did the wild buffalo want in
! his to-be-continued?'
| He wanted to enliven my deadly vaca-
ton here by taking me to Newark to see
the Fourth of July parade"
81 suppose any proposition he makes will
be agreeable to you," said Miss Close, Sit
ting upright with the disapproval of anoth-
er's admirer, which even pattern girls will
sometimes manifest. She shot plates past
herself like shuttles as they came from the
carver's hands"
| You judge from your own former
anxious standpoint" replied judy. And
she added with the passionate pessimism of
Julth, =" but I'm with Hamlet myself.
Neither man nor woman will ever be any
thing to me again. And will never, never
worry any more about any ones frame
work or digestion or engaged Affections
Still, when commencement hustle was
over and the lonely ache of vacation had
begun in Judith's solitary heart, when
empty rooms echoed, and she dared not
practice in minor chords for fear of sobbing
| herself, it gave her throb of unconfessed
! delight to sit beside the Colonel on the
Fourth of July morning. He drove slender
| limbed, black horses from the blue grass
region. His entire turnout was an orna-
| ment to the landscape, and that landscape
| was an ornament to the State. There were
green hills melting against the sky and
valleys downy soft with verdure. Dense
ranks of dewy fern brushed the carriage
wheels, and bits Of wood views opened to
and receded from the eye like enchantment.
Judith's gloved hands were folded on her
white lap. 1t was the year when hats of
cactus braid were introduced, and she wore
one with peoples punched above her face,
The brilliant and defiant young face kept
its side curve toward the Colonel.
~ put the question to you now because
can't wait any longer" said the Colonel.
| II don't want to be engaged" said Ju-
dith. Engagements reduce the sum of
human happiness"
The Colonel laughed.
my roommate got herself engaged to a
man, and it spoiled her. have seen the
folly Of such things, and am going to
carve out my future''
"You dear child, you couldn't carve a
good-sized roast. And future is tough
thing to tackle. have great big heart
for you, my darling, and its lonesome like
you are"
"Oh, Fm not lonesome" said Judith,
lifting an Indifferent chin. II always feel
myself in good society with Miss Capell."
| The Colon el launched AGAIN