Thomas County cat. [volume] (Colby, Kan.) 1885-1891, 1889-05-23

and 90 Handsome, and really quite like
gentlemen. " mild.y demonstrated Susie
Brown. who was calling.
s.L6ke! But want the men know
to be gentlemen. and don't believe q
gentleman would think Of pedliine
either teeth or tooth-hrushes. One il
of no higher grade Of business than
is the other"
II think you are right" observed
Mr.. Heming, Susie's escort, and the
very quiet assistant of Mr.. Brown, our
druggist.
Mr.. Heming had been a stranger q
year before this, but he had come to
Meadowside well recommended. Be-
sides. he was so very plain. it would
never have paid him to be any thing
but ''eminently respectable
''Of course l am right!' l cried.
why. these men may be part of a
gang of burglars, instead of gentle
men or men of honest and honorable
calling. What if they should be some
of the scamps who broke into DR..
SCOTS house, over in Lebanon, and
carried of his instruments and his new
DENTIST chair? I know they shouldn' t
come here as they go to so many
houses, particularly with father and
Jim away. should never have a mo-
ment's peace!'
II should think you would feel
timid as it is" remarked Susie. with a
glance round the room. We were eat
ing fruit in the dining-roo:a, where
the sideboard and buffet were crowded
with silver and pretty things.
Where do you keep all these?"
asked Mr.. Heming. ''You surely do
not leave them exposed in this way
during the night!'
''Oh. no, indeed! They are all car
ried up into mothers room. Mine is
next to it. 1t is a terrible nuisance,
and if they were mine l should just
leave them here The house is safe
enough
''You have burglar-alarms, I sup
pose?"
mo, we have not Father talks of
getting them, but there it stands-at
talking"
''Then you do not sleep alone?"
'.Indeed, do. The boys are in the
nursery and the servants in the attic.
But like to be atone. Dear me! !
don't think l could stand it without a
few hours to myself. Listen! That's
the way it is from morning until night
just excuse me while / settle them"
I ran upstairs, and when 1 came
down Susie and Mr.. Heming were
ready to take leave, and waiting under
the hall-lamp.
Il believe this will be a MATCH" ]
thought, as 1 kissed Susie ':And
really" carrying on the same thought
as went slowly upstairs again, II
don't see why it would not be a good
thing. Susie is certainly quiet. pref
ty little thing! And he is not half
such fright as thought him. There
was quite glow in his eyes tonight.
Usually. he is as dull as ditch-water.
Not much like those everlasting Child
ester Brothers.
As set my candle on my dressing
table, saw reflected in the glass the
scornful curl of my lip at the mere
thought of those Cheap Johns. as l
had named them. No respectable den
fist would do such thing as this bust
ness of theirs. Where did they get
the means to live as they did. while
they carried it on? Puzzling over it,
1 fell asleep and dreamed of-Mr.
Heming and Susie mixing and rolling
pills together upon mothers silver
salver.
Two weeks later a party of the
young people came out to spend the
last evening of my loneliness with me.
Father and mother were coming home
the next day, and was heartily glad
of it. Jim was in Boston, finishing his
trip with some college friends Among
my guests of the evening were Susie
Brown and Mr.. Hem,ng. Molly Hayes
and one of the Chidester Brothers.! 1
could hardly believe my eyes But
Molly was as unconcerned as possible,
introduced him with that little air of
hers which always says to me as plain
ly as words: ''See what l have
caught" and ratified away all the
evening as usual. AS for him. he be-
haved very well, and, although / did
not exchange words with him after
the introduction, must say l enjoyed
looking at him on the sly. Nothing l
had heard of his looks had done him
injustice.
They all staid late. Mr.. Heming
and Susie were the first to leave, and
Molly and the Chichester the last
After they had crossed the doorstep l
saw him pause aud glance back at the
hall and the stairway. It was a Pc
culiar and searching glance, and gave
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