Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1890-08-30

! TO Gne MOOR Win CT aJCer, anu as she
and Dick both stopped at once to pick it
up their heads bumped together vilely.
Both apologized profusely, of course.
Dick had rather guilty look when he
faced his friends at dinner an hour or so
later. When the four were seated on
the porch in the twilight, he bowed with
great politeness at the girl across the
way.
"Who's your red-haired friend?" in
quired Tom, surlily.
"A young lady l know" was the in
different response, as Dick thrummed
carelessly on his mandolin.
Take care" mouthed the other three
in unison, seeming treason. And then
the regular evening concert proceeded.
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The four friends had box at the Au-
ditorium for one of the Strauss concerts,
and Tom found his gaze wander every
now and then to the face of statuesque
beauty who sat in the parquet next to
girl with red hair. He was certain ne
had seen her somewhere, but could not
quite decide where. She wore a fluffy
white gown with wonderful pulled
shoulders, and he was forced to confess
that she was provokingly pretty. In the
foyer, during the intermission, he
strayed away and found friend who
introduced him. He was a little sur
prised to find that she was spending a
vacation at the home of the girl with
red hair who lived opposite to him.
Both young ladies were very inquisitive
as to how he and his companions got
along in their bachelors hall, but he
parried their questions with the adrOit-
ness of an old stager 1t was with diff
fculty, however, that he dragged him
self away and joined his friends in the
long room near the cafe where more or
less inviting liquids are dispensed. 1t
may readily be surmised, however, ehat
he made 40 revelations as to events oc-
curing in the interim.
That night, just before the Vas5ar
girl dropped off to sleep, she whispered
to the red-haired girl: ''You see, dear,
was the first to get an introduction to
one of your dudes, after all"
Nonsense, DEAR" croned the red
haired girl, with suggestion of Jri-
umph in her drowsy tones. 81 have
been on excellent terms with the little
one with the sash for over week"
Silence.
Somehow or other a sort of cloud
hung over the house where the four
young men dwelt. There were fewer
evenings spent by the four toge Their,
and tinge of restraint seemed to have
fallen over the party. Harry and Jack,
two of the handsomest and best
| behaved boys in the world, who had
hitherto been the life and soul of the
quartette, spent good many evenings
out as the summer wore on, and when
| they did stay at home were less CHEEKY
and light-hearted than formerly. They
smoked necessarily and assisted very
! little in the conversation.
By the merest accident one afternoon
Tot" returning from a slashing tennis
tourney at the park, saw Harry, all
about whom Dick, of course, had told
her, emerging from the house of ose of
her friends three blocks below her own
home She hid behind her terrier until
the youth had passed from sight and
then bounced in on the aforesaid friend.
a pleasing miss with pair of wicked,
swapping black eyes.
How long have you known him?''
was the fair callers greeting.
Without detailing the conversation it
may be stated that the black-eyed
beauty confessed to a six-weeks' ac-
quaintance with the departed one, and
from that the talk grew very confiden-
tial.
But do you know, Tot" said the
little hostess, as the red-haired girl
rose to go, that there's something
queer about that boy. If ever a fellow
loved me"-the black eyes glistened-
''he does, but he seems to have some
thing on his mind. Tot, am ashamed
to say it, but he has sworn he loves me
to death, and has never let fall so much
as hint about marriage. And more
than that mis- friend Jack, who lives
with him, goes about with lilly here,
my next-door neighbor, and SIZE says he
acts in precisely the same way"
During this speech Tots gray eyes
had been growing bigger and bigger,
while each particular red hair shone
with added brilliancy. Maud" she
gasped, another of those dudes-the
one with the black sash-is in love with
me, and his actions are precisely those
you have described in the other two.
There is mystery here, and we'll UNI
ravel it. Come up to my house Satur-
day night and bring Title with YOU"
The black-eyed one agreed and they
parted.
"Dick," demanded the red haired
girl, do you love me or do you not?"
They were standing in a seuuestered
spot in South Park on the scorching
Saturday afternoon. The young man
: fnmbled neryously at his sash. 'You
know do, Tot" he observed, meekly.
Then" answered the red-haired girl
unabashed, will you marry me?'
A plteous look came into Dicks face
'l-l-I-" he stammered and could get
no further
"You monster, your calculated the
red-headed girl, in white heat of pas
sion. You would have me a woman
scorned, would you? You say you love
ME. You Bah! l asked you to marry
me for bluff, SO l did. Marry moth.
ing. You're a milksop, dude. You
pretend you love me because you want
a summer girl. l wouldn't marry you
now if you got down on.your knees and
begged me till you wore two holes in
the grass each big enough to bury you
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