Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1890-12-18

bel, and ne tCdHtcd no ono more
The one man whom the heat was power
less TO subdue was Gordon Noel. In the
most immaculate and becoming costumes
of white or straw color that genial officer
would saunter into the club at noontide,
looking provokingly cool and comfortable,
and, AS he expressed it, without having
turned a hair.
"Hotr' he would say Call this hots
Why, bless your hearts, fellows, YOU ought
to live in Arizona awhilel Gadl I've
come in sometimes from scout through
the ella desert and rushed for cold cream
to plaster on my nose and cheeks; it would
all be melted, of course; bat when | clap
ned it ON il would sizzle like SO much lard
In irving pan. And down at Fort Yuma
our hens laid hard boiled eggs from June
70 October" And then his eyes would
twinkle with fun, and he would bury has
dark mustache in the cracked ice OF his
iulep with infinite relish.
II say" uueried Mr.. Morris of his chum,
Terry, Jr., one languid afternoon after
Noel had jauntily strolled away, don I
YOU envy a Teller who can enjoy life Ike
thatr'
| Never saw anything like itl' quoth the
Younger. aOne would suppose that after
being slave all mawning in those beastly
works ought to enjoy little recreation'
but can't, you know. ;,
Queer dUciSs, those army fellers. Gad!
this love making by proxy is what gets me
this sort OF Miles Standish courtship
business. Shes prettier though. than the
original Priscilla.
How do you meang" queried young
Terry, vaguely He had been brought up
| nnder the thumb Of his elder brother and
from the outset had been given to under
stand that if he expected to share N the
profits he must learn the business. There
had been no college for him, and New Eng
land legends were sealed books
"Whv, | mean that 'twouldn't surprise
me bit ii we he'd modern version of the
old why don't you speak for yourself
Johns' He's with her incessantly
OH Miss Vincent you're speaking OF
Her names Mabel. thought, not-whai
d'you call herr =;
s'Never mind, Jimmy" said Norris rls
inr Come and have "a cigarette
And it was not only in the club, owe
their clears. that men spoke Significantly
of Noel's attentions to the lovely daughte
Of the house Of Vincent. 1t was not tbs
men. indeed. who did the greater part o
the talk. If they noticed and spoke of i
who1 must not the women have been say
inpl Noel, quitting the hospitable roof
Cousin Amos, had taken rooms down II
town. midway between the club aud tn
Vincent homestead, and those two point
became the limits of his field of action
The Withers household had gone to tn
MARYLAND mountains, and the massive mas
ter Of the establishment was treating him
self to months vacation.
= Almost all the pretty girls We're gone
: What more natural than that Mr.. Noe
y should SO frequently seek the society o
the prettiest of all, even If she were en-
v oa,red to Frederick Lane, as people san
: she was before he went away? There wa
I no nonitorial Amos to call him of, no ON
/ N hid him turn his devotions elsewhere
8 and she herself could see no harm, for wa
y not almost all his talk of Capt Lane, wa
. he not his loyal and devoted friend? IN
cantain's letters came every day. and h
seemed Dlrased TO know that Noel ha
sncb pleasant things to say OF him, an
vas so attentive--or rather kind, becaus
! If wasn't really on her account that a
c,me so frequently Tc be sure, Capt
} T.ane did not say much about the matte
~ way or the other; and if he saw n
harm If he expressed no dissatisfaction
Who else had any right to find FAULTY
: Her mother was the answer that col
science pricked into her heart quicker eve
than she could think. For days past I'll
r,ood lady's manner toward Noel had bee
Gaining in distance and GOODNESS. she
. m A. ease-worried about papa, was Nj
bel's attempt at self satisfying plea; br
conscience again warned her that she kne'
= hetter-far better. Her father, engrosse
8 in business cares that seemed only to II
crease with every day, had no eyes or eai
for affairs domestic; and so it resulted tn;
when Noel came saunterlng IN at evenn
With his iaunty. debonnaire, Joyous mai
- ,bere was no one to receive him bt
Mabel. and he wanted no one more.
Docs Capt. Lane know of this and a
nrove itgn was the grave question her m
cher had at last propOunded
: II have written TO him with the utmo
frankness, mother" was Miss Vincent