St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-02-24
LOVES VACARIES,,


some ways"
"Dear old boy" she said, with a pref
ty SeriOuSneSS-real this time-1n her
voice and manner. 81 know Just what
you want, and I'll be the best girl you
ever saw. l do plague you sometimes,
Pm afraid; and you're dear! I'll be a
perfect angel to your model friend to
make 1t up. There! you never saw any
| thing so good as I'll be-"
Five o'clock that same evening found
Kitty sitting in state, prepared to fulfill
her promise to the very letter, and look
+! ing as if the active verb Ito fiirt" were
unknown in her vocabulary. She had
ordered tea in the big drawing room
an apartment which always had dis
! tinctly sOlemniZing effect upon her
and she had, after much consideration,
arrayed herself in brown velvet gown,
which she had finally decided upon as
quite graHdmotherly, and just the
thing"
She was sitting, from the same point
| OF view, in a high-baoked chair, with
her small feet sedately crossed ON the
| fender, when the dOOr-bell rang, and
she rose quickly, meaning to go and
meet her guest. But she stopped in
much-amused mock perpleXity.
| Would this be dignified2
Perhaps she ought to receive him in
state in the drawing room? Which
would be the most proper?
Finally she decided, with a little
laugh, that hospitality must always be
proper; and she few out Of the room to
make up for the delay.
She was in far too great hurry to
see where she was going, in the rather
I dimly-lighted passage, and before she
was aware of his presence she had cast
hnr nI inf a Of
| man who was coming towards her, ac-
cOmpanied by servant.
~ beg your pardonp" she gasped, as
| she recovered her footing.
cit was my fault entirely" he said,
| removing the arm in which he had for
| the moment been compelled to embrace
her.
Then the ludicrous side of the situa-
ton seemed to strike them, and an ire
pressible laugh broke from them stimuli
taneously.
"My brother is out" said Kitty, re-
covering herself with an effort. He
told me-"
She was looking up into the mans
face as she spoke, and suddenly stopped
short. Surely there must be some mis-
take. This could not be the ser ious
friend for whom she had repaired so
| majestic reception. This was a boy,
| positively jolly-looking boy, very lit
tie older than herself, apparently.
What did he mean?
Who was it?
Her perpieXity entirely deprived her
of speech. He stood waiting, evidently
surprised at her sudden pause, and mat
tiers had apparently come to deadlock
when another figure came down the
| paSSdge-a tall man, with a grave, for
! NAL manner, who bowed to her cere-
| monlously, and said:
~ will require to apologize to you,
Miss Faulkner, for this inopportune ar
| rival. Had any other train been avail
| able, should most certainly not have
dreamed of arriving at time incon-
| venient to my friend John.''
Kitty gasped.
This must be Andrew Lindsay, Johns
| serious friend-this must be the solemn
! Scetchman for whom she had been pre-
| pared; and ferveut thanksgiving arose
| in her heart that she had not precipi-
| tated herself into his arms.
| But then-into whose arms had she
| precipitated herself? Who-Who I'm the
world was the boy?
With a mighty effort at presence of
| mind, she held out her hand to the elder
| man with smiie-a smile which her
| embarrassment rendered even softer
/ and prettler tn an usual.
sit is not inconvenient," she said. a
| little shyly, catching from him GER
| tain ceremony which sat most delight
| young manner. 'It is not inconyen-
lent. am always glad to welcome my
brothers triends.o
| but l like to know their Names"
| she might have added, as she stole a
| little glance at the boy.
| However, neither man seemed to
think his presence needed accounting
| for, and Kitty, with an underlined feel
+; ing that things might be clearer in a
brighter light, led the way to the draw
ing room ana proceeded to provide her
visitors with tea, in state of the deep
| est perpieXity, which, nevertheless, did
not prevent her taking them in in few
| quick, shy glances.
| Andrew Lindsay was, indeed, ap-
paling,. she said to herself, ruefully.
| Never had she heard any one use such
long words; never had she heard any
| one speak so very, very slowly and de-
| liberately. The temptation to break in
| and finish his sentences for him was al
most irresistible.
But why had Jack never told her how
very handsome his model friend was.
she thought, as she looked up at him
WHen SHe gave MIN HIS cup. what a
| good face it was, and what beautiful.
| kind eyes. 1t really was pity that he
soould be so dreadful.
Between the difficulty she experienced
| in making conversation with the man
| she did know, and her state of utter be-
wilderment as to the identity of the
| man she did not know, she found that
tea party of three the most embarrass-
| ing function at which she had ever been
forced to assist. She would have found
it next to impossible to follow Andrew
| Lindsay to the end of his sentences.
| even with free mind. How could she
be expected to do so when she kept dis
| covering herself in the middle of his
| speeches on the verge of asking that
| boy-who he was and what he had come
for?
At last, to her unutterable relief, she
| heard her brothers voice in the hall,
] and the next moment he was in the
| room.
''I'm so awfully sorry. Lindsay
he began.
Then he caught sight of the younger
man and stopped short. Andrew Lind
| say seemed to think he was waiting for
an introduction.
| II have a very great pleasure, my
dear john" he began, solemnly, in that
soft, slow. Scotch tongue of his which
| seemed to Kitty to harmonize so ex-
] actly with his ceremonious phrases and
general gravity of demean0r-I have the