The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1890-03-21

vrrv evrn. Whsn q last TIA supper boil
rang Louis had passed = delightful two
hours, nnd needed no urging 70 promise .
come agasn SOM
Day sffer day he Played there. or thsy
Al played 6 the court he had had made q
the .-new place. " ~ bis uncie's house vss
called Mary Crawford Vas always Of the
party. and often one or another Of the
village youths. When il rained they played
ouoits In the Chesters' harm joe dis
covered that, after I'll, Louis could beat
him at Tennis or Almost anything else be
suggested, and henceforth looked mp 70
him ~ 3 model Of athletics and manHness
In general
The days and weeks passed. but Louis
found Il harder every hour 70 decide The
sweet reserve Of Mary or the quick Wit Of
Giadysf He would have chosen the latter,
perhaps, bat for his mothers evident
preference for Mary. Dotty surprised him
most Of all, and was by no means an unim-
pcrtans member Of the group. she was 30
fulI Of life in the tennis court and 30 quietly
kept herself in the background elsewhere.
Finally, about the first OF September, the
Wcrthington's decided. - their new house
Was ready for them, 10 give house
warming" Louis told himself that he
must settle the question that night Two
months were gone, and he must have some
time after his wooing and winning. He
felt sure he could love either-but which 7
The preparations for the fete were extern
sive, As ali the mill hands-his own and
those from the cotton miils-wers invited
to grand supper on the lawn, while the
house was reserved for his own friends.
He liked the English way OF doing that
sort of thing. and did il in very generous
manner. He had found, after all. that
there we're other eligible girls in Trainvilie,
though he had not turned toward any OF
the,- with matrimonial views: and with
these, their brothers and . few college
friends, imported for the occasion. he
thought the affair might be . success. Ii
was.
The night was glorious-not moonlight,
but with . multitude of stars. The lawn
was brilliant with japanese lanterns, and
frequent fireworks delighted the younger
and the older of the mill people.
After Louis had inaugurated their supper
with mild toast-drunk in lemonade, as
he wasn't quite English enough to think
beer good for them-he felt At liberty to
join his other guests. These he found en-.
joying the fine music Of the city orchestra,
and, for the most part, having thoroughly
examined the beautiful house. making
good use of the melody for dancing.
After greeting again various people.
Louis sought out the group where the Ches-
tiers and Mary Crawford were, and, after q
few moments, asked Gladys for . turn.
Then Mary. Then he would have asked
Dotty, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Where Is Miss Dorothy7" he asked
Gladys. The girl had told him once, with
vehemence that amazed him, that she
hated to be called Dotty.
I'm sure ] don't know" answered her
sister. 81 believed she had some little
mishap and mamma Is probably repairing
it," and she swept away into waltz with
. smile at Louis.
But he saw Mrs. Chester talking to his
mother. He really must ask Miss Dorothy
for dance. you know. but II she was in
the dressing-room he must wait. Seeing
every one occupied and apparently enjoy
ing the music. he wandered out to the only
part Of the grounds he had reserved for his
special guests.
There Was lovely little nook natur
ally enclosed by hawthorn hedges.
and he concluded it to be empty now.
Very good place to think. which, He
was as much at sea as ever, and was walk
ing along discensolately, trying. man-like,
to find some solution by piunging his
hands deep in his pockets. when he heard
the upmistakable sound of sobbing near
him. He stopped abruptly and then went