The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-06-09
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Il QO1 q see UDaO you neeQ Jake III 50 nucQ
to heart, Miss Erripgtonl Brothers are not
much good, after all For my own part, l
never look near my sister when she comes
out hunting. Indeed, only think it a
nuisance that she is there at all. But We'll
all look after you. You may follow me if
| you like"
The all conquering air of the tall, good
| looking man who comedies this supreme
favor to the pretty girl standing beside
him is almost excusable. Nature has in
deed been kind to Captain Jack Lester, for
| Pandora's box can hardly hold a better
prize in the eyes of most men with Anglo
Saxon blood in their veins than the abso-
lutte distinction he has won at every sport
he has turned his hand to.
To say he was a good man across country
was understanding the case; his reputa-
ton was almost European, and people who
had never set eyes on him talked about
Jack Lester as if he were public char
acter. His light, active, well proportional
frame, his keen eye, his quick intelligence,
and happy mixture of discreet, and dar-
ing, put him in the foremost rank; while q
most satisfactory balance at his bankers
helped to keep him there. He rode, on
principle, the best horses that money could
buy; he did well for himself, and withal
was enough of a good fellow for all men to
speak well of hirs. The girl to whom he
now addresses his conversation, and who,
in the smartest of habits, is warming her
pretty hands at the huge fire, built half
way up the chimney in the dining room
at Moreby Hall, is Miss Cissy Errington.
The rest of the party are already hard at
work at breakfast, but these two still
loiter and talk together and discuss the in
iquity of Miss CiSsy's brother in throwing
her over and going up to town for the day,
instead of plotting his sister over "big
places" in Blankshire. They have kind
of look of each other, as they stand there
side by side, inasmuch as both are fair,
slim and well favored. They both have
faces that are passport to the good will
of their fellowmen. The girl, indeed, with
her complexion of lilies and roses, dark
blue eyes and ripping hair, is downright
lovely, and the severe lines of a well made
hunting habit do not detract from the
grace of her tall, slight figure.
You had better get on with your break
fast, Miss Errington; the wagonette will
be round in no time" says the master of
the house abstractedly.
He is q man who hunts every day of the
week, and the morning half hour before
starting for the meet is all the time he has
to spare for the mere secondary affairs of
life unconnected with sport. There is now
a huge breakfast to be finished, telegram
70 be answered, two letters to be written
and glance to be given to the morning
paper, before it is time to be off, At More
by Hall hunting is the business of life, and
all the ladies are in habits and the men in
red coats.
Miss Cissy comes to the breakfast table,
and Captain Lester also, but it is a little
man with a square, honest face, and a
square, somewhat awkward figure, who
brings Miss Errington her omelet and her
coffee, and Tags for her in general She
sits between him and Captain Lester, but
though Mr.. Topham evidently is her slave
she has no eyes for any one but her good
looking right hand neighbor.
Their relative positions are the same in
the wagonette which conveys the Moreby
hall party to the meet, for Miss Errington
contrives to sit next TO Captain Lester, and
Mr.. Tophsm is equally determined to sit
next to her.
What are you going to ride, Miss Err
rington?" he asks auxiously. He really
wants to know. for he does not approve of
one or two of her mounts at all
Its Conversation S turn to-day" she re-
plies; 1.-The chestnut horse, you know"
"Oh, yes; know very we'll" he answers.
81 don't call him ladies' horse at all, Miss
Errington, and l have already told your
brother my opinion about him. Easy TO
ridel Yes, know he is, and fast, and a
good jumper, but an uncertain brute All
the Chit Chats are, and don't believe in
mealy chestnut"
How unkind you are, Mr.. Topham,"
says Miss Errington, half in fun and half
in earnest, TO abuse my favorite hunter.
You think him a good horse, don't you,
Captain Lestery" turning to him for con-
ISOLATION.
Good horse," OF course I do" returns
Jack Lester careleSsly. Don't listen to
old Tops he's a regular old croaker.
You could ride for your life on him"
There now. you sees" says Miss Cissy,
turning triumphantly to Mr.. Tosham, as
If she considered that Captain Testers
opinion must be law.
TOPS" looks slightly annoyed but does
not pursue the subject, He knows that
his opinion on horsefesh is TO the full as
good as Jack Testers, as we'll as be knows
that he is as hard man across the coun-
.rv as the other. and that il would take 4