The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1891-08-14
HER COUNTRY COUSIN.
How Nick Weybridge Got Out OF
Bad Scrape.


q Bad Scrape.
| You see. il all happened this way:
Nick Weybridgc had been waiting at
he Grand Central depot for the arrival
Y the western express, by which was
|uc his old chum, Reggie Bell. The
Express arrived up to time, but with no
Reggie therein. At which collapse OF
Slans Nick, nightly wroth, strobe for
he street. with hands showed deep in
Ms trousers pockets and his chin stuck
but squarely in front OF him like the
hw Of surly bulldog, muttering
trong words about that Bell"
What's that about BELIEF" fiuted
orth a sudden sweet voice. Sulky
nick looked up and beheld two big vel
5ety brown eyes smiling into his-eyes
Belonging to a face that Grcuzc would
Save loved TO paint. with its dainty
oval. its pcach-bloom cheeks. and its
|air W ,silken net seemed TO pos
ess n magical attraction for gadding
|nnbeams. The owner Of the eyes and
oice was, to use the language Of art.
study in black and white; to speak
blainly. q young woman coquettishly
krrayed in = widows semi-mourning.
1rxWhat's that about Belle? Don't
4 q blame me, sir! Why. It's I'LL your
~ fault, Won horrid, impatient boy!
Ia y you are. calmly strolling Off into
4 4 -r(et instead Of waiting where I
kld find you, And you look as sulky
y bear with sore head. too.'
Nick's only answer to ali this was q
blank stare.
why. what's the natter" she went
n. s'You don't seem to know your
wn cousin?" Then. with charming
but: I'm surely not grown SO very
IA and hideous, Mort. that you can't
ecognize me!''
Here was evidently a big blunder.
deceived by some resemblance in fca-
brc. and misled by the chance remark
bout Bell which she had overheard
nd which she took rs an allusion to
frself, this charming stranger had
istaken Nick for some western cousin
c had come to meet. Now, IL the
mpted one-for the girl was really
hcommonly pretty-had been a
raightwalking. sobcr-mindcd young
Ian with modicum Of conscience he
ould have fiouted the temptation and
h the lady right with q polite bow
hd explanation; she would have apol-
Eized-as il there were any need for
biology bowed, blushed and fed; and
iclx would have seen her face no more,
hich would have been great pity.
he. who in nowise rcsemblcd the
|oresaid strait-laced. sober-minded
pung man. having no conscience to
peak Of, and being endued with a fore
rad Of bronze and the tongue Of the
d serpent. after the first shock dclib-
Fatcly up and spake:
We'll. my dear" as calmly as II he
al known her from child, II waited
nd waited. and not seeing you. con-
uded you wasn't going to turn up.
ut Inn awful glad TO see you" Which
as true. 'As for your changing, why,
never saw you look so pretty in all
py life" And this statement also was,
Chadband has II, herewith indeed. Z
You were very impatient though,
iort-and stupid, too. So there. But
II forgive you, dear. Where's your
nggagc?"
oh, that'll be sent on after"
"wcll, CONF along then; the carriage
waiting"
''Whcwr' whistled Nick, under hi,
breath. "Thc carriage Is waiting. ch.
his is a high-flycr and no mistake
Wonder who the deuce she is--for thai
batter who am I, too? She's thor
ughbrcd, evidently; s'posc the 'deal
efunct' was some bloatcd old bond
older who married her for the sake d
er face. lsy Jovc! spanking turnout
Pc. Shall back out here? May turl
ut another case OF 'vaulting ambition,
tc. No; Ill hold on. She can't ca
pc, in any case; could eat her. though
she's quite sweet enough. Well, m,
ubicon Is this carriagc-step, and her
oes TO cross IT," and he followed thu
Vidow into the victoria. wonder wh'
= earth I'm supposed 70 be. though
Tort, she called me. Mort? Hum
lands for Mortimer, Morton, an,
fcrfnus, too, for that matter Egad
n omen. Perhaps Ill wish ! wer
cad when she finds out the lay Of tn
and"
We'll, Mort and how Is cvcrybod
homer" she began. Is they swept a
Madison avenue.
oh they're all right" answercl tn