Telegram-herald., 1891-08-14
HER COUNTRY COUSIN.
How Nick Weybridge Got Out OF
o Bad Scrapo.

How Nick Weybridge Got Out OF
q Bad Scrape.
You sea, 1t oil happened this way:
Nick Wsyhridgs had been waiting at
the Grand Central depot for the arrival
Of the western express. by which was
due his old chun. Reggie Bell The
express arrived mp 10 time, but with no
Reggie therein At which collapse Of
plans Nick. NIGHTLY wroth. strobe for
tho street, with hands showed deep in
his trousers pockets and his chin stuck
out squareiy in front OF him like tho
Jaw Of q surly bulldog. mutterin2
strong words about that Bell"
Whats that about BELIEF" nuted
forth . sudden sweet voice. Sully
Nick looked up and beheld two big vel
vety brown eyes smiling into his-eyes
belonging to q face that Greuze would
have loved TO paint. with its dainty
oval, it, peach bloom cheeks, and its
hair whose silken net seemed to pos
sess . magical attraction for gadding
sunbeamS The owner of the eyes and
voice was. TO use the language Of art,
study in black and white; to speak
plainly. . young woman coqucttishly
srrayed in . widows semi-mourninR.
whats that about Belle? Don't
you blame me, sir! Why. it's oil your
own fault you horrid, impatient boyi
Hero you sre. calmly strolling of into
tho street instead of waiting where I
could find you. and you look rs sulky
q bear with sore head. too!'
a. Ill &txs
blank stare.
why, what's tho natter?" she went
on "You don't seem tp know your
own cousin?" Then. with . charming
pout: I'm surely not grown so very
old and hideous. Mort that you can't
recognize me!'
Hero was evidently . big blundsr:
Deceived by some resemblance In fes-
ture. and misled by the chance remark
about Bell which she had overheard
and which she took a. an allusion TO
herself. this charming stranger had
mistaken Nick for some western cousin
she had come 10 meet Now, II tho
tempted one-for the girl was really
uncommonly pretty-had been .
straight walking. sober-minded young
man with modicum Of conscience he
would have donted the temptation and
set tho lady right with . polite bow
and explanation; she would have spol-
ogized-as IL there were any need for
apology-bowed, blushed and fed; and
Nick would have seen her face no more.
which would have been . great pity.
So he, who in nowise resembled tho
aforesaid strait-laced. sober-minded
young man. having no conscience to
speak of. and being endued with y fore
bead Of bronze and the tongue Of tho
old serpent after the frst shock delib-
erately up and spake:
'weil, my dear" "a calmly a. X no
had known her from child. II waited
and waited. and not seeing you, con-
cludsd you wasn't going to turn up
But I'm awful glad 70 see you" Which
was true. "As for your changing. why.
/ never saw you look so pretty in Ill
my life" And this statemc Mt also was.
rs Chsdband has il, herewith indeed. %
"You were very impatient though.
Mort-and stupid, ton SO therel But
III forgive you. dear. Where's your
luggage"
"Oh. that1I Be sent on after"
"well. come along then; the carriage
a waiting"
"whswi- whistled Nick. under lis
This is . high-ayer and no mistake.
Wonder who the dence she is-for that
matter who am I. too7 She's thor
oughbred. evidently; s'posc the dear
defunct' swas some bloatcd old bond
holder who married her for the sake oi
her face. By Jove' n spanking turnout.
too Shall + back out herc7 May turn
out another case Of 'vsulting ambition.
etc. No: I'll hold on She can't eat
me. in any case; could eat her, though
she's quite sweet enough. Well nay
ruhicon il this carriagestcp. and here
goes Co cross it," and he followed the
widow into the victoria Wonder who
on earth I'm supposed 10 be. thought
Mort. she called me- Mort7 Huml
Stands for Mortimer. Morton, and
Nsrfnas. too. for that matter. Eeadl
m omen Perhaps I'll wish I were
dead when she finds out the lay Of thu
Lard"
Well. Mort and how IL everybody
As homer" she began. as they swept up
Madison avenue
"0h. they're all right answered the
impcster, with y vagueaess perfectly
touching In its infni.ude-
Il should so Ike 10 see the old place
sesin. must try ard get up there
newt season How long is il. Mort
since I vas last there"
No answer from the nonplrssed Que.
"An right dear: Won't bother you
now. o. I Sc you want - look At tho
streets, zen rustic old thing. youf
Hal har snigvcred Nick in his
ele-v.. II srn evidently hays@ed
New Verb. I see. is the promised land
se ma so bs IL my nevly-sequired
eo--
And taking TIE hint the willy Mix
began 20 examine the brevn-stcne
fronts Of the avenue with an interest
slEnoss suspicious IN FtS intensity He
rsrticularIv delighted his inn scent ne
tim hy the xsliins snrsniousness with
which he inaufrcd. ss shev caught .
slsnpse of Central pAr<- what. that