The Logan County banner. [volume] (Logan, W. Va.) 1889-1903, 1892-04-14
BAsHFUL DICK.
The Difficulties That Beset Him
in His Wooing.

The Difficulties That Beset Him
in His Wooing.
Dick was prepared for dull MORN
ing. Driving your sister is not the
most exciting occupation imaginable,
and when that sister and her betrothed
- occupy the back seat and are totally
absorbed in each other the situation is
almost dreary. Dick was feeling
Nv gloomy. -.-.-4.
t Jim Gardner and Carrie were a
pretty picture of devoted happiness,
Dick was no less pleasing as sample
yet shy.
Dick was bashful fellow, but he
was so handsome and blue-eyed, and
fair-haired and ,sun-burned, that his
nodesty was only an added charm.
Drive into Mrs. Ransom's, Dick"
said Carrie. Mother wants me to get
her spiced-pickle recipe"
Something blue and white was visi-
BILE in a hammock in Mrs. Ransom's
rear yard.
"Oh," Carrie murmured, Its Mrs.
Ransom's niece, Miss Faulkner, from
The city-some city. Sallie Decker
was telling about her. She says she's
Awfully rich and stylish; says she's
been here before, but she never dared
call on her. She says she's been to
Europe twice, and--well, that she's
too stylish for anything!" Carrie ended,
hurriedly
Linn gave decisive laugh, but Dick
sat painfully blushing. To be forced
70 encounter such a creature! He pre-
,erred being swallowed by an earth
quake.
Cordial Mrs Ransom came out at
sight of the buggy.
Come here, Maggie, she called.
"My niece. Miss Faulkner-Miss Cor
win, Mr.. Corwin and Jim Gardner.
I've heard You were engaged to Jim
Gardner, from Mecklinville, Carrie,
and | suppose that's the young man."
1t ended in agood general laugh.
But Dick was too bewildered to laugh.
For there was added to his awe the
element best calculated to reduce a
shy young man to the depths of misery
admiration.
mer garb in which blue predominated-
blue stripes,a IA. blue felt hat, blue lacings
in her blouse. She was black haired,
dark-eyed, pink-cheeked and the pos
SCISSOR of deep dimple.
lyon must come with us for drive,
Miss Faulkner, said Carrie, promptly.
go on, Maggie" said Mrs. Ransom
Dick stepped down, and Mss Faulk-
ner, withsa laughing word of depreca-
ton, stepped up; then Dick drove on.
Forgot the pickle recipe!" Carrie
cried.
IT Dick could have laughed with
them But he could not. His mood
was almost solemn He was not only
stiff with Embarrassment, but he was
startled. Had he ever seen her be-
fore? Where? 1t might have been in
some angelic visicn.
Miss Faulkner was charming as she
turned to him, with "a faint blush for
the oddity of the situation.
I'm rather unconventional to come
like this, she declared to Dick. Jim
and Carrie had settled back to a duet
but do love to drive"
You do?" said Dick.
He meant it to sound genial, but he
knew it sounded stiff.
Il think the roads about here are
beautiful" said Miss Faulkner But
the names you call them! I've heard
of the crab road and the old cider mill
road"
And the Josiah Hinckley road"
- IN odd
II should think you'd call this the
rick-rack road" she said, scanning its
winding length.
Dick laughed. If only the blood had
not gone tingling into his face the next
minute! 1t was the sudden recollection
that Miss Faulkner had been twice to
Europe which made it.
Aunt Mary thinks there's no place
like Norwood said Miss Faulkner,
brightly. ut is very pretty"
mot so very" said Dick.
Her blue sash blew into his lap, and
he did not know what to do about it.
But it is" snid Miss Faulkner Are
there many young peoples"
Not very many" said Dick
He wished Carrie and Jim would
help him out, but they were fathoms
deep in low-toned dialogue.
Il think / should know" said Miss
Faulkper, whispering and smiling,
that your sister was engaged, even if
hadn't heard it"
sits plain enough" said Dick.
If she were not so stylish, SO rich
hadn't been abroad SO frequently!
And if he were not haunted by that
queer notion of having seen her before
IF didn't bring my book along"
she calculated, thumbing her hitherto
forgotten pamphlet. "A silly little
thing was reading in a hammock-a
regular Lamm ock novel Molly's
Lovers Molly has six. frantic lovers
so far, and I'm expecting seventh
every minute
Why couldn't he think Of something
to rejoin? He should think of the right
thing later, he knew. He flicked the
horse and thought Of saying something
about the length of her visit, but that
brought to mind the imposing glories
to which she would return. Rich,
stylish, travelled, and Dick had never
been farther than Harrington in his
honest, healthy life.
But he mustered courage for des-
perate final effort
Haven't seen you before?" he,
said, rather bluntly-
me? Wherc?" said Miss Faulkner.
That's what don't know, he said.
lamely, but ] thought-why some
howl don't know; can't explain it.
Maybe never have"
He expected no reply TO that STAN