The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-06-21

we shall have hard days work before
us. That over, we kiss our beloved and
highly respectable parent and see him
comfortably into his omnibus en- route
to the city, IS usual-for, of course, he
won't dream of going to the Derby.
Papa out of sight, we hurry OFF to
one of the theatrical costumers, pre-
viously arranged upon, and make up,
as, believe, they say on the stage, for
our respective parts.
Finally, we jump into the smart
hanson that is ready waiting for us
outside, end-'IIi tiddley hi ii, hi ii ii
away we bowl to EPSON.
There, that's the programme,
Blanche; beat it if you CAM
And pretty Maud Beverley, evidently
highly delighted herself, gave vent to
her overlooking amount of spirits by a
wild dance around the room, finally
subsiding in breathless state on to the
sofa where sat her sister, and giving
her hearty kiss as she pumped down
beside her.
Maud and Blanche, the pretty dangh-
tiers of John Beverley, highly re-
spectacle something" N the city, and
a widower. living in Russell square, had
long had burning desire to go to the
Derby, but as yet, much to their dis
gust, their within had not been gratified.
Their father somehow did not seem to
see it.
'All right for men," he would growl,
but mo place for young ladies'"
10 h.
both sisters to the feelings Of Algy Bar
ton and Gus Travers, the two eligible
young men to whom respectively they
had pledged their troth.
Alas, the bosoms of these two gen.
tlemen were as obdurate as old Mr..
Beverleys.
Algy, who was as rule anything but
strait-laced in his ideas on things in
general. hummed and hawed, and final
" agreed with their father that the
Derby was no place for lady Angus
tus Travers simply east up his eyes in
horror and groaned aloud, at the bare
mention of the idea.
But then Augustus, as all the world
knew, was very good young man in-
deed-much looked up to, as they say,
by everyone.
There were men, Algy Barton among
them, who put Master Gus down as a
hypocritical prig. Joseph Surface"
Algy always called him, behind his
back-but what good man has not his
detractors IN this world, / should like to
know?
Defeated at all points, then, the two
sisters, after long and patient con-
sideration of the circumstances, as they
laughingiy observed, agreed to adopt
the only plan left open to them. name
w.. to take the law into their own
hands and slip off to the Derby on their
own account
And depend upon it," said Maud
with merry laugh, 1--WE shall enjoy it
all the more. Stolen sweets are always
the best, you know"
Oh. they were two nice young ladies,
Miss Beverley and her sister, l can tell
You. To see them walking sedately
along Russell square of Sunday morn
ing, with their father, on their way to
church, Maud escorted by that model
young man, Augustus Trsvers-Algy
Barton generally met them coming out
OF church-looking as if butter wouldn't
melt in their mouths, no one would
ever have credited them with planning,
much less executing, the mad escapade
l am about to put on record.
The Derby day arrived in due course,
and lovely one it proved to be. In
fact with our two adventurous damSelS
the whole success of the piece, as they
laughingly said. rested on the kindness
OF the clerk of the weather; for had he
been in a bad temper and caused it TO
rain, the young ladies had settled in
their own minds 10 abandon the eXpe-
dition, which would have been painful
to their feelings in the extreme. So
when they looked out OF the window and
saw its sun shining its brightest, with
every prospect ot glorious day, they
said so many pretty things with refer
ence TO the aforementioned head OF the
weather department that, had he been
listening, he must have blushed deep,
rosy red-he couldn't have helped il,
I'm sure he couldn't.
The first proceeding of the day, ana
not the least important, Breakfast
with a capital B-being over, and their
beloved parent, looking the immaculate
British merchant more than ever IN
spotless white waistcoat that covered
his portly chest. having taken himself
off citywards. Blanche-naughty little
Blanche-as she pinned his usual flower
in his buttou-hole, and kissed him on
the nose, having the hardihood 20 tell
him that he looked so smart she be-
lieved he was going TO the Derby on
the sly, eliciting a playful growl from
dear papa, of Pooh. pooh, the Derby
indeedi What nnnSAnss Ean talk