Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1894-10-05

Dorothy or Miss Green.
RE attired himself with great care,
In shooting clothes that were e. great
deal too new, and soupcon Of scent
hung about him as he walked with a
self-satisfied air into the breakfast
room. He cast sharp and critical eye
over Gilbert hoping to find that want
OF means or want of taste would be-
tray itself; but not fault could be
found with the shooting suit that
looked worn, but was well worn, and
John realized, as he looked, that there
was an Undesirable something about
the wearer that he, John, could never
arrive at
He played his cards very we'll, he
thought, during the days that fol-
lowed--days in which Gilbert had
plenty of opportunities for finding
himself with bad headache, as he
watched John making secret love to
the girl he cared for so much
The men started early one morning
for an outlying cover that was gen.
orally supposed to produce rocketers,
and that was kept as a bonnie bouche
for the end OF the weeks shoot. The
ladies were to drive out to lunch, and
Dorothy and Miss Green, who were
rival photographers, were to send
their cameras out in the luncheon
carts.
On arriving at the side of the wood
Mr. Ridge, the headkeeper, had few
minutes conversation with Lord Har-
ley, and then set about placing their
guns. "Will you get through that
gate, If you please, Mr.. Beasley, and
stand at the end of that hedge; and
you, Mr.. Hurst, II you please, will you
stop about where you are now?" and
Ridge hurried off to place the great
men of the party at the corner of the
covert, at which point the birds were
expected to break, Lord Harley taking
a middle place.
Soon silence reigned in the ranks: it
was a perfect early winter day, and as
Gilbert turned his head and looked
away over the beautiful English land
scape his thoughts were far more of
Dorothy than of pheasants, and it was
not until great hare had come Looping
out of the covert and had run almost
between the feet of the keepers son,
who, weighed down with Importance
and cartridges, was acting as loader,
that he turned his thoughts to the
business before him. Soon something
more than the "tap-tap" of the ''stops"
could be heard, and sound as though
Bedlam was let loose gave the pleas
ants and the guns an idea that it was
time to be up and doing.
A few shots at some stray birds, then
muttered Here they come" from
Lord Harley, and soon everyone was
blazing away.
Contrary to Ridges expectation, the
birds broke John Beasley's end of the
covert, and not only did that gentle
man let fly at everything that came his
way, but he had turn at everything
that was rightly Gilberts-a more sys-
tematic robbery was never perpetrated;
and Lord Harley, who was not getting
much shooting, had plenty of time to
see what was going on, and to wonder,
as Lady Harley had wondered, why he
had asked John to stay with them.
Gilbert, though very good shot,
had lost his temper and had shot badly;
he swore at the lad for not being
quicker with the cartridges, and could
have kicked Beasley when he sauntered
up to him after the heaters were
through and remarked: Not quite up
to the mark to-day Hurst; you let a
lot Of these birds get away. Heavily
handicapped, not having good loader;
my man is capital chap, was with
Lord Greystone, you know, six years,
and has been two with me-ought to
know something about it."
81 am afraid you were not very well
pleased, Hurst" said Lord Harley,
coming up and casting glance full of
meaning at John; 1--WE must look after
you better next time;" and there was
a kindly ring in the old mans voice
| that did much to sootbe Glib srts
ruffled temper
Dorothy and Miss Green came out
before lunch to enable them to see a
drive down in the low ground AS the
guns were placed behind a high,
struggling hedgerow John was sorely
tempted to ask Dorothy to stand by
him to witness his skill and prowess,
but prudence conquered, and Miss
Green was selected as his companion.
Twill you stand by me, Miss Lane?'
asked Gilbert. II am afraid you will
not see any brilliant shooting, but
will do my best. Let me unroll your
waterproof and can make you com
Portable seat here in these dry leaves
and you will be sheltered from the
wind"
II am so afraid" said Dorothy
scanning the sky that had become
somewhat overcast since morning
that it will be too dark for photog-
raphy, and wanted so to get group
it is getting late, too, and the heaters
seem a long time getting into line.
She knelt down in the leaves that car
peted the side of the hedge, and peered
through small opening.
"Oh! can see them now quite plain
ly. Just look-they are down by the
osiers, and will soon be here"
Gilbert knelt by her side, and held
back some brambles that intercepted
his view, his heart beating furiously
and his hands trembling as he found
his face so dangerously near to Dor
othy's.
A sudden peal of laughter, and Johr
Beasleys voice calling: Are you two
saying your prayers?" brought Gilbert
to his feet and the blood to Dorothy:
i face.
Angry words sprang to his lips, but
he was silenced by an appeal from g
pair of very soft brown eyes, and turn
ing toward Dorothy, he said: