Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1895-11-07

handle of her sewing machine. and bring
Ing out apparently endless yards of COM
pleted work. James head began to ache
with the monotonous noise, and putting
down her embroidery, she went and stood
beside the open window Presently she
started, and smiled little consciously.
mother, here comes Mr.. Graemen'
Ihe Whlzzlng of the wheel ceased with
a sudden jerk, and starting from her
seat, Mrs. Knox went over to her daugh-
ter's side
80 1t is, Jenny; and he IS coming here
to call. How you could say he was not
good-looklng passes my comprehension.
L always thought him handsomer than
any of the rest of the officers"
Mother, what you think will never
be!' she warned her gravely.
Don't be too sure" was the confident
reply. Stranger things have happened"
She hustled out of the room, smiling
back encouragingly to her daughter, and
calling upon her not to be long in coming
to the drawing-room.
Jane stood and watched the Adjutant
as he came nearer to the bungalow. No,
she had not stated the truth when she
had denied his comeliness, for he was de-
cidedly good-looking, in q happy, COM
mon-place way.
Lounging along in his cricketing fan
nels, his hands thrust into his pockets,
and whistling a tune as he came along,
unaware that any one was watching him
from the window, Jane thought him more
ikable and attractive than she had ever
fancied him before
She found Mr.. Graeme in the drawing
room, discoursing in his happiest vein
with Mrs. Knox, but he stopped short,
and jumped up to greet her as she en-
tered
1.-The other fellows were all at lunch
con, so thought I'd just run across and
ask how you were after your Journey"
he explained.
''You must stay and lunch with u.s."
said Mrs Knox.
miss Knox must come and see the re-
suit of the cricket this afternoon" put
in the Adjutant.
So, late in the afternoon, Mrs. Knox
and Jane, having promised Mr.. Graeme,
strolled over to the cricket ground, which
was gay with flags and the colors of the
contesting sides.
The artillery from neighboring station
had challenged the til Hussars, and
number of people had assembled to see
how the contest would end. But the in
terest was withdrawn from the game as
Jane hesitatingly approached, in her pref
ty soft white cotton gown and large
white hat, glancing nervously at the
crowd of gayly dressed ladies, who as yet
had scarcely decided to receive her among
themselves. Most of them had heard of
James short but brilliant triumph Mt
Cawnpore, and some of them had seen
her there. The Generals wife, q kindly,
portly lady of middle age, to whom Mrs.
Dene had introduced her, beckoned her
smlingly to sit down beside her, and
asked to be introduced to Mrs. Knox.
Then the Hon. Barry Larron came and
stood beside them, and the Quartermas-
ters wife felt as if fortune could have no
further favors to bestow. A furtive
glance around had assured Jane that Col
onel Prinsep was nowhere within sight,
and she felt more at ease.
(Which side is winning?" she asked
Major Larron.
"Our side, of course; we always do"
he answered.
"Who is playing now?" asked Mrs.
Knox.
"The Colonel is in; he and Mr.. Graeme
have made a tolerable score, but the high
est score was made by Sergeant Lynn"
"Was that the man who was in just
now?" asked the Generals wife.
Eyes. They were lucky in getting him
out for fifty runs; he is generally a very
brilliant player; but he has not been very
steady lately and that spoils a fellows
game"
Mrs. Knox glanced at Jane, but the girl
made no sign of having heard Major Lar
ron's remark
Just then a murmur of disappointment
broke from the crowd. Colonel Prinsep
had been bowled out and they cheered
vociferously as he came toward the tent.
He was stopped, however, by Sergeant
Lynn, who Invested him of his pads and
gloves, at the same time speaking to him
in an evidently confidential manner.
At last the conference between the two
unconscious rivals came to an end, and
the Colonel came on alone toward the
tent.