Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1895-09-12

HOW 10 lLldI W lAClp = AAAAoAAN
cricket professional, but 1t Is not a very
dignifed position. Not that I care
straw about dignity, you know, but
should not like to hurt the old LADY 8
feelings"
"Your aunt's?"
Eyes, my aunt's. My parents were
killed in the mutiny, you know, When
was baby, and she has looked after
me ever since She has been very good
to me. I'm sorry to leave her."
'But why should you leave herF
They had reached the garden gate and
the girl leaned her racket upon the top
Of 1t, looking up with grave interest at
her big, white-fanneled companion.
'Tt's Browning" said he.
"Whatp'
Don't tell my aunt that said it.
he sank his voice to Whisper hate
Browning"
Clara Walker rippled off into such a
merry peal of laughter that he forgot
the evil things which he had suffered
from the poet and burst out laughing
too.
IT can't make him out" said he. Il
try, but he is one too many. No doubt
It is very stupid of me; don't deny IT,
But as long as cannot there Is no use
pretending that can. And then' Oh
course, she feels hurt, for she Is very
fond of him, and likes to read him
aloud In the evenings. She is reading a
piece now, 'Pippa Passes and assure
you, Miss Walker, that don't even
know what the title means. You must
think me dreadful fool"
But surely he Is not so incompre-
henslble as all that?" she said, as an
attempt at encouragement.
HE is very bad. There are some
things, yon know, which are fine. That
ride Of the three Dutchmen, and HerVe
Riel and others, they are all right. Bu'
there was a piece we read last week
The first line stumped my aunt, and II
takes a good deal to do that, for she
rides very straight. 'Setebos and Sete-
hos and Setebos.' That was the line"
ut sounds like charm"
mo, It is a gentleman's name. Three
gentlemen, thought, at first, but my
au. says one. Then he goes on, Think
eth he dwelleth in the light Oh the
moon It was a very trying piece"
Clara Walker laughed again.
'rYou must not think of leaving your
aunt" she said. think how lonely She
would be without you"
"Well, yes, have thought OF that
But you must remember that my aunl
is to all intents hardly middle-aged, and
a very eligible person. don't think thai
her dislike to mankind extends to In
dividuals. She might form new ties ano
then I should be a third wheel In the
coach. II was all very well as long as
was only boy, when her first husband
was alive"
"But, good gracious, you don't near
that Mrs. Westmacott is going to marry
again?" gasped Clara.
The young man glanced down at mel
with a question in his eyes. on IL Il
only a remote possibility, you know
said he. still, of course, 1t might hap
men. and I should like to know what
ought to turn my hand to-"
'I wish I could help you" said Clara
"But I really know very little about
such things. However, could talk &c
INV father, who knows a very great
deal Of the world"
'I wish you would. should be so glad
II you would"
"Then I certainly will. And now
must say good night, Mr.. Westmacott
for papa will be wondering where
am"
"Good night, Miss Walker" He
pulled Off his flannel cap, and stalked
away through the gathering darkness
Clara had imagined that they had
been the last on the lawn, but, looking
back from the steps which led up to the
French windows, she saw two DARK
figures moving across toward the
house. AS they came nearer she could
distinguish that they were Harold Den
yer and her sister Ida. The murmur
Of their voices rose up to her ears, and
then the musical little childlike laugh
which she knew so we'll. II am so de-
lighted" she heard her sister say. $50
pleased and proud. had no idea OF It.
Your words were such surprise and
Joy to me. Oh, am so glad"
els that you, Ida?"
"oh, there is Clara. must go in, Mr..
Denver. Good night!'
There were LeW whispered WOEubi
a laugh from Ida, and Good night,
Miss Walker" out OF the darkness.
Clara took her sisters hand, and they
passed together through the long fold
ing window. The doctor had gone into
his study, and the dlning-room was
empty. A single small red lamp upon
the sideboard was reflected tenfold by
the plate about 1t and the mahogany
beneath 1t, though its single wick cast
but feeble light into the large, dlmly
Swallowed room. Ida danced of to the
big central lamp, but Clara put her
hand upon her arm. II rather like this
quiet light" said she. why should we
not have a chat?" She sat in the doc
tors large red plush chair, and her
sister cuddled down upon the footstool
at her feet, glancing up at her elder
with a smile upon her lips and mis-
chievous CLEAN in her eyes. There was
a shade Of anxiety in Clara's face,
which cleared away as she gazed into
her sisters frank blue eyes.
"Have you anything to tell me, dear?'
she asked.
Ida gave a little pout and shrug to
her shoulder. "rhe solicitor general
then opened the case for the prosecu-
ton" said abe. you are going to cross