Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1896-07-31

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Roandbusb, Westchester. 1t was
his day of outing, and now at noon
be was hungry after twenty mile
exhllarating spin; and the world
had put Its care away, and his
blood was tingling and his heart
singing like the birds IN the
fields and the treetops through the
windy blue spaces of that sunny
spring'day sky. The old tavern at
Roundbush bears on a creaklDg
sign distorted likeness OF our
first great President, ard after
long years of desuetude again has
found usefulness through tue re-
vival of the road, and flaunts a
noon placard: Lunches for Bicyc.
lers.' Yet this afternoon the
Reverend Lemuel thought that he
had it quite to himself. as the fat
landlord pushed his shirtsleeves
further above his brawny elbows
and said he guesse he could give
his visitor 'aOmethln' that was tit
eatlp'.' And Lemuel-I will drop
his thought the brolled
chicken delicious anc sauntered
! into the parlor, dark after the
sunshine, with its haiIcIoth chairs
and it's coIored prints of Washing.
ron Crossing the Delaware and
John Browns Capture and Ger
tain.photograpbs OF prim rural folk.
Now, usually, Lemuel was most
observing. Yet he had been in
that room fully FIVE minutes before
he noticed a figure stretched out
on a couch; at the dark side, to be
sure, so that 1t may not have been
so strange that he had not seen her
at first. He face sunk IN a pillow,
she seemed to be sobblng. Lemuel
at once made for the door, when
he heard a sweet and strangely
plaintive voice
'rm such a fool Oh. l beg your
pardon = she added, with such
evident coufaslOn that Lemuel
turned about hastily to see the
prettiest figure of woman IN a
witchlng bicycle costume; and
what she was like I'll leave you to
fancy; Just fancy, that is, the verv
incest girl of your acquaintance,
aud you will see her as Lemuel
saw her m0ch more easily than
from any description of niue.
'Ohi' she said hastily, rubbing
her eyes.
q beg yonr pardon, said Lemuel.
sit was my fault, she said. look
ing him over demurely. Il forgot
this was a public ROOM
81 am sure it was nine, said
Lemuel, hastily. 1t was all rather
strange and sudden, and yet he
decided at once that she was a
wellbred young person.
'Oh, am glad,' she exclaimed
Il don't see why,' he blurted out,
In astonisbment.
Because you are Mr.. Springer OF
Saint.Matthew.in the. Park
He bowed, remembering with a
bit OF conceit that a lot of people
doubtless knew him whom he
didn't know from Adam or EVe.'
Il need a clergyman she said
Now at this astounding state
ment Lemuel started in utter
astonlshment. Did .she need bis
spiritual advice She looked a bil
worldly.
That is rather surprising state
ment.' she added.
Il don't know he said, hope
lessly.
Il mean she said, Il want an es
cort to Greenwich, and with
clergyman there can lie no ques
tlon.'
Il don't know said Lemue
again.
You must think me strange
lie looked ct her for moment
and made a verv worldly reply;
Il thInk you delightful
You will let me go with yol
thenp
why of course, If Won ask me
he said; and why in the world di'
he say exactly that.
81 do-and we must be starte'
before him.
Hlim?-I don't understand
Il Will explain later; we must b'
started now. Ne have no time
ooh, no timer
'Can you obiige me, Mr.. Sprln
ger.'
And with those eyes on him b
could and did, and having paid hi
recokcnlng he was IN the saddle
this graceful young person besid
him, again and again looking owe
her shoulder. She kept up bris
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