Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1896-05-29
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AN EPISODE AT BOWNESS.

1t was morning at Bowness, and the
behavior of Bowness with the sun shin
ing on Windermere is pattern to lake
side towns all over the world. Moth
ing on these occasions can exceed the
amiability of Bowness. There is, per-
haps, an explanation of this good hui
NOR. The scenery is so good that every
body is induced to act we'll.
1--WE made an uncommonly good
breakfast" said Andrew West, careful
ly seating himself, as stoutish men do,
in the striped canvas chair on the lawn.
He lighted cigarette and tipped q
straw hat over his eyes. sat home l
usually have two pieces of toast and q
small quarrel"
"a quarrel with whom, Mr.. West?"
"Oh, anybody-generally the dog"
'Not with Mrs. West?"
mo. Not with Mrs. West. I never
quarrel with her. In fact"-the COM
Portable man in the striped canvas
chair pulled rings of smolie-"in fact,
there is no Mrs. West. am bachelor"
The girls on the lawn of the hotel
glanced at each other. There had been
much discussion on the point during
the few days that Andrew West had
been staying at the hotel. Meanwhile,
they had been rereading Mr.. Vests
novels in order to ground themselves
in facts, for it is well-known fact that
some authors object to being compli-
mented on books which other people
have written.
The horn on the coach from Win
dermere station sounded outside. The
girls rushed to see the new arrivals.
"Not my dear friend Andrew West,
surely?" cried q lady, impulsively, as
she came on the lawn. She had arrived
by the coach, and she was followed by
u slim girl. why, how do you do?
This is delight, now. Who would
have dreamt of finding you here?"
why, aunt, dear!" The slim young
person closed her parasol. "You know
that you saw Mr.. Vests name in the
paper OF Liverpool"
81 only landed yesterday" went on
the elder lady, hastily, 'and it's simply
delightful to have met you so soon.
Why, it must be years since we saw
each other. But" she put on her most
winning expression, "Tve heard Of you
and I've read all of your delightful
books"
"In spite of which, Mrs. Roller, you
are looking extremely well. And this
young lady is"
"Oh, that's only niece of mine,
Ethel Sanderson," she whispered be-
hind her gloved hand. poor girl-just
engaged-very hard up-makcs very
fair companion"
$50 l should guess" said Andrew
West. He turned to the tall girl. "And
are you new to the lake district, Miss
Sanderson?"
cts my first visit" she said.
"Windermere has treat in store
he said, with unaccustn,r ed gallantry.
you must come on it to-day. A party
of us are going up to Ambleside on the
steamer. Whilst you are having break
fast can finish letter."
"You're just the same as you always
were, Andrew" said Mrs. Roller, soft
ly; you were always one to have your
own way"
"It's of little use having anybody
clse's," said Andrew West. Don't be
long if you are coming with u.s."
They were all on board the small
steamer at the time for starting. Mrs
Rollers niece, standing up and looking
across the lake, drew in deep breath
of delight. She looked around at An
drew West, who was at her side, and
smiled contentedly.
sis the next world like this, won.
der?" she said.
II haven't been there yet" said An.
drew West. Zone hears so many diff,
ferent accounts that one will be inter.
ested to know the truth-some day."
But not yet" said Mrs. Rollers
niece.
"Quite SO. Not yet. This is not g
bad world sometimes"
II think it's delightful world. And
some of us who live in it are very
happy"
THAT is because you are young"
''There are other reasons" she said
thoughtfully. I'm my case" SHE
stopped suddenly. "You haven't posted
your letter."
II must get rid of it at Ambleside,'
he said, looking at the letter in his
hand. II dare say my nephew wouldn't
mind if forgot to post it. It's full Of
advice"
advice is a thing" said Mrs. Rollers
niece wisely, that it is more agreeable
| to give than to receive"
This young scamp is going to ge!
married, and I've written to tell hin
that if he does so III never help him or
in his profession. Why, he's only 49,
IA mere infant"
Exactly. And I've advised him t.
wait for ten years. In ten years time
he will know his own mind"
"And what is to become of the young
person, Mr.. West?"
"Oh, there are plenty of girls in the
world to choose FROM"
Perhaps he only wants one," said
Mrs. Rollers niece.
Andrew West looked admiringly al
the tall, pleasant girl, and at the wisps
of wavy hair that the facetious air
blew wantonly across her small, white
ears. Mrs. Roller, to his great relief
was down below in the saloon, not hav.
ing yet made up her mind whether o,
not to treat the calm voyage as q
clustering, boisterous, cross-channel
trip.
You can't dictate about love to othe,
people," went on Mrs. Rollers niece