The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1896-08-09

tHe took It with noncbalant air da wi
~ sight of her would make fool
of a wiser man than l.
Exactly. just so. Did you ever
see such form, such a giant?"
Never" Bolton groaned, land such
breeding!'
Il know it! They only breed that
sort in Kentucky. Great Scott! What
shoulders and what a neck!"
"But all that's the very least of it"
Mr.. Bolton didn't like these anatomical
standardization. But Fred Cathr-
wood had a loose way OF talking about
women.
"To be sure. continued Catherwood
impulsiyely They are only items in
creature all perfect. As soon as l
looked at her legs | thought
What Mr.. Catherwood thought can
not be recorded. for he was not per-
mitted to finish his sentence Bolton
fiared up like a powder magazine afire.
How did YOU come to be looking at
--'' He stopped, recollecting that he
himself had not stayed with the lTer-
sons long enough to partake OF the
surf bathing. But never mind what.
privileges Catherwood had enjoyed, he
must not speak in This fashion. This
girl should not be insulted, no, not II
he, Anderson Potion, had to fight for
it.
you ought to be ashamed OF your
seIf!o he cried hotly. "She may be un-
fortunate. but she is still to be re
spected. And she shall be respected,
he added, his face turning from red to
white.
Mr.. Catherwood's face was study.
respected" he gasped. why, what
the devil? Andy, what are you talk
ing about? Respect horse?"
And Mr. Bottoms face was study
now. "Wh-what are you talking
ing about?" he asked aghast.
about Boothby's mare that lost the
handicap and six months of my in
come yesterday. Djstanced! and
thought her a sure winner.
Hanpilv. Catherwood was so absorb
ed i'm the contemplation of his misfor-
tune that he did not press our wretch
ed hero for an explanation of his
strange conduct. lie talked for some
time about his hard luck; said that he
had come tn the city to make arrange
ments to pay off his sudden debt and
then added with a sigh, We'll I'm not
going to NOPE over it here in the clty.
I am going back to the VERSIONS to
forget nv troubles. What glorious
housekeeping little FLY that Millicent
Renwood is! Better than horse race,
ell, Andy!
''Do you sleep in the northeast
room?" asked Bolton.
eyes. Same room you had. Little
girl warned me not to tear out the
easement closing the window as you
did Says you broke up her rest. She
sleeps next door, you know"
II shouldn't stay in that northeast
room if 1 were you," said Bolton with
some confusion.
"Why, what's the matter with lt?'
''It's too hot mean, too cold-its
Embellishments don't you
know"
malaria! Who ever heard of malaria
in the Atlantic Ocean. What's the
combination to your Joke, anyhow? It's
too hard for me. But / must be going.
Want to finish up my business and
catch first train back to little girl.
goodbye" And so this voluble young
man was gone.
Bolton did not see him again that
summer, but in one way or another he
learned that the two weeks visit had
been extended to six and that Gather
wood had joined the VERSIONS in the
mountains in September.
Society and the Horse Show reached
town in November, and Mr.. Bolton
again took up his fashionable life. On
the second evening of the show he
spied the VERSIONS in a box greeting nu-
merous friends. Miss Renwood was
there, and standing beside her chair
was Fred Catherwood. Mr.. Bolton
went over to pay his respects He was
coolly received by Mrs. Iverson, but
Catherwood and Miss Renwood well
coined him cordially.
Two days later he learned that Miss
Renwood had returned to her home in
Kentucky; and the day after he heard
the announcement of her engagement
to Catherwood. Now, ne received these
tidings not without emotion. He was
sure he no longer loved her, but some 4
how it panied him to know that she
was engaged. And there crept into
his mind just a suspicion that he had