Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1897-07-22
ADMIRABLE ARRANGEMENT.

"Then why not tell him SOP" re
turned her husband from behind tn,
outspread Times. "Surely you needn'
stand upon ceremony with Ted"
But l must get some one to talk to
him, Tom. / can't have him on my
own hands all day. Let me see.
Maud Affieck's at home-I think I'll
ask her over. She knows nearly az
much about the Mongols as he does.
will write to her at once. She must
come on Monday afternoon. Ted pro.
poses to arrive by the 7:15."
The house party assembled for the
Cumberleigh cricket week-consisting
of the famous Cambridge Double Blue
Norman Harding and his eleven; the
maidens invited to admire the prowess
of these heroes: Miss Affieck, and the
st. Julians themselves-was gathered
together in the long library when Prof.
Alleyne entered it at o'clock on Mon
day evening. His entry, very quietly
made, was followed by general sen
sation of disappointment. The youth
full company hungrily awaiting his APP
pearance to adjourn to its dinner, had
expected to find in him more typical
specimen of the professional genus; it
had looked for long-haired scholar of
fifty, who should have stopped and
worn spectacles and an ill-ftting coat.
Now Alleyne (who appeared to be
about five and thirty and was by no
means ill-looking) had a singularly up
right figure; his clothes were perfectly
well cut; he used no glasses and actu-
ally boosted a mustache. Maud At
feck, who had been promising herself
deep draughts at the fountains of his
erudition, reflected sadly that his
profound knowledge of all things
Monaghan had probably been much
exaggerated by report
Miss Atfieck, wise in her generation,
let the Mongols severely alone-and
not for that evening only. She re-
Trained from mentioning them for two
whole days, during which she made
herself so unobtrusively agreeable that
the Professor began to forget she had
ever studied at Girton, and to wonder
how his cousin Laura could have de-
oOiibCo hCi uuii do Ouu Dui Oll tnt
third morning she commenced the
subject, in fashion that showed she
meant business. No sooner had the
great Harding and his team ATTENDED
by Mrs. st. Julian and her bevy of
girls started for the cricket ground
after breakfast than she descended up
on the Professor, who was peacefully
smoking under the great cedar tree
on the lawn, with her arms full of
papers, and her fine eyes alight with
eagerness.
"Mr. Alleyne-you are so kind
I'm sure you won't refuse to help
me?"
This appeal was uttered with a
tremulous confidence, which some
men would have found extremely en-
gaging. Not so the Professor. He
knew too we'll all that such an appeal
portended. Reluctantly he made room
for the newcomer on the bench beside
him and looked ruefully at his pipe;
81 wanted to ask you-oh, please
go on smoking! / like it. Your
cousin tells me you are writing great
book on the people of Northern
Asia"
The Professor could have groaned
aloud. Pertidious Laura What!
even this last secret delivered into the
hands of the enemy. Perhaps, he
thought, this very pushing young
woman would presently demand to
see his unfinished manuscripts.
Because, the pushing young
woman continued, 81 am writing
something on that subject, too. Oh,
not great book, of course. Quite a
small one. And l thought, perhaps
yon would kindly help me with the
spelling af the proper names. You
see, 1 know nothing of the dialects.
There was nothing for it but to
accede to this exceedingly cool propo-
sal. Alleyne took the sheets and be-
gan to run his eye over them, indicat-
ing an error here and there. Sud
denly, at the bottom of a page, he
stopped short.
''That is novel idea"
(Which? Where?"
Here, on page ninety-one. You
suggest that the Ostyaks--"
The approach of servant with a
note for Miss Affleck caused the Pro-
lessons sentence to remain unfinished.
Maud, when she had glanced over
the scrap of paper addressed her,
heaved an inpatient sigh.
Laura wants me to join her; L sup
pose must go. There is nothing 1
hate quite so much as cricket match.
May leave these with you ? or shall
I"
pray leave them-by all means"
The Professors tone had grown quite
cordial. 1t seemed this girl did know
something of the Monaghan problem
after all, and had opinions of her own
on certain varied points connected
with it. He turned the page with some
curiosity
Every good. Very good, indeed.
Remarkably well worked out" The
Professor read on, ignoring the mis-
spelt proper names, and was covered
with confusion when the owner of the
manuscript returned to claim it,
''I'm afraid" he stammered, ''that
there are still some corrections to
make. The truth is, grew interested
in the subject matter. Perhaps you
will leave the sheets with me little
longer ?"
Maud accepted this kind offer with
alacrity, and went to get ready for
luncheon. The Professor remained
behind and took out his note book.