Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1897-03-04
NUMBER 80

Ine racing was excellent, the prTzes
charming, and all the company were
cycle mad, when runnor ran round l..
paper chase, with the beautiful Il
Fitz Roy as hare, would wind up tic
afternoons proceedings. The icea was
received with delight, and Enid might
have had 500 hounds instead Of 90 to
chase her had she so willed. With pret-
ty obstinacy, she persisted herself in
choosing the pack, and with infinite
taste shared the honors among her
friends and tenants alike. But at the
last moment she exercised her sex's pre-
rogatiye and entertained caprice. She
would have a companion hare, a man,
and that her choice might not be invidi-
GUS she would draw the name of the
hare that was to be from among the
hounds that were. Pencils and paper
and hat were instantly IN demand
What freaks Enid has, to be sure"
said Lady Hunston to her lord as plow-
boys and gentlemen alike dropped the
folded papers in the hat Enid held
1t will be Erringtons business to
check them, )" growled his lordship.
(Which of the lads is that?' he went
on as redheaded yokel slouched past
Enid in the immediate wake of the at
tenuated and mincing Lionel
Zone of Wilson snew hands, perhaps.
I heard he had several. Dear me, how
Enid does overdo things, to be surel
She's as white as ghost. She'll look
fright tonight -
And, indeed, as Miss Fitz Roy plunged
her hand into the hat and drew out
scrap of paper she turned deathly pale.
Scarcely glancing at it, she said in
low voice, Isaac Clay -
Isaac Clay Who is he?" cried every
one And then a mighty laugh rose
from the merry crowd, and even Ends
white lips smiled as the awkward figure
of Wilson'S new hand" pushed shyly
to the front.
"What harei He won't get to lodge
gates, laughed every one as the bag of
torn paper was slung across the lads
back.
Seven minutes start!' cried Enid
as she sprang into the saddle and sped
round the angle of the house, with her
companion hare wobbling after her.
And in that time hounds were after
her, amid the cheers of the crowd and
sundry minor mishaps. At the lodge
gates Lionel Errington, in spite of the
white paper going both ways, turned
sharp to the left.
Miss Fitz Roy won't try Bluebell
hill, know" he called to those behind
him, who were all game for spin along
the fiat Clevely road. For some five
miles the paper track was clear, then
suddenly came to an end.
"It's trap, of course, +" said Lionel,
who was too warm and was getting
cross 'She'll start it again farther ON. "
But farther on" there was no well
come 'spore,' and eight miles from
home hounds had to confess themselves
bafled
''If Enid tried the hill at all, it must
have been to shake off that lout, said
Lionel sulkily, turning back.
But how did the paper come on this
road, them" cried Lady May Saville
She was pretty little girl, but Err
rington was in too bad humor to an
swer her. Yet as he pedaled up to Gar
denhurst once more he forced some
cheeriness in his voice as he cried,
"Hares have wonl"
"But where are they?" demanded
Lord Hunston.
"Isn't the yokel smashed up?' Uttered
one fair dame.
where's Enid hiding?" cried Lady
II sIr,J1 kl,o
rest. -
Has an accident happened?"
Follow the track down Bluebell
hill. "
But neither heiress, yokel nor bicycles
were found that night and the second
paper track proved far shorter than the
| first.
In quiet Kensington drawing room
that evening sat three people-an old
lady, girl and ayoung gentleman. On
chair lay countryman's smock and
carroty wig The old lady was wiping
her eyes. She had laughed until she had
cried. Presently she left the two young
people alone.
S'How well you managedP' said the
! girl, smoothing tne ru1lleu Adlr Ol AeI
companion.
''And how brave you have been, dar-
lingl But was it not lucky thought of
papering the Clevely road while every
one was busy in the park?"
Enid blushed
s'And wasn't it wicked Of me not to
have read out the real name on the paper
I drew" She gave Dick the crumpled
slip.
''Lionel Erringtonl How that would
have upset our plans, laughed Dick,
for my aunt would never have received
| him as she has me-and his name is not
on the special license. ''-Exchange.