The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1897-11-26
YOUNG DIPLoMAr.

serve. Ordinary folk had only 10 come
across Regents Park from Chester Gate
and present a card at the entrance to
the gardens, and the bowler-hatted old
gentleman at the gate welcomed them
as though they were most important
members, Miss LleWellyn and Master
Kenneth Waller, her friend, walked on
the grass in the direction Of the music,
The scarlet-coated band, perched on
seats near the glass house, with a
crowd OF smartly dressed folk in front
OF them, started a cheerful selection
from a comic opera Miss LlewellBn, a
composed young woman in an ordinary
way, as young women are who work
for a living. found herself In quite a
delightful mood. Music can do much
when Il tries.
Waller" she said, Kenneth, this IS Mr..
"Are those orchids they are carrying
there?" asked Kenneth, Hasn't that
chap got a brown face who's telling the
men where to take them? Seem to have
seen him somewhere before. Shouldn't
like to be an orchid, would you, Miss
Llewellyn2 Hullol Brown-faced chaps
coming TINS way,
Miss Llewellvn looked up and then
looked down again quickly, and for a
moment her face went rather white.
Her hand trembled as she held It out.
"Mr. Bradley" she said. How do
you do? l did not expect to see you
here"
II did not expect TO sec you again
anywhere" he said,
This is my little friend, Kenneth
Bradley"
whats the matter with your face?"
asked the small boy. Have you been
abroad.
Mr.. Bradley placed a broad fist on
the round Iron table and leaned down
toward Master Waller good-naturedly.
He seemed as confused at the meeting
as Miss Llewellyn, and as unprepared
with conversation.
IL have been abroad. young a I've
been hunting, orchids"
Are you home for good now?" asked
Kenneth,
Miss Llewellyn gripped the parasol
that rested in her lap with both hands.
81 can't do any good at home" said
Mr.. Bradley. ~ am off again to South
America In n day or two"
"Why don't you stay in London?"
Nobody asks me to stay"
Master Waller next invited Nc. Brad
ley to take his chair,
You don't mlnd?" asked Bradley OF
Miss Llewellyn.
Not at oil" she said, politely.
MAY I smoker"
LET me strike the match" interpos-
cd Master Waller. I'm awfully good at
that. And tell US some OF your adven-
tures.'
lyn."
"GIrls don't count" said Master Wal
ler." Tell me. Make IT," said Master
Waller. ap%pealingly, zone where you
nearly lost your life"
So ten or fifteen minutes were thus
occupied, the small boy seated on Brad
ley'H knee and staring Mt him with
open-mouthed establishment. MISS
Llewellyn. her head bowed. studied the
band programme. Bradley told the
story very we'll, without obtrudlng his
W share In the adventure, md when
he had finished punched the small boy
humorously to bring him back from
South America 10 Regents Park.
"And Is that story true?' asked the
small boy. respectfully.
at has that drawback. youngster'"
"Well," said Master Waller, I'm n
man that's awfully fond Of adventure.
but ! shouldn't care for that. What
aid YOU think OF when that fierce AMI
NAL was waiting to spring upon your"
Guess"
cant" sold Master Waller. "can
you. Miss Llewellvn?"
She shook her head, and again be-
came Interested In the band pro-
gramme. Bradley looked at her and
waited for her to speak, but she made
no sign.
as there any chance Of seeing these
orchids. Mr.. Bradley" asked the
youth. 9TH be something 20 brae
about to my people,if / could Just get
n sight OF them"
"well all go over TO the marquee and
have n look Miss Llewellyn. will Won
come, or shall We leave you here? There
Is rather n crush"
Let's leave her" suggested Master
Waller. Miss Llewellyn likes being
alone"
"T think 7 will stay here" she said.
I'VE shall be back in ten minutes
said Bradley.
Master Waller had To trot to keep up
with the long strides Of his new friend,
hut he did not mind this, because he
felt n kind OF reflected glory In being
accompanied by the man who had
brought home some OF the rarest ohthe
amazing specimens In the crowded
tent. -,
"Glrls are a nuisance, aren't they?"
said Master Waller, looking up conti-
"somctimes," said Bradley.
she isn't so tIresome, though as
some"
Works awtully hard. Too hard, my
mamma says" ~,
mo necessity for that. surely" said
Bradley, rather sharply.
but Miss Llewellyn has TO live"
urged the small boy. MY mamma
saws Tint she was well IN for n year
or two before her father died, but since
that"
."Her father dead?"
Here, I say" said Master Waller.
Don't grip a mans shoulder like
that"
"Sorryl"
"They come into money. Sc my mann
ma says, a few years auo-"
~ remember that"
"And then Miss Llewellyn's governor
put all into something, and II never
came out again, That's why she has
TO manng the callsthenlc school that |
go to. And I snyi Can YOU touch your
toes with the tips Of your fingers With
out"
where does she live now?" Mt.
Bradley seemed excited.
"fn rooms" replied Master Waller,
voiubly. 1--WE been there to tea along
with my slstors tThat's n fine orchid
there. You can't see II now: n girls
hats in the way). And Miss Llewcllyn
Inns got awfully nice furniture and pho