The Roanoke times. (Roanoke, Va.) 1897-1977, 1897-02-09
rHE ROANOKE TIMES. TUESDAY FEBRUARY 8 1897
She shook her blond head. at don't
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quito KNOW. must think. -
Dick Lindsay fixed his dark ewes in
tontIy on her for moment, as lie
thought no would read her very soul.
Dearest, is there any ono about YOU
who is trustworthy-whow will give YOU
II letter if | write one?"
Susan Ramsdalc, my maid, is hon
est and loves me. Send to me tbroueh
her
y moment later Ends White gown
was futtcring over tho lawns and ter
races honewarti.
Miss titH Roy's majority was being
celebrated i'll Il truly seigneurial fash
ION. From carly morning the shows and
entertainments i'll the park had been pat
ronized by crowds of friends and ten
ants. The midday dinfier, accompanied
by speeches and presentations, was
huge success. In the afternoon the ter
races about the house blossomcd like il
p'utelrc with the light frocks Of the
county, who came to witness bi-
cycling gymllhana, which at the last
moment had been organized by the her
roine of the day.
The racing was excellent, tho prizes
charming and all the company were BIZ
paper chase, with the beautiful Miss
F1tz Roy as hare, would wind m the
afternoons proceedings The idea was
received with delight, and Enid might
have had 800 hounds instead of 80 to
chase her had she so willcd. With pref
ty obstinacy, she persisted herself in
choosing the puck, and with infinite
taste shared the honors among her
friends and tenants alike. But at the
last moment she exercised her sex's pre-
roSatlvc and entertained Il caprice. She
would have a companion hare. IL man.
and that her choice might not be invidi-
c'lS she would draw the name of the
hare that was to be from among the
hounds that We're. Pencils and paper
and Il hat We're instantly i'll demand.
Whit freaks Enid has, to be surc!"
said Lady Eiunston TO her lord as plow-
boys and gentlemen alike dropped the
folded papers i'll the hat Enid held.
1t will be Errington's business to
check them" growlcd his lordship.
(Which of the lads is that?' he went
on as redheadcd yolscl slouched past
Enid i'll the immediate wake of the at
tenuatcd and mincing Lionel.
One of Wilson 5 new hands, perhaps.
| heard he had several. Dear me, how
Enid does overdo things, To be sure!
She's as white rs Il ghost. She'll look /,
fright tonight. y
And, indeed, as Miss Fitz Roy plunged
her hand into the hat and drew ont a
scrap of paper She turned deathly pale
Scarcely glancing ut it, she said i'll n
low voice, Isaac CLAY"
one. And then 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 tie front
What 4 hare! He Won't get to lodge
gates, laughed every one as the bag of
torn paper was slung across tho lads
back
Seven minutes startr' cried Enid
as she sprang into the saddle and sped
round the angle of the house, with her
companion hare webbing after her.
And i'll that time hounds were after
her, amid the cheers of the crowd and
suudry minor mishaps At the lodge
gates Lionel Errington, i'll spite of the
white paper going both ways, turned
sharp TO tho left
Miss Fitz Roy won't try Bluebell
hill, / know" he called to those behind
him, who were all game for IL spin along
the fiat Clcvcly road. For some five
miles the paper track was clear then
suddenly came to an end.
Its Il trap, of course, ~ said Lionel,
who was too warm and was getting
cross. She'll start it again farther OH. -
But farther on there was no wei
come 'sporc," and eight miles from
home hounds had TO confess themselves
batficd
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 Il pretty little girl, but Err
rington was i'll too bad IL humor TO an
swcr her. Yet as he pedalcd up to Gar
denhurst once more he forced some
chccriness i'll his voice as he cried,
'Harcs have won't
But where are thcy?' demanded
Lord Hpnston.
Isn't the yokcl smashed up:' Uttered
ono fair dame.
Where's Enid hiding" cried Lady
Hunston. Her bikes not among the
rest. -
Has an accident happencd:'
Follow the track down Bluebcll
hill"
But neither heircss, yokcl nor bicycles
were found that night, and the second
paper track proved far shorter than the
first