Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-03-17

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| We're missing. Unfortunately
not read the first part of the story he.
ing so rushed" with tennis, though Il
was not necessary to explain tha,l
and so had to guess at the ending
am exceedingly sorry about If bnt ),
could not be left unfinished, and as the
emu could not be found there was moth,
ing else to do. Any amends that %
De made will be done most gladly las
sure you. Go
| You are very kind. What amends
do your propose?"
| wen, said Hugh, with a despera+e
attempt to defend his course: "vou
know how frequently the most nonn,ar
writer's nowadays end their stories
tragically. AS I have had no experience
in that line, thought 1 would probably
come nearer right to follow their lead
having no idea of the correct ending.
Hut, to speak Of the story itself. was
not the light man the hero. and the
dark one the villain-that is, the Of
Tending party?"
Certainly not The light man was
only the brother of the heroine, and
there was no villain, as you call it in
the story. The dark man was her be-
trothed. And as to it being the fash
ION for stories to end sad, I believe in
love stories ending the right way"
oh, so do t. Hugh fastened to saw.
And sincerely regret my mistake.
But surely [ did not do wrong to let
the character Nosmo King-wasn't it?
make the concluding remarks? From
the part he played throughout Judged
he would be likely to do something to
the point at the end"
"Oh, did you? Well, he was the
dog"
Great Caesar!" exclaimed Hugh, and
then that irrepressible sense of humor
asserted itself, and he burst into a
ringing laugh.
"Oh, l do beg your pardon. am
sure I'm heartily sorry for my part i'll
this thing" he said with such an hon
estly penitent sound in his voice that
she could but believe him. "And II
there is any reparation I can make, be-
lieve me, it shall be done. Shall
explain in the next issue, or will you
not send the lost sheets if you have the
copy? Indeed, would be only too
happy to serve you in any way"
NO." she answered stiff1y, moving
toward the door. ''I'm sure you have
done quite enough. will not give
you any further trouble about it. Good
morning"
But, indeed" he said, anxiously, ''it
would be pleasure to do anything
you wish, if you will only command
me-"
She did not answer, and Hugh opened
the door for her, wretchedly conscious
of feeling of utter incapacity to cope
with the situation.
He sat down in the editorial chair
after she was gone and meditated on
his sins.
81 was regular BRUTE" he said,
fiercely, jumping up so violently that
the dignfied editorial chair went spin
ming around like top.
But some way he must gain her for
giveness. He did not know her name,
nor in fact, anything about her ey-
cept-well, nothing but that he hoped
he would see her again, and then he
would find way.
The day of the tennis tournament
came, and came gloriously Hugh Elliot
passed hither and thither at various
calls, in all the glory of a white duck
suit; now welding a racquet instead of
the editorial pen.
Just as the game was being called,
and the places allotted, he caught sight
of dainty figure, in white this time,
which he recognized at once. 1t was
his divinity of the brown eyes.
She was chatting with some of his
friends, the Engles, and Tow Engle,
the rascal was lowering around her
with all the assurance and gayety OF
which he possessed such a generous
share.
"Tom always was lucky dog" said
Hugh, angrily; while his wrath rose
high against himself as he recalled the
scene in the office.
Anyhow, here was chance to show
that there was at least one thing he
could do we'll, and he vowed that he
would make brave fight on this &C.
casion. Tom Engle also took his
place on the field, and the fight was
! soon in earnest.
For two hours, with slight intermis-
sion, the battle ragged. Hugh knew in
his heart that he was playing superbly,
and he felt, too, that the maiden in
white was not totally oblivious to his
fine strokes.
When the closing game was called
! Hugh found himself with Tom Engle
as one of his opponents The four play
ers were we'll matched, and Hugh
knew that this last game would be no
trifling matter. To make it still more
trying he observed that the little party
with which Tom had been, including
the brown-eyed girl, had approached
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