The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1899-09-12
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the straw hat.
Il think you're mean," said the
Merode girl, proachfully, when the
young man had passed on. ''Why didn't
you let him come up? Who is he?
Hasn't he got the dearest little mus
tache! thought you were my friend,
but it's all right for you, Maud Davis"
why didn't you say you wanted him
How was to know? Here, I'll call him
now. Well, then, what do you want i?
You'd have been sorry if [ had asked
him to come up; he isn't bit amusing
Besides he wouldn't have Gomez
"Why not?"
''Oh, just because"
"Well, guess I'll have'to 60"
"You just stay right where you are.
No, but don't you really know who
he is?"
"Why, no."
''Well-oh, quit laughing or L won't
tell you a thing. He's Mr.. Wallis"
"Oh!"
"Yes-oh, you're just perfectly abb
surd! Now I'm not going to say one
single thing more. There isn't anything
to tell, anyway. What were you going
to say about Eldridge?"
Here's Marguerite. I'll ask her about
it."
A small, pale-faced girl of II, with
long, black-stockinged legs, sid down
the bannisters, skipped through the
hall and bounced into one of the porch
rockers, where she cne~ ed gum Wig
orously and kicked her heels together.
who's Mr.. Wallis, Marguerite 81
asked the Merode girl
"a. L. f." replied Mar Euerite, enere
getically.
What does that mean.
"Marguerite!" said tn. ii in the
tea rose waist, warningiy.
THAT means 'ahother lit. fool "
explained Marguerite. Hes be>n about
the worst of the lot, too. He bought me
a doll on my birthday. Wouldn't thaj
kill you! A doll! Maybe [ didn't get
| even."
Tell me about it, Marguerite, dar-
ling" said the Merode girl, coaxingly.
you needn't ask to ride my whee,
any more, if you do" said her sister.
Il don't care; Billy Freeman lets me
I ride his any time l want to. He GEES
| by here every morning-no, not Billy,
Mr.. Herb. Wallis-and he generally
looks up at the windows; doesn't he,
Maud? Last Thursday morning 1 went
into Maud's room and put one of her
dresses on the bOlster-that bingham,
you know the one l mean. Then when
Mr., Wallis came along 1 screamed
'Herbie!' and threw it out of the win
dow. You ought to have seen him. 1t
was gorgeous! Hello! there's Billy
now.' Marguerite danced offsdown the
steps.
Don't feel badly about it," said the
Merode girl. Hell get over it."
''The little imp!" said the girl with
the tea-rose waist, viciously.,~, ."Talk
about little brothers being near! I'd
trade her for any little brother IN the
block. Oh, L don't care whether. he
gets over it or not; if he had any sense
he'd have laughed, but he's one '6f that
kind that is always afraid somebody is
going to laugh at them. I wouldn't give
boy ike-well, your brother Eldridg
for hundred of them.''
''I'll tell Eldridge."
eff you do I'll never speak to you
again. 1 mean that. There's Mrs.
Ruggles. Look at her. Quick! Isn't
that hat hideous? She always has the
most distressed-looking hats. Why
don't you like Clara Mawby?"
.'"Well, of all things! Would you like
a girl who acted like that with you?''
[."Eldridge likes her. though"
81 don't believe he does. He Just talks
about Ter because he knows I Ioathe
her."
''What does he say?''
Nothing much. Oh, want you to
see my ew silk-rag curtains. haven't
got them woven yet, but I've nearly
enough tied. They're going to look
swell. Guineyere Collins has got pair
in her room. They're perfectly lovely.
"TIl come over tomorrow evening,
maybe Clara won't be there, will she
Oh, [ don't really dislike her. There
isn't much to her one way or the other