Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1899-11-30
THE ORDEAL OF ;:
:: THE HONEYMOON.
BY esTELLe BURNEY.

HHARACTERS-Mr Reginald Hill,
" Lady Margaret Hill. Scene, morn
ing room Of a country house toward the
end of July.
Lady Margaret discovered with
Morning Post on her lap on rise Of cur
tain)-Later in the Afternoon Mr.. and
Lady Margaret Hill left for Hengrave
Hall, Yorkshire, kindly lent by Lord
Groombridge, brother-in-law of the
bride. (Then, letting the paper slide
out of her hands) kindly lent! HIM!
(Enter Reginald Hill, his hands in
his pockets, his eyes DOWN.
Reginald Raining again, by Jove!
Lady NJ. stretching her arms with q
yawn, and rising to her feet)-I won
der if it's raining still. Sure TO be. (Shc
turns and sees Reginald.) All, Reggie,
dear!
Reginald-Hullo, darling, you there:
(He comes and takes her tenderly into
his arms.)
Lady NJ. Cooking up at his face)-
Suppose we go for q STROLL
Reginald was about to propose it.
Lady Milf it's cleared up. Itlooked
little threatening at luncheon, didn't
it?
Reginald Gnnocently)-Did it? Pom
my word, Peggy, didn't notice the
| weather.
Lady NJ. (promptly)-Nor I. It's been
all sunshine for us since last Wednes-
day. Eth? (She hides her face on his
coat.)
Reginald (softly) -Precious! CThere
is a little pause during which he kisses
her hair.)
Lady NJ. Qifting herself out of his
arms, and drawing him on to seat be-
side her)-Then We'll settle down to q
long, lovely, coy afternoon.
Reginald Observation-Disclosures us we
did yesterday.
i Lady M.-And the day before. (They
remain seated; he is gently strokine {;
her left hand that he holds between
both of his.)
Reginald-Queer, how often July is q
wet month.
Lady M.-Yes, and such a favoritc
one, too, for weddings. Seems a pity
(She begins yawn, which she prompt.
~ stiles, leaning her head back against
his breast.) What an ideal place this
is for a honeymoon! So still. One car
almost hear the silence.
| Reginald with conviction) -One can
and no mistake.
Lady M.-And to think we are only
half-an-hour's run from Rexborough
with its pier and its band.
Reginald-Ahd its theater. Not q bai
little theater by the way; at this time
of year they have most of the Londor
companies down.
Lady NJ. (indifferAtly)-Do they
How horrid! (There is another littl,
silence; then she pulls herself up, ane
rubs her eyes that have been on thu
point of closing.) Shall read 20,
some Browning, darling?
Reginald-Will you, sweetheart?
should love it. begin to understand
bits of him here and there. The on,
yesterday, for instance, about ride to
gether.
Lady M. (murmurs) -"Whatifwes still
ride on, we two, with life forever old
yet new?"
Reginald - That's it - never go
there, after all, poor chap! Rattle
rough on tim.
Lady M.-Where's the volume?
Reginald-Tll run and fetch it a
once, pet. Gle doesn't attempt t
move.)
Lady NJ. (abruptly)-This has bee
quite famous place for honeymoons
hasn't it?
Reginald-Yes, Groombridge is al
ways lending it about. Ioolin,
round.) Where's that album of his w
were to write our names in? We ma
as we'll look it through.
Lady NJ. lat once all animation)-
all means.
Reginald (as he brings the book t
her)-This must be it. Ha! ha! ha
Where are they? Gle points to tn
gold lettering on the cover) He's a bi
of wag, Groombridge. Gle sits, an
together they look over the album.)
Reginald (reading) -" June, 1873;
Frank and Daisy Buck-Buckland"
! Lady NJ. with a great start 20, Reg
gle!
Reginald (ruefully)-Bad beginnin
> that! She went an awful bowler, poe
little woman, didn't she? (Turnin
the page) All, well, here are the Ora
5 Egertons.
Lady NJ. (dubiously)- Gray Ege1
: tons!
Reginald (protesting)-They are nc
divorced; at the worst, it's a friend1
little separation.
Lady M.-very friendly! They lunc
together on Christmas day at her mott
er's. Go on.
Reginald-Ted and Kitty Colma,
I'm triumph) Come, now, they are a
: right.
: Lady Mare they? He has kept
with most of his bachelor friends.
) Reginald-Well, as to that, Kit
J doesn't wear the willow. o, I don't su.
Y gest there's anything wrong; but she
!. a bit fly, and if Ted goes his way, ST
gees hers, and they are the best .
friends.
Lady NJ. (as she gazes into spaced