Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1899-10-25

Office.
There" said Nora. as she turned
away from Teddy O'Hara, AN sure
I've forgotten the name as clane as II
| niver had heard it,
Whose name was it, alanna?"i con
sollngly demanded Col. Ross coachman,
whose soft nothings had put the mes
sage completely out of Noras head.
There was somethin' In 1t about the
'Rectory of Country Parson,'" said
Nora, twisting herself into the letter
5, with the violent attempt at recollec-
ton to which she forced herself.
"rhere ain no rectory hereabouts,"
said Teddy. "Sure it amt built yet!
But the parson he's up on the hotel
steps. !, seen him there as came be
yant. A tall young gentleman. with a
high vest-for all the wurreld like
Roekwell-an' spectacles as gintle as
We PLACE. Is 1t message you've got
for him. Nora, mayourneen?"
Pm to borrow himr' said Nora, fix
ing her dull, CLASSY glare on Teddy
O'Hara's astonished face.
''1'o borrow him?" repeated Teddy.
Teddy uttered a whistle.
"Its the quarest loan as liver l heard
Of" said he. "An' If it's fair ques-
ton, who Is it wants him?''
"Miss Matty Rice's compliments" re-
peated Nora with parrot-like prompti-
tude, 'and she wants to borrow the
parson."
Teddy exploded into laugh.
"Sure, an If 1t was leap year." said
he, ~ should think 1t meant something.
| nlver heard such a message In all me
born days before. But l must make
haste, or the mail will be off"
Away trudged Teddy, while Nora
kept on to the hotel, all unconscious Of
the curious transformation that had be-
fallen her luckless message.
rs the parson hereT' demanded she,
shaking her umbrella, and stamping
the mud off her feet on the steps of the
mountain hotel, which was still we'll
filed with guests who had fingered to
see the splendors of the October forests
among the woods.
The hotel clerk, who had just come
out to glance at the barometer, stared
at her; the young ladies on the wide
veranda giggled; the stout old gentle
men, who were walking up and down
the boards to gain their daily two miles
Of exercise, stopped short; and spec
tacled, grave-looking young man, who
was talking with lady just beyond,
glanced around, as If he fancied that he
were personally interested.
''Do you want the-clergyman? said
the hotel clerk, doubtful yet polite.
'Is 1t stone mason or chimney
swape I'd be manin', dye thinkw re-
torted Nora, beginning to imagine that
she was being made game of.
81 am the clergyman" said the spec
tacled gentleman, stepping courteously
forward at this juncture. 'Is there
anything can do for your"
"Miss Matty Rice's compliments"
said Nora. without in the least abating
the shrillness Of her voice, IAN she
wants to borrow you"
81 beg your pardon" said Mr.. Fon-
taine, "but-Pm not quite sure that |
understand you, my good woman"
I'm speakin the English language.
sure" said Nora, somewhat affronted.
'She wants to borrow you"
But what for?' said he, ignoring
the filters of the group which was now
fast gathering on the veranda.
"To amuse herself wild this rainy
day." said Nora. you're to come back
wild me. phase. l was to bring you.
Miss Matty Rice's compliments,
and"
Really" said Mr.. Fontaine, "this is
very strange"
THE Rices live in little Swiss cot
tage by the Haldino Falls" suggested
the hotel clerk. Gentleman goes up
and down to the city every day. Keeps
a pony carriage"
you're to come back wild me,
please" interrupted Nora. "'The Rec
tory or the County Parson,' Miss
Matty Rices compliments, and"
Mr.. Fontaine hurrledly surveying
the situation in his minds eye, decided
1t was better to obey this strange re-
quest.
And putting on a. waterproof wrap,
and arming himself with a light silk
umbrella, he accompanied Nora Nc
Shane, to the great buzzing and whis-
perlng of the group on the veranda
Miss Rice was listlessly watching
Eveleen's embroidery, as the door
bounced open and Nora rushed In, ex-
claiming:
"Here he is! I've brought him.
Brought whomY exclaimed Matty
in surprise.
"The country parson," said Nora.
"There wasn't no rectory, l inquired
for It, but 1t wasn't built"
''What on earth is the girl talking
about?" said Matty in amazement.
And then Mr.. Fontaine walked in,
holding his hat in his hand.
Il am the clergyman" said he. Can
l be of any use?"
Matty colored a deep cherry-pink.
"Oh, dear, l am so sorryr" she fal-
tered: "but there Is some dreadful mis-