The Winslow mail., 1899-02-25
A Better Understanding
BY Frank 81. Speafman


drives with imaginary success. While
they chatted Miss Macy pounded tho
turf idly with her driver.
Il do like you" he was saying.
She smiled. but skeptically,
Il like YOU he continued, curious
ly, In spite of myself and yourself"
''What an odd Mr.. Carter!" smiled
Miss Macy. This is a novelty"
I'm afraid its more than that-an
impertinence, Yet I'd hate to have you
look On it that way
"Oh, don't. Rather an idiosyn-
Grassy, isn't it? Explain it, please, Mr..
Carter. Friday is SO tedious"
For You it is-with a gay Saturday
and Sunday in prospect. But for me,
with the prospect that Saturday and
Sunday ! sha'n't get word or look
30 men chasing around after you"
She only struck the turf bit harder.
''Now that you've insisted you like
me-and it's Friday-you must tell me
why" she said, inexorably.
"Yeu are not quite ready for that,
Miss Macy"
''How do you know?"
eff 1 were to tell you, you'd simply
hang my scalp in your chatelaine with
the rest, and sleep-while tossed in
Nretchedness:
For moment she made no reply.
Tell me, then, why you don like me, y
she said at length.
That's rather more serious. / con-
fess I hardly dare"
"At your age?"
She fingered the playthings on her
chatelaine as if she really were count
ing scalps, The figure amused her; but
her lips were set in defiant smile.
Il hope your paradox isn't going to be
silly" She lifted her eyebrows pa
tiently as she spoke.
"No, only rude. At 4O-since you have
kindly reminded me of it-one sees
more than youth and wit and grace in
life. There's another word. I'm afraid
you haven't spelled it yet, Miss Macy"
GO on"
s'I'ye need of your encouragement.
Well, I see you here the center of all at
traction-=eyery last one of US tagging
at your heeels--"
'1They said at dinner last night you
were certain Of the open champion
ship"
"You shall not upset me-" he con-
tinued,. deterninedly, ''All the girls
are jealous-all their mothers enraged
You are a despot, Miss Macy, ciearly
enough, You car sand no end OF handl-
Gaping, ana hole out ahead. But
there's another side to it"
"Now for it!
81 see your mother here, too; lovely,
lovely woman. love her, too. Apd !
see her suffer every day, more than |
ever suffered in my life. She ought not
to be here an hour; she ought to be in
Mackinac, but she stays here just be-
cause YOU want to be here, and she
won't separate from you. II you
thought of her frst-forgive me for
saying so-you wouldn't stay in Glen
Ellyn an hour. You are angry now"
She rose smiling, but dangerously.
''Not bit; we can't sit here all day, can
we? Hershie, tee my ball. I'm glod
you've suggested SHOULD temper cour-
tesy with thoughtfulnes Mr.. Carter.
| do spend too much time on the links
just to be obliging-and too little with
mamma. Let's go back by the pond.
It's quicker"
Monday morning Carter went up to
Lake Forest to dedicate a course; he
was authority about Chicago. When he
got back to Glen Ellyn Tuesday the
Macys had disappeared, There was no
end of pique over it; all the fellows
were upset. Everybody except Garter
was rnystified. He was only astonishe ed :;
Eet even from Mrs Macy-un easy Re
,,G, "' !. 10 0Op
calling many little courtesies- he GER
tainly had some cause to feel aggrieved
Still it was incredible that with so
appalling a case of hay fever Mrs. Macy
had gone anywhere except to Mackiuac
And with stern confidence that ne
must be right Carter took the Manitou,
determined to find the Maeys.
When morning dawned on the straits
he fully expected to see the Macys on
confidence to hunt the island over and
find no trace of them. Hurried excur-
sions to neighhoring points and dill
gent inquiry among the Chicago colony
utterly failed 10 reveal the missing
couple.
The afternoon he started for Chicago
Carter was thoroughly depressed. Co
ing down the boat slapped at Harbor
Springs. He had already searched The
bay resorts; yet be stood on deck, d
lonely man among jolly hundred, anx-
ously scanning the features Of every
lainty woman on the wharf with the
persistence of desperate longing.
Not until the passengers were
shipped and the whistle blown did he
surrender his last hope, And thea,
standing on the deck as the boat came
around = the harbor receding-by
Heaven! who was that on the pier?
Mrs. Macy waving her handkerchief,
Chicago men think quick. 1t was a
long way to the captain, but Carter
covered it in great leaps. Through
groups, over tables, down flights and
up hatchways.
"No!" cried the captain.
'l'll give you Ss00!"
''Not for $4,000. l won't put back for
the president cf the United States!"
Carter saw that he meant it; he was
gore before the tar could finish. Fly,
ing astern like Il sea gull Carter set the
tourists clustering i'll the saloons ano
thronging the decks crazy.
''He's detectiye!" "I.ost his wife!'
his wife!" .:Lunatic!"