Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1900-03-03
CHAPTER XVII.

81 wish YOU would all attend says Olga
BOhun, just Il little lmpatiently, looking
round upon the assembled group, with brow
uplifted and the point Of a pencil thrust be-
tween her rOSe-red lips.
''Thrice-blessed pencil. ~ murmu Mr..
Kelly, in a Uery stage whisper. Man is the
superior being, yet he would not be permitted
TO occupy 50 exalted a position. Are you a
stone, ROnayne, thai YOU can regard the
situation with such an insensate face?' Mr..
ROnayne is 1T this moment gazing at Mrs.
BOhm with all his heart in his eyes. He
starts and colors. IL cannot help thinking
OF that dear little song about the innocent
daisy goes on Mr.. Kelly, with a rapt eX-
preston. Bat I'd choose to be a pencil,
If | might be a tiower!'
"NOw dO let us decide upon something"
says Olga, taking no heed of this sally, and
~frowning the smile that is fighting for mas
terry.
yes; now YOU are all 10 decide upon
something at once" says Mr.. Kelly, gloom
ly. "rherc is a difficulty about the right
way to begin il, but it must be done; Mrs.
Bohm says so. There /, to be no deception.
| shall say one, two, three, and away, and
then every one must have decided; the de-
faulter will be spurncd from the gates.
Now! one, two-DeSmond," sternly, you
are not decidingr'
81 am, indeed" says Desmond, most UNI
truthfully. lie is lying on the grass at
Monica'S feet, and is playing idly with her
white fan.
You are not doing il properly. l dare
say Miss BercSford is making you uncOm-
Portable; and | am sure YOU are trying to
break her fan. Come over here and sit by
me, and you will be much happier"
"Penance is good for the soul, ! shall stay
here says Desmond.
IF we mean 10 get up tableauX, we GER
tainly ought to set about them at once" say )
Hernia Herrick indolently.
"There doesn't seem to be any work in
anybody says Olga, in despair.
"Try me-" says Lord ROSsmOyne, bend
ing over her chair. He has only Just come,
and his arrival has been m"announced.
"Ah! Hdnk you with Il brilliant smile.
"Now you do look like business"
1t is Monday, and four o'clock. Aghyo-
hillbeg lying baskingi IN the sunshine is look
ing its loyeliest, which Is saying Il great
deal. The heat is so intense on this sweet
July day that every one has deserted the
house and come out to find some air,-a
difficulty. They have tried the grass ter
races, in vain, and now have congregated
beneath a giant fir, and are, comparatively
speaking, cool.
just before luncheon Madame O'Connor
brought Monica home in triumph with her
from Moyne, to find Desmond, handsome
and happy, on her doorstep, waiting with
calm certainty an invitation to that meal.
He got 1t, and one to dinner likeeise.
I'VE have set our hearts on tableauX, but
II is so difficult TO think Of any scene fresh
and unhackneyed," says Olga, gazing plain
lively into Lord ROssmoyne's sympathetic
face.
Don't give away" says Mr.. Kelly, ten
derby. 1T must be a poor intellect that
couldn't rise superior to such n demand as
that. Given one minute, l believe even L
could produce an idea as novel as it would
be brilliant"
"You shall have your minute says Olga,
pulling ont her watch. Now begin-'
''Tima'S up" she says, presently, when
sixty seconds nave honestly expired.
you might have said that thirty seconds
ago, and l should not have objected" says
MI. Kelly, with an assured smile.
"And your idea
1.-THE HuguenOtSr'
Need | say that every one is exceedingly
angry;
Ever heard it befOre?' asks Mr.. Kelly,
with aggressive insOlence; which question,
being considered as adding insult to injury,
Is treated with silent contempt.
81 told you it was not to be DONE" says
Olga, %petulantly, addressing everybody gem
orally.
II can't agree with YOU. | see no reason
why it should fall to the ground says Miss
Fitzgerald, warmly, who is determined to