Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1900-02-01

"Wny. she is the best-looking woman
in all Meadowshire; We cannot leave her
OUT,
1t II knew nothing about her, not eyea
her name; she is some kind of poor rela-
ton. believe acts as the children's gov
erness. We have too many women as it
is. No, certainly shall not ask her. 90
on to the next Beatrice.
But, mothers she is soVery handsome!
Surely you might include her.
Dear me. Beatrice. what stupid girl
YOU are! What is the good OF asking
handsome girls to cut you out IN your
own house," said Mrs. Miller impatient
".
II think you are horribly unjust, NAM
MAJ saws Miss Beatrice, energeticaily;
land it is downright unkind to leave her
out because she is handsome-as II L
cared"
..How can l ask her if / do not know
her name?" said her mother, irritably.
IF you like to find out who she is and
all about her.
Yes, l will find out said Beatrice.
quietly; give me the note, | will keep ~
| back for the present. Look, mamma.
she exclaimed. suddenly: there is Uncie
Tom riding UP the drive.
Now. Tom Esterworth was a very I'M
portant parsonage: he was the present
head of the EsterWorth family. and, as,
such the representative of its ancient
honors and traditions. He was bach
elor. and reigned in solitary grandeur at
Lutterton Castle, and kept the hounds
as his fathers had done before him. Uncle
I Tom was thought very much of at Shado-
make, and his visits always caused GER
tain amount of agitation in his sisters
mind TO her dying day she would De
conscious that in Toms eyes she had
been guilty of a mesalliance.
| Uncle Tom came in, q tall, dark faced,
strong -limbed man of fifty--an ugly man,
il you will, but gentleman, and an Els
terworth, every inch Of him. He kissed
his sister, and patted his niece on the
cheek.
why weren't you out to-day, Pussy"
You met so far off. uncle. | had no
one to ride with to- the meet. The boys
will be back next week: Have you had
good run?"
mo. we've done nothing but potter
about all the morning; there isn't scrap
of SCENT
"Uncle Tom. will you give us meet
here when we have our house warming
.Humph! you haven't got any foxes at
Shadonake," answered her uncle. He had
drawn his chair to the fire, and was
warming his hands over the blazing logs.
Beatrice was rather favorite with him.
Il will see about it, Pussy" he added,
kindly. seeing that she looked disappoint-
ed Mrs. Miller was pouring him out
cup of tea.
"Well. I've got piece of news for you
womenr says Mr.. Esterworth, stretch
ing out his hand for his tea. John KY
nastons going to be married.
Mrs. Miller never knew how it VAS
that the old Worcester teacup in her
hand did not at this juncture fall fiat on
the ground into a thousand atoms.
Engaged to be married. she said,
with gasp.
"That is news indeed" cried Beatrice,
heartily. II am delighted"
Don't be so foolish, Beatrice" said
her mother, quite sharply. How on
earth can you be delighted when you
don't even know who it is? Who is it,
Tom? One of the Courtenay girls?"
"No"
81 know" says Beatrice, nodding her
head sagely; lit is that girl who lives
with the Daintrees."
Tom Esterworth turns round in his
chair and looks at his niece.
by Jove, you've hit it!' he exclaims.
what clever pussy you are, to be
sure"
And then the soul of the members wife
became filed with CONSERVATION and dis
gust.
"Well, 1 call it downright sly Of John
Kynaston!" she exclaims, angrily; "pick-
ing out nobody like that behind all our
backs, and keeping it SO quiet, too; he
ought to be ashamed Of himself for such
an unsuitable selection
Beatrice laughed. you know, Uncle
Tom, mamma wanted him to marry me-"
'"Whewr' whistled Esterworth. $50
that was the little game, Caroline, was
it? John Kynaston has better taste. He
wouldn't have looked at an ugly little
girl like our pussy here, would he, Puss?
Miss Nevill is one of the finest women l
ever saw in my life. She was at the
meet to-day on one of his horses; and she
made all the other women look plain by
the side of her! Kynaston is a very
lucky fellow"
"She will have to be asked to stay in
the house," said Mrs. Miller, with some
thing akin to groan. Il cannot leave
her out as Lady Kyna ston is coming.
Oh, dear! oh, dear! what fools men are,
to be sure!"
(To be continued)