The Ely miner., 1900-11-23

called him Romeo, in her hours of ease.
His name was John.
There's the Dorchesters and the
Bennington-Millers and. Basil and
Leonora and the E. Gerard-Keenes-
we're under obligations to all of them" {"
SJuliet was not strong in her English
grammar, but in everything else.
"You follow me, Romeo?"
''Yes to the death-certainly my
dear" he answered her. Where would
he not follow her? He shifted his po-
sition now to get her in stronger light.
Strong lights were becoming to Juliet.
He unused over her pretty charms and
thought idly what fortunate fellow
he was.
''It's awful to feel under so many OBJ
legations, Romeo! You feel like that
man-who was it, in the geography p
who carried the world around on his
back? You remember him, Romeo?"
eyes, he was an old schoolmate of
mine," he said, humorously. Juliet
laughed.
"Well, then you know how feel, GO
ing round with the Dorchesters and the
Bennington-Millers and all the rest on
my poor little back. I think I've found
a way to get them off, Romeo"
"Yes?"-absently.
"Yes. Now, stop wool-gathering and
listen. I'm going to invite them all to
Thanksgiving dinner"
"By-the-holy- Moses, you are!"
I, - I, I,
ing down into her calm little face in
amaze.
''I am," Juliet said, serenely.
He continued gazing. Was Juliet go
ing mad? There had dbeen-wait!-yes,
there had been Wheeler, generation
or two back, who was mentally aber-
rated. Juliet was Wheeler on her
mothers side; therefore Juliet was go-
ing mad. He groaned audibly.
Keep calm, dear; don't allow your
self TOTO be agitated," he said.
"Romeo-John"-tha was another
phase of her name for him-'Romeo-
John, sit down here beside me and be
calm yourself. I'm calm enough. I'll
recapitulate. What said was that I'm
going to invite all those people we're
under obligations to to Thanksgiving
dinner with us. That will settle the OBJ
ligations-I suppose you see that,
Romeo? Men can't see through look
ing-glass! Have you taken that in?
Well, to-day is the 18th. I shall send
the invitations at once. I've only just
found out I could-safely, you know"
Ha 1v,,f 49,
so few things. Among the few, several
facts arrayed themselves fauntingly
in his consciousness. He knew that
their income-Juliet's and his-was pa
thetically meager; that it was against
their maxims to run in debt; that their
-dining-room was ten by thirteen. The
latter fact appeared indomitable. He
waved his hand toward the neat little
dining-table before them with an elo-
quent gesture, Juliet understood his
gesture perfectly.
"It's wee bit dining-room, isn't it,
Romeo? The wee-est bitl And there
are-let' t'scount-two Dorchesters, three
Bennington-Millers five. Take
your other hand, Romeo-spread out
the fingers-Basil and Leonora-"
They're one," he muttered, docking
them off on his thumb. Why not? He
and Juliet were one.
"Two," counted Juliet. impressive
1y, "and five E. Gerard Keenes, count
ing the children. Now, how many's
that?"
Romeo-John was regarding his wide
spread fingers with disfavor. There
were not enough.
'"Twelve!-That's IL, Romeo. Then
there's mother, John-of course we
must have mother, John-and the
girls. That's 15-and you and I"
sixteen" he groaned. "My dear,
the dining-room is ten by thirteen.
There are three extra leaves to the
table, and"
But he got no further. Juliet trans
+. ferred herself lightly to his knee and
covered his bearded lips with both
little white hands.
"Poor boyl" she cooed. HE shall