Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1900-10-22
HER GALLANT CAVALIER.

HER GALLANT CAVALIER.
L think him the very embodiment
OF chlvalry ana gallantry, SAID Ethel
Hunt, enthusiastically.
She was dark-cheeked, diamond
| eyed girl OF Is, with braids of blue
DIacK hair cooled around the back OF
her small, Greek-shaped head, and a
color as rich and velyety at the side
OF July peach.
Hump. said Aunt Sarah. I've
heard g4rls talk so before. And ii
generally enueu IN the same thing"
For shame! Aunt sara" cried
Ethel, coloring up to her eyelashes.
4 only mean, OF course, that he is a
W. agreeable companion
NOW this Aunt sara OF our little
lionel was no spectacled spinster OF an
Uncertain age, no portly, pIllow-shaped
wldow, Wltn the photograph OF ner
dear departed husband, worn, pocket
shaped, upon her bosom-but pretty
young woman OF four or five-and-
twenty, with bright blue eyes and hair
all streaked with golden CLEANS, who
was engaged in the congenial oc-
cupatlon OF making up her wedding
clothes.
An agreeable companion, of
course said Aunt Sara. Look,
Ethel, do you think white Maltese lace
OF t'lench blonde with heading of
Roman pearls, would be prettiest for
this berthe?"
Aunt Sara knew when to drop a
subject and when to hold on to it.
But while Ethel was stitching the
quilting on to the white silk dress, her
young aunt's mind was upon the topic
she had apparently abandoned.
"The disagreeable fellow" thought
Aunt Sara HE has somehow heard
that Ethel has money, and he is deter
mined to win it. If she could only
see him in his true light, but I know
what perverse thing a Woman's heart
is Just as sure as [ attempted to tell
her what he really is, she'd make up
her mind that he is the finest and
least appreciated person on the face
OF the earth. And [ did so want her
to keep her heart whole until Everard
Grafton comes to be Charles grooms-
man Everard Grafton is wol thy of a
princess!"
And Miss Sara Martell sat and
sewed away in absorbed silence, with
out speaking a word for the I'M
precedented period of Is minutes.
They say he is perfectly intolerable
at home" she said to herself. CLARA
Waters was there once and heard him
rating his sisters fearfully because the
beefsteak Tor his b4eaKlast was little
overdone. II only I could manage it
that Ethel should see him in his true
light"
She sat and thought while longer
and suddenly the color tloomed into
her cheek, the dimples into her chin.
She started up.
''Ethel, she said, I'm sure you
must be tired OF sitting over that ever
lasting stitching. I've got to go over
TO Susy Morand's to borrow a pattern;
it will be just@a pleasant walk for u.s.
"To Miss Morands?" Ethel was
vexed with herself, but she could not
help the tell-tale blood that surged
into her cheeks. Isn't it rather
early? Only 9 o'clock"
EARLY? Not a bit. susie and
are $50 intimate, we don't mind curl
papers and calico wrappers. Get your
hat and come along quick
But, in spite of her exhortations to
speed, Sara Martell smiled to herself
to perceive that Ethel Hunt fingered
long enough in her own room to
change her black lace breast-knot for
becoming little butterfly bow OF
rose-colored ribbon, and to rearrange
the dainty tendrils of silky black hair
that dropped SO carefully over the low,
broad forehead.
"She thinks we will see Julian
Morand," she thought 10. herself.
well, perhaps we shall. am put
ting myself entirely into the hands Of
Luck and Chance"
But when they reached the Morand
mansion, instead of ringing formally
at the front door, Miss Martell went
around to the back porch, a pretty
little entrance, I'll shaded with honey
suckles and trumpet vines.
I always go in here she said,
nonchalantly, in reply rc Ethels re-
monstrating g1a1oes. Sue Morand
and I are just like sisters
Sue Morand, a blooming girl of Is,