Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1900-11-20

me. / heard you send him back fol
your cape he paused, with sudden
conjunction.
You are not cold?' he questioned
anxiously 81 forgot and have moth.
ing in the way of wrap to offer you.
NO, 1 am not cold,' she said, as stiff1y
as she could.
"You walked on, you know, and then
temptation seized me. An evil spirit
disguised, most charmingly disguised
as piece of braid! And could not re
sist it. l was only afraid you would
think l had been suspiciousiy quick
for brother"
81 just wasn't thinking" she admit
ted. dimpling.
The mood for confession grew on him
"Or that you might look round" said
! he
81 wish"
"No, don't say it! Hear me out first
Honestly, 1 was not entirely actuated
by motives of mere selfishness, as
might at first appear. put it to myself
like this: Here is a charming girl going
to spend a most perfectly delightful
summer afternoon on the river, with nc
more exciting companion than the
! brother she has known from her earli-
| est days, whose thoughts are as open to
her as her own; who hasn't peculiar.
| ity, or even a virtue, left undiscovered
argued with myself about it. Should
let such paltry thing as the lack OF
an introduction prevent me from giving
this girl treat"
"Oh," she cried, you really are
Yes he said, sit stands to reason
even as study, sort of unexplored
continent, so to speak; a strange young
man, in such case, must present him
self in the light of an acquisition"
Her eyes were dancing. why don't
you say such an excec dinghy nice young
man, while you are about it?" she
asked mockingly.
Il will go one better" said he, "with
your permission. Such an exception
ally nice pairr' and he bowed.
"Oh, you are dreadful dreadful
But she did not say it as a fact to be
deplored. She looked away from the
soft summer landscape, down to the
edge of her serge skirt with its trim
ming of braid and the fateful loop.
''They do sew these so insecurely,''
she said You haven't pin to spare?'
ut seems almost a pity" said he,
while she busted herself over it; but 1
suppose it will be just as well now"
The afternoon was, as he had said, de-
lightful, and his swift stroke left moth
ing to be desired. 1t was not cold, after
all, and she never gave another thought
to the cape until she saw it, when at
last they got back, hanging deserted on
the boathouse door, where her brother
had left it when he arrived there to find
her vanished
The brother and sister were very
alike in disposition, and took things
lightly and as they came. So he never
openly resented her desertion-perhaps,
as her new friend pointed out, he, too,
had his more than adequate compensa-
ton.
This is just story of the inevitable.
For the man of resource was something
CT character reader. and he had look
ed at the girl before he stepped.
She called it, in her kindest moods, an
anticipation, but he maintained that he
gave the incident its most appropriate
title when he named it ''forerunner .
And this it was.
The weather favored them. and his
visit heightened from a weeks end to
a week and more. Ample time for a
man of such ready methods to win for
himself girl not indisposed to be won
Thus his visit to the brother ended in
his marriage with the sister-an old
tale, but often a very pleasant one.
1t was later in the season, and boat
ing Interests had given way to the ne
cessity Of stock-taking in fashionable
wearing apparel. and discussions on the
relative merits of new and antique fur
niture.
Il could almost WISH" she said sweet
IL, that it was possible to trim a white
satin wedding dress with b-aids in a
sort of squiggly pattern OF loops and
turns
IF you contemplate having one loop
pendant to trip NE up during the cere-
mony," he said. laughingIy. Il am Of. !"
Then. perhaps. it is just as well to
reserve braid as a trimming for serge
and cloth" she said.