The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-09-14

you. Never fear. / will attend to that
part Of it when it becomes necessary.
"Thea l will go with you"
81 thank you. Good night"
Next morning after breakfast dis
covered that Miss Sanderson and her
companion were setting off for days
.Seasure, and that MIR. Ebbington was
to lie their sole conductor and escort. 1t
was noticeable that he had donned
new suit of clothes in honor of the occa
sion, and l saw that be wore sprig Of
japonica in his buttonhole From his
expression concluded that he was very
we'll satisfied with himself, but wheth-
er he would have been quite so con-
fident had he known who his fair
friends really were was quite another
matter and one upon which could only
conjecture
We spent the afternoon with the
ladies in the garden and at their request
remained to take tea with them. Dur
ing this al fresco meal, which was pre-
sided over by Miss Sanderson herself,
my companion stated that it was his de-
sire to arrange something little out Of
| the common for the ladies' amusement.
| "What shall it be?" he asked with
the magnifcence of an oriental poten-
tate to whom all things are possible.
ga picnic? But that is not much fun
here. A dance? But it's too hot for that.
| What would you like?"
Allie seemed to reflect for few mo-
ments and then she said, with an ap-
pearance of animation:
| edo you really want to give us a
/ treat, Mr.. Ebbington? Then reckon
the incest thing you can possibly do on
! these hot nights would be to take US for
trip on the water. know Mrs.
Beecher thinks SO too Now you just
get us launch and trot us round. I
guess that''ll be real delightful
4 She clapped her hands and appeared
to be so pleased with the idea that,
whatever he may himself have thought
of it, there was nothing for Ebbington
4 to do but to assent.
We'll take some supper" she con-
tinued as if new idea had struck her,
"and you gentlemen shall bring your
cigars, and we'll spend a delightful
evening. I'm fonder of the sea than you
can think. But do just wish you could
see New York harbor. You should see
Newport, too, where my papa's got a
cottage. It's real fine"
After dinner that evening Ebbington
reported that he had engaged a steam
launch and also that he had ordered the
supper. Thereupon to encourage him
Miss Sanderson professed herself to be
looking forward to the trip more than
she had ever done to anything else in
her life.
Accordingly next evening immediate
i ly after dinner we saw that our charges
We're carefully wrapped up, chartered
rickshaws and set off for the harbor. 1t
was lovely night, with a young moon
just showing like silver sickle above
the roofs We were all in the highest
spirits, although must confess my own
were not unmixed with a slight dash of
nervousness as to what. the upshot Of
our excursion would be.
!, had noticed all through the even.
ing, and, for the matter of that, through
out the day, that Ebbington's manner
toward Allie was every moment growing
more unpleasantly familiar. By the
time he had completed his first bottle of
champagne at supper it was about as
much as could stand. Indeed, twice
he called her by her assumed Christian
name, and once he tried to take her
hand. Remembering, however, what
would follow later, / kept tight rein
upon myself and did not allow any ex-
preston Of my feelings to escape me.
4 "After all give me American girls, "
our hero was saying, with an insolent
freedom for which could have kicked
him, as he lit his cigar. "There's none
Of that stand ofishness about them that
there is with our English women. You
can say more to them without their be-
ing offended and wanting to call their
fathers in to you.'
"You mean, perhaps, that we are
more good natured,'' said Allie. "I'm
afraid, however, we're sometimes un.
wise enough to permit people to become
| familiar on three days acquaintance,
and that's a very foolish thing"
sob, come now, Miss Sanderson, y
said our host, uncorking another bottle
of champagne, filling up Allies glas:
and then helping himself literally. 81
think that's little severe, isn't it
One thing ! know, though, you don't
mean it, do you:''
81 am not so certain Of that, . she re-
piled. "It's just possible that may be
compelled to do so. But let us talk Of
something else. What a lovely night il
| is, isn't it? l think this harbor's just
delightful by moonlight. Say, Mr.. Eb
bington, couldn't we come on tomorrow
morning for awhile, about II o'clock.
just to oblige me, don't you think you
could manage it?'
Knowing that II was the hour al
which he was to see the admiral, Iwait.
ed to hear what answer ewould make
1t was easy to see that be was little
nonplused, for he expressed his sorrow
that through an important business en-.
gagement he would be quite unable to
comply with her request and for some