Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1902-12-22
mense interest in his conversation, ana

"Yes, really. And another thing I
like about her is her ferocity. Why.
when she gets couple Of swashbuck-
| lers together in dark alley in old Lon
don she writes about the encounter so
that you can fairly hear their hard
breathing in the struggle. She enjoys
| 1t herself. I'll venture to guess that
Miss Malvern has plenty of grit, and
would stand her ground in the face of
danger"
"You don't think she is afraid of
| cows, then" From under her eye
lashes the girl on the grass glanced Up
| at him with quizzical look of inquiry.
"oh, I beg your pardon" laughed
| Arthur; 81 wasn't thinking Of compari-
| sons. To be afraid of cows is perhaps
| more charming than not to be afraid
Of them. But, referring again to Miss
| Malvern, do you suppose she will
marry, and become more or less com.
monplace-it's an effect matrimony has,
you know-or do you imagine she'll re-
main true to literature? Tell me, Just
| for the sake of discussion, what you
think the probabilities are. AS wom-
| an, you can, Of course, weigh them bet
| ter than can"
'Well, I don't know" said the girl,
thoughtfully. II don't believe that
marriage need be commonplace, and
but here come the pins"
Arthur followed her glance, and saw
with displeasure that the pins were. in
| deed, arriving. He uttered silent male
dictions upon the caddy's short sturdy
| legs that We're coming over the green SO
rapidly and conscientiously. He busted
himself with the young woman's
bicycle when she was closing the rent
made by the fence rail, and when he
had reluctantly led the machine out
into the road because she said she posi-
| lively must be going he remarked, as
suming again his knightly tone:
"If my lady should chance to pass
| this way on the morrow at the same
hour. she will find knight to tilt a
lance in her protection. If need be.
| against the COW, or any other peril"
"The knight has been very kind" she
| smilingly replied. land I thank him,
and will say that I have enjoyed his
conversation more than he can imag-
Inc, but I could not ask him to risk his
| life again for me-"
| "But is he not to have name to
dream on, nor any hope Of the future?"
"He should be full of hope for the
| future" she called back, after she had
| mounted, land as for the name, the
lady of the red clover should be good
name to dream on"
Arthur watched her till her figure
| grew small on the road and dlsap-
peared around a turn. That night in
| his dark room he rocked q photo.
| graphic plate to and fro in the develop
| ing fluid with great care and much
anxiety, and felt the amateurs glow Of
enthusiasm in triple quantity when the
picture began to take distinct form be-
meath his eyes. First there was bit
Of road, then the grass, then the fence,
and. finally, rising in triumph on the
uppermost rails, the lady Of the red
clover, while behind her peered the
mildly surprised face Of cow and an
eXpanse of field.
"It is very well-balanced picture;
the composition is nearly perfect" )"
murmured Arthur, the amateur photo.
grapher, as he bent over the plate.
"she's stunning looking GIRL" MUIR
mured Arthur the young man, as he
held the plate to the light. After ex-
| pending much time and labor on the
| prints he framed one Of the best of
them and gave it the place Of honor
among the divinities on his mantel-
piece.
"And here's the picture Of the girl, "
he remarked to Bob Wilton night or
two afterward, as he finished the reel.
tai Of his interesting experience. Bob
| glanced at the photograph.
"Wh-at" he cried, bursting into a
great laugh. "My dear, fellow, pre-
pare yourself to bear up beneath a
blow. This lady of the red clover,
with whom you talked about Miss
Mary Malvern, and with whom you
tried to make an appointment for the
next afternoon, is no less a parsonage
than Miss Mary Malvern herself"
Bob lost no opportunity to tell the
story at the golf clubhouse. 1t very
speedily reached the drawing rooms
and one morning Arthur received q
family perfumed letter on a delicately
tinted blue paper.
It's contents were as follows:
MY Dear Sir-It seems that the
knight is very modern kind Of knight
who, when he is succoring ladies in dis
tress, takes snapshots of them. Was
the deed quite knightly? Since the
lady of the red clover has no desire tc
remain perpetually in distress on
fence. she must ask that the prints be
surrendered to her and that the plate
be destroyed. Very truly yours,
"AIARY MALVERN.
"P. S.-Since the knights act of de
ception has made his trustworthiness
appear to be a somewhat uncertain
quantity the lady considers it wist
precaution to be n spectator to the de