The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1902-11-28

her. This was his recognized posi-
ton. The buds always opened their
cotillons with Cameron Kent, so her
choice made no comment.
MAY 1 assure you," he said when
making his adieux, 'that your even
ing has been most successful and that
L have enjoyed myself immensely"
81 am glad that you have" she re-
piled conventionally.
Still he fingered.
"May 1 also tell you that I enjoyed
myself even more last evening and
ask for repetition of the program,
say Friday EVENING""
Cissy's eyes danced with mirthful
satisfaction.
81 very much fear" she rejoined,
''that that is the evening cook re-
ceives in the kitchen and 1 really have
no right to appropriate her pre-
cincts. But we might practice on
fudge in the chatting dish"
The fudge evening found him as
mellowed and unconventional as the
molasses one. Cissy's brain were fer
tile in devising and carrying out
schemes that brought herself and the
now deeply interested Cameron Kent
into tete-a-tetes and informal meet
scope for the indulgence of uncon-
venticnal functions. Then came
spring when his fancy already more
than lightly turned to thoughts of the
supreme passion.
Before early summer had passed
Cameron Kent had won and wooed
Cissy with all the ardor of an impul-
sive young swain who had never been
victim to society's iron-clad rules.
Under Cissy's influence he grew al
most unconventional, and, profiting
by his systematic and methodical
habits, her top drawer became a thing
of order.
The courtship was brief and happy
their honeymoon a time of bliss.
One day when they were recalling the
past and he was trying for the hum
dredth time to locate the exact mo-
ment that he lost his heart to her, he
finally declared that it was when she
was greasing his hands on the night
of their famous candy-pull.
81 never thought that 1 really
knew you, as you were, until that
night" said Cissy.
He began to laugh.
81 shall have to tell you some
thing. 1t seemed terrible thing for
me at the time, but looking back
ward, it strikes me as being very
funny. You see I had a great many
engagements, and so 1 was in the
habit of jotting down place, date and
event in a memorandum book [ kept
for the purpose. 1 am naturally ac-
curate, and / never made mistake
in my dates, but l got your dinner
dance noted day in advance in some
ineXplicable way and when [ came,
as you thought, to call that night,
[ supposed that I was coming to the
dinner dance until you came into the
drawing-room in shirt waist attire.
I determined to make a formal call
and depart. In my confusion 1 ac-
cepted your hospitable invitation to
accompany you to the kitchen"
There was a silence. Cissy did not
laugh and tease him as he had ex-
pected. Finally she said:
Cameron, l thought it an awfully
good joke at the time, but since I've
felt like an artful, designing person
in keeping silence so long. 1 have
been calling myself an imposter-I,
too, have confession to make"
"You know what confession is good
for" he laughed, $50 'fess up"
Cameron" she said earnestly, 81
put the date in your invitation a
day in advance of the others, and
planned the candy pull and all, SO I
could meet you informally and get
acquainted with you. Do you think
that was awful?"
His laughter was good to hear.
''But tell me, Cissy, you little con-
spirator," he said presently, when he
had assured her that the scheme was
happy thought, ''why did you want
to meet me informally and get ac-
quainted with me then? Did you really
like me?"
ooh, Cameron" she sighed, "a year
before 1 came out, thought you the
most stunning thing I ever laid eyes
on, and I could hardly wait for my
debut to meet you. If you hadn't
fallen in love with me, I should have
gone into the convent"
Bound to wear a veil in either case,
eh, Cissy," he asked lightly, but
with pleasure shining in his eyes,
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