The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1904-03-03
Jor|es' Joust With
the Duke ><.
BtcLYDE NORMAN
lCop INT, Isoa, by Daily Story Pub. Co.,


IN Qrge, and don't say mean
things. ou know there never was
any engagement between us and you
have nc lain on me- Mothers heart
is set o7ny marriage to the duke and
he is Fsry fine gentleman. And,
George. lou knew never could en-
duSa a|prosy, commonplace life. I
can't elp 1t II / am romantic and
like c:{es and coats-of-arms and
family brtraits and ancestral tradi-
tions al Eliveried servants and all that
sort OF hing"
The began the speech with q sort
Of gen& defiance, but ended in q
lamelyy ypologetic tone.
The Ice Of the young man, which
was dhed from his passionate re-
monst> Ice, grew pale while she spoke
and tidre died from his eyes. which
looked eadily into hers.
.B1 you do not love him and you
me-" he said.
presume too much," she re-
plfa )ushing now in her turn. "Sir
ChaX4i IL a nobleman both by name
and ire and admire and respect
him. course. l have been fond Of
you, orge, but you have no right te
assu& that love YOU
A EgAt smile trembled on the lipt
Of young man. , -,
q re are some occasions and some
wor3you seem to have forgotten" HI
ss~lssd san For instance, one moonlight
eve at Lake Geneva"
George. don't be mean." sh'
inhibited, sharply. "Of course,
had Zen fond Of you and am font
Of but a girl don't have to MARI!
IN young man who makes low
I'D even if she has liked him ant
Id say foolish things to her. Nov
d ensible and don't spoil our goo'
4 hip. II it. were only the goo'
Is of chivalry when men tough
|ir lady loves, you could go II
title 1t between you, but | an
SIS hdfully weak and mamma is g.
and her head is set on thi
- that simply cannot oppos
strange light leaped into tn
Ing mans eyes.
klf 1t were in the good old days an
bde up in armor ON white charger
ght your duke TO defeat and picke
up under your mothers nose an
pite your fathers protests and red
hy, would you be happy with me?
NJ oh, that would be beautiful" sh
klaimed, clapping her hands. "Bu
kat's the use of taking about it. W
e In prosaic times and men are q
eak and spiritless as women. 1t mus
dreadful for a man like Sir Charlie
Hth.all the. heroic blood of his rae
bn about in a dress suit like OF
men" She ended with a slgl
~ kuess Sir Charles can bear u
it" replied the young man drill.
hding he can find somebody
BE- his dress suit and champagne
Jat's right, be horrid IL you wal
h drag everything and everybod
" Tue IcScl Va UuSiAccS "A
ee." she retorted. II don't belle,
would fight for your ladyiove
sso1 old days Of chivalry4 wei
here. You'd rather sit in your o.
ee and make money-so. there!"
The days of chivalry are alwa,
ke,," he replied slowly, "and men
W. have fought for women and q
ays will. The only difference is
he weapons Good night.
il He turned abruptly to leave her.
.Now, don't be ugly and horr
1out it. will you?" she said. IS
harles is to be here next week
end a fortnight Mamma is prepa
Y to announce the engagement DOE
eake it harder for me-"
.Depend upon me-" he replied, sml
ng broadly.
ID due time appeared Charles Arth'
morris, twenty-first duke OF Ba
brough, viscount OF Chiselaurl
Is OF something OF other ana
let. The papers never did get b
IN twice alike. With him was
array Of boxes and bags a
IL servants aad paraphernali