Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1904-03-02

don't do this sort of thing very often,
do your"
mot any oftener"-Van Story was
going to add, than I can help" but
stopped himself for an instant. Then
he thought it better to be strictly hon
est and so he added-"than l can help.
/ hate this sort Of thing" he contin-
ued, looking her frankly in her blue
i eyes, because, you know, it's so un-
satisfactory"
"Sir" she pouted back, "do you
mean to say that my tea is unsatisfac-
tory?"
He nodded
"For me, I mean" he added. He
lowered his voice, although this was
hardly necessary, as three women on
their right-the left-overs--were dis
cussing the opera. II shall never be
able to see you Alone" he said.
what makes you think that?'
swell, haven't been trying to for
weeks?"
She smiled.
IF at first you don't succeed, try, try
again. BY the way, will you help us
trim the church tomorrow night?"
That's manual labor"
II know it, and that's what want
you for. If you don't like teas, you
surely will enjoy. trimming a church.
That will give you something to do.
know you are strong. because you used
to play football, and besides, you look
strong"
do really? So does a hired
man."
She pouted again.
Nov, I intended that for compli-
ment, and it was horrid Of you to turn
it the other way. But you will come,
will you not? You know the church.
the large old-fashioned brick that sets
off the avenue. The sexton will have
the ladder, and the green's have all
been ordered"
Van Story smiled at her enthusiasm.
who's going to be there? he asked.
| 'Let me see. They've placed me in
charge Of the affair, you know, be-
cause / really felt ought to do some
thing this year, and there will be four
others to help-the superintendent, Mr..
Pumpton; the infants Bible class
teacher, Mr.. Huddle; the assistant or
ganist, Mr.. Wringer, and vestryman
Springer that makes six in all, doesn't
it-counting us in?'
Van Story arose.
That's four too many" he said, as
he held her hand. Don't you think
so?"
She flushed slightly.
EYES," she said softly. "But-you'll
be there, won't you? Surely?'
'I'll be there" he replied. 'To-
morrow night at eight"
AS he walked back down the avenue
Van Story almost shouted to himself in
the exuberance Of his new thought
Here at last was his opportunity, after
so much waiting after the long days
spent in hoping against hope that the
next time he might stand face to face
with this beautiful girl and tell her
how much he loved her-here, at last,
was his chance. He hastily repeated
over the names of the church trimming
party that he might not forget them.
He would go to the sexton, find their
addresses, and the rest was easy.
That individual was at his home.
reading the afternoon paper, which he
put down apologetically as Van Story
entered.
II am from Miss Pinkton, about
trimming the church tomorrow night.
Have the green's been ordered?'
Eyes, sir; they will be delivered to-
morrow"
"And the church will be open"
"Yes, sir, will open the side chancel
door at seven-thirty."
"Good. And now will you be so
kind as to give me the names and adj
dresses Of Mr.. Pumpton, Mr.. Huddle
Mr.. Wringer and Mr.. Springer"
The sexton called them out from his
record book, and Van Story, armed
with the precious paper, hurried off to
the nearest hotel typewriter.
II want this dictated on plain pa
per-" he said to that imperturbable
young lady, and he gave the following
brief business note:
Dear Sir-Owing to an unexpected
and important engagement Of the head
of the Trimming Committee l am re-
quested by Miss Pinkton to say that
the trimming of the church, which was
to have taken place tomorrow night,
is postponed You will, therefore,
please not attend tomorrow night, but
come on the night following Yours
truly, w. A. VAN STORY"
II want that letter to be sent to each