The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1904-06-03
smooth the rufHed feathers more be
fore he left the house.

smooth the ruined feathers more De-
fore he left the house.
He'd have to do it, he thought. II
was the only way out of it Aunt Mar
garet was rich; her nephew was poor
He could afford to get a bicycle, but he
couldn't afford to lose Aunt Margaret;
good will. He was not meTcenary, fol
he had great fondness for the old
lady, of the sort that. delights in teas
| ing
His reflections as he passed down the
street were interrupted by gay voice
| that said:
Willard"
"Myrtis. 1 was just thinking of you
There was a twinkle in his eye. In
fact, it was there most of the time.
You must be careful with your
| compliments. l saw you frowning-
yet you were thinking of me-"
THE sweetest pleasures are Sc.
rious," he rejoined, and both. laughed
Say, will you go with me this after.
noon?'
I'm not in the habit of breaking en-.
gagements, am II"
"A guilty conscience" he laughed. "a
didn't accuse you. Five o'clock, then;
watch
But don't tell Aunt Margaret" he
cautioned.
why? I'm going there now"
We've just had little tilt, and
he made a gesture that might have
meant nothing, or everything.
In good weather Miss Robkin usually
drove in the park at five On this
particular evening the whispering
leaves told her a secret that made heI
heart pulse somewhat more rapidly
Myrtis. her Myrtis, and Willard were
just suited to each other, and, by any
means she could invent, these two
must be mated
Its so good to ride bicycle" ex.
claimed Myrtis, as she and Millart
turned into the park on wheels he ha6
rented
Delightful" he returned. "AnG
more so. when you ride with me-" hi
commented mentally.
He scanned the road ahead full OF
pleasure vehicles of all kinds. Yes
there they were. Those majestic grays
seemingly an embodiment of family
pride. could not be mistaken any.
where.
Lets race!" he cried. "I'll follow
this path. 1t joins the road a quarter
of a mile further on. I'll beat yor
there?" he added, gayly She nodded
acquiescence.
Willard had wait of some minutes
before him when he reached the juno.
ton of the roads. Myrtis finally ar
rived, and greeted him with a puzzled
look
81 met Miss Margaret driving" she
said. 81 don't understand. She seemed
surprised and shocked at first. Made
me stop, and asked me all sorts OF
questions. l thought she knew
learned to ride at college in the physi-
cal culture course. She made me ride
up and down a little-sort of parade
to see how 1 looked. Somehow, 1 for.
got to tell her that you were with me
Audit was funny, too-as we sep.
arated she said as though it were to
herself: Without boomers! It's not sc
| outrageous!'
But Miss Margaret was perturbed
There was no doubt of it, Even ole
John, the hereditary butler of the Rob.
kins, remarked it, and shook his head
solemnly when. a week later. two OBJ.
long wooden cases were received at the
rear door of Miss Margaret's home I'm.
packed, they revealed two bright new
chainless bicycles, one for a man, and
the other for a woman
Il had to do it to keep Willard from
spending his salary for one" she ex-
planned to MyrtIs, later. "And yours
is to keep the roses in your cheeks, as
DR.. Braaley says
II hope you two will enjoy riding
the things" Miss Margaret said. as she
returned Myrtis' warm caress OF
thanks. They were still things" to
Miss Margaret
And Willard, with the wisdom of a
man who knows only that he knows
nothing of woman's fancies, having ex-
pressed his pleasure and thanks, held
his peace about Miss Margarets for
mer attitude.
The Real Robinson Crusoe.
The novel Robinson Crusoe" was