Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1905-03-03

were presidents of banks, and presidents
of railroads, and presidents of insurance
companies, and presidents of mining,
stock, real estate and newspaper COM
panies, and-these We're only a foretaste.
What agreeableAand accomplished gen
tlemen they were. too! How they were
perpetually putting this and that, and the
other, at her disposal. What bales of
invitations she received to every imagln-
able kind of an entertainment, public and
private. And how was she astoniShed to
find that her very first visit designed orig
inally to occupy but three days, drew it
self irresistibly and ineXorably into four
weeks, in which time she had gone with
each and every president in the known
world, she believed, to some fascinating
entertainment of some sort or other-al-
ways chaperoned by her happy and buoy
ant father and Congressman Billy Biler
of course.
The newspapers had annoyed her lit
tie by publishing apparently we'll anthem
ticated statements, always from reliable
sources, and conveying the detailed IN
formation of her approaching marriage
with certain brilliant young Congress
man and four or FIVE young and fasclnat-
ing presidents of banks and railroads.
But her natural buoyant organization
soon enabled her to so far overcome her
annoyance as to permit her to laugh as
heartily as could her jubiant father.
And how quickly she learned some OF
the ways of the city! For instance she
had not completed the second week of her
| first stay, until she had acquired the
| remarkable art, utterly unknown to
Hoosierdom-of having a headache just
| at the time when, had it not been Tor
the timely interposition of the said head
ache, she would have been compelled to
entertain Congressman Billy Biler, OF one
of the five young and fascinating presi-
| dents above mentioned.
About that time, too, that is to say
about the beginning of the era OF the
headaches, she fell into the habit of TAX
ing her fathers left arm and slipping out
of the side entrance of the hotel, and
then walking him all up and down State
street and Wabash avenue, and goodness
only knows where she didn't walk him,
according to his own observations!
On one of these walks she had acted
| in such an unaccountably strange and
reckless way as to seriously discomfort
her father, and even begin to make him
think that the city was entirely too ex-
citing for her; although nobody could
deny that it was just the thing for him.
They had been talking about Mr.. Ma
son Huntley. Or, to speak more accu-
ratelv, he had been talking about that
mysterious and seclusive gentleman who
had not shown himself or signified in any
way whether he yet held residence on
anv part of this planet when all at once
| his, q
little way down the sidekalk, and just
as he was starting to run after, she turn
ed and ran back in great and eager agi-
tation.
Call that cab, father. Quick, or he
won't hear you! There! Cab! Cab.
Cabv She had screamed out in such a
shrill, resonant, penetrating Hoosier
Reelfoot Prairie voice, that two or three
cabs came dashing up that way. Then
she had literally broken into one of them
before the driver could open the door,
and pulling her father in by the collar
had stood up where she could see and
tell the driver where to go,
And my! but she did tell him. She
nearly drove the fellow wild telling him
to go first this way and then that and
now to gallon his horses faster and fast
err And now to pull short up and turn
round and dodge down cross street
somewhere! What a lot of wagon driv-
ers stopped and shook their whips at that
cabman! But he was conscientious
| fellow. and obeyed orders with a single
ness of purpose and an energy that would
| have insured success if success had been
one of the attainable things.
But it wasn't. The young lady showed
l i
in her directions that discovered an irres-
olution not incompatible with the stern
and peremptory decision Of her earlier
manner. At the end of the half-hour she
gave it up, and told the cabman to drive
back to the hotel.
AS Mr. John Wickly handed her ont
at the side entrance and hunted the cab
mans fare out of his vest pocket he
said:
'I.izzy. if you take me such another
chase I'll start right back to Sandtown
with you on the spot
"Sandtown.n' cried the cabman in smil-
ing surprise and evident qualification
"Sandtown, Indyanny"
Yes
well, by gum! l used to live right
down there at the lower end NV Reelfoot
| Pom myself. Know everybody from
there up to the Oyercoat road Anything
else | kin do fur yuh"' There was so
much of that remarkable Hoosier trait of
being acquainted with YOU as Soonrod
| Redden would have put it. III the words
and manner of the cabman, that LiZZy
instantly beckoned him to her and held
low-toned conversation with him, in
which hnr fa thpr only heard this:
Whit? The yuller'n? The yaler-
wheeled buggy? Why, I'd kotch that
yaller-wheeled buggy way up h-yonder
at Madison street eff I'd knowed hit was
the one"
Then there was more of this converse
ton in an undertone, ending with this,
| that Mr.. Wickly heard:
"Ill be RIGHT h-yur to the minute.