Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-10-02

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the audience from what is going on
upon the stage. 1 suppose they con-
slider me as interesting, as good, if not
better, than any play. And as to
plays, there are not many good ones
now The last time l went was to that
burlesque at the Diadem theater. and
everybody seemed gone as you call
it, on that dancer-what's her name,
eh?''
Yorke Auchester was in the act of
disboning his second sole. He
stopped, and, looking up, paused for a
preston on his frank, handsome face.
"Finetta, do YOU mean?" he said,
slowly.
Eyes. that's her name. l think. So
called, l suppose, because she has
finished so many good men and true.
They tell me that she has completely
ruined poor Charlie Farquhar. Is
! that so. Yorker"
ooh, Farquhar; yes, he is stone
broke; but I don't know that Fin-l
mean Finetta-has had SO much to do
with it. Charlie was under the de-
fusion that he understood racing,
and"
81 see," said the duke. Poor lad!
l suppose if l offered to help him e
would be quite offended"
81 don't know; you might try" said
Yorke, dryly.
"I'l see. But about this same
Finetta She was pretty"
"Only pretty?'
well, yes, to my eyes; but I'm
rather particular and hard to please,
I'll admit. Oh she was pretty. and she
ianced"-he smiled-'yes, she danced,
without doubt. The young men in
the stalls seemed infatuated, but
didn't fall down and worship with the
rest. Perhaps I'm old-fashioned,
though I am not much more than your
age. Anyhow, very little of Made
moiselle Finetta goes a long way with
me. Do you know her, Yorker"
ooh, everybody knows Finetta."
''And some it seems, like poor
Charlie Farquhar, know her not wise
ly but too WE'LL Well, I've not been
to the theater since, and that is six
week ago. Is that chop tender?"
First rate. Try it"
IT dare not; but l enjoy seeing you
eat it. I've often had thoughts OF
hiring man with a good appetite,
that might have the pleasure of see
ing him eat square meal while
sit and curse my beef-tea and Cruel.
The night went to the Diadem took
Eleanor"
Yorke Auchester suspended his fork
half way to his mouth, and looked at
his cousin.
"Oh!"
YES. 1t was her birthday and she
asked me to take her. That was
kind OF her, wasn't it?'
"Was it?" said Yorke, dryly.
well, think so. You mean that
most young girls would like to go to
the theater with the Duke of Rothbury
or, for the matter of that, any other
duke unmarried. But that's because
they would go with the hope of repeat
ing the visit some day as his duchess.
But Eleanor knows that l shall not
marry her. We have come to a plain
understanding on that subject
81 see,' said Yorke Auchester. Il
suppose this is Dartmoor mutton? It's
very good"
II dare say. But to return to my
muttons, which is Eleanor. 1t was her
birthday, and l took her to the theater
and gave her a small present-the
Rothbury pearls"
"Some people would call an elephant
small"
"Did-did you give her anything,
Yorker"
'T?" he said, carelessly. mo. Why
should 1? What would be the use?
She couldn't expect anything better
than a pen-wiper or a shilling prayer
book from pauper like me; and she
has coin enough to buy million OF
''em if she wants them" and he at
tackled the custard.
The duke leaned back in his chair
and looked at the handsome face of
his cousin, with it's frank and happy
devil-may-care expression.
give a notion that Eleanor would
value anything in the way Of pen
wiper or prayer-book you might
give her, Yorke."
mot she! It's only your fancy"
81 think not At the risk of repeat
ing myself, will say once more tnat
it is a pity you are not the Duke of
Rothbury, Yorke."
Thanks; but better mans got the
berth, you see."
"And a still greater pity that you
can't be the future one. But you
can't, can you, Yorker"
mot while Uncle Eustace and his
two boys come before me; and as
they are all as healthy as plow-boys,
and likely to live to the eighties every