The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1905-03-09

"As to whether you meant what you
said"
(which was?'
ut Is hardly worth repeating, since
you don't recall it," she answered in
an offended tone. But you did say,
whether you meant it or not, "Well,
you've got some horse sense!' II was
not polished phrase, perhaps, but,
oh--it tasted SO good!"
Her laughing eyes kindling with en-
thusiasm met his grown suddenly seri-
Gus.
"And did I say nothing else2" he
asked.
Nothing I care to remember"
80 be 1t. Though I meant every
word-those and others. But don't
let's talk about this any more. Is
there to be large house party herc?"'
Yes, think so. Quite few out
side"
Kennard pulled out his handkerchief
and waved 1t vigorously.
Respect the flag" he entreated ear
nestly.
81 humbly apologize. Mistakes will
occur at first. We were speaking of
the other-guests. Perhaps you know
some of them. Roy Gilbert and STAN
for6 Lawrence. two college friends Of
Garrett Parsons. and MIR. Croydon, are
the men,"
"Of course know him. He's quite
recovered, them"
Quite, believe. The girls are Miss
Thompson and Miss Garrett. Have
you met them?"
NO"
There's no one else, think. Yes,
I forgot. there's Mr.. Maddox"
mot Dave Maddox of California;"
Yes, l think So"
"Is 1t possible? haven't seen Dave
for years, although he's one of my
closest friends. What a small world
we live in! Who would have thought
of meeting him here? This is a party
of pleasant surprises"
Miss Harlan picked up the fire.
tongs and drew her chair nearer the
ch Kinney.
Speaking OF small worlds" she be-
gan.-"No, thank you, don't want any
help: did you ever know any one who
did, when about to assault a wood fire?
Speaking of small worlds chanced
upon friend Of yours, very unexpect-
edly the other day-a friend and a
great admirer."
There are not many to answer the
description, but fear to guess. Who
was it?"
Mrs. Mullin."
Pat Mullins wife?"
"Yes."
Where in the world did you come
across hex?"
"At the Riverside club. She and her
children came to a Christmas party
there at which happened to be assist
ing"
How did you discover she knew
me?"
by accident remarked on the
freshness and rosiness of the children,
at which she told me they lived in the
country. and said their father worked
in your factory. I said l knew you,
and then-well. I've heard panegyrics
before. but Of all the"
Mrs. Mullin has the virtues of the
good-hearted Irish, but also the ex-
travagance Of the simple-minded"
But, shure, an her man Pat She
sez," mimicked Miss Harlan, do wur-,
shup tn very ground ye trids on"
Pat Is another good-natured, faith
full. foolish old"
But she further informed me that
there wasn't man in your employ
who didn't"
please spare me Mrs. Mullins eu-
logy," he protested.
1T was very impressive, assure
you--so much so that almost deter
mined to write and ask you a favor"
Miss Harlan was working with the
tongs at heavy log and did not look
up as she spoke.
"Why did you change your mind"
II didn't think did, only post
poned the day."
"Till when?" .
"Till you were In a particularly good
humor."
"Am I not qualified now?"
She glanced at him quzzically for
moment. abandoned the tongs, and
vigorously attacked the log with
poker. Then. as the leaping flames
III up her face, she turned her head,
and studied him with a judicial
scrutiny.
Moo" she decided at length. II
don't think you are-quite. But this
is a great favor. and think I'd rather
earn 1t anyway. Don't you want
something very, very much?'
The question was asked almost
pleadingly, but with little gesture of
mock impatience.
A dozen phrases rose to Kennards
lips at the bidding of that picture in
the freight. There was a challenge
in the mischievous. mocking. tempting
smile which he longed to meet, but
when he answered, 1t was to the merry,
friendly, clear gray eyes he spoke.
Eyes, ] think can suggest some-
thing. When we first met. you prom.
ised to make trial of me as disciple
In your school of philosophy, whose
sessions were held only in the coun-
try. We're in the country now. What
Is your charge for tuition? You see
| have good memory"
For promises-not voices"
Kennard hastily pulled out his hand
kercbief and tied 1t on the shovel.
Il salute the flag" she laughed, "and
capitulate! Here comes the house
party"