The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-12-17
oily time. and not stirring up an eter-

Holly time. and not stirring up an eter- nal fuss?
 He strove long but vainly to plot some coup d'etat that would avoid the calamity approaching. He must wait: I it was Names lead. he must play only at her bidding.
 He waited, but 1t was a remarkably peaceless and disquieting wait. To at fend to routine ciasswork, to insure himself against failure on finals. to fin- ish bis Latin salutatory, to maintain lie ascendancy with Name and her nnnnets kept him cruelty busy all of the day and most of the night. Alice began to ask discomforting questions. and. when he lied to her he was igno- miniously caught. Even Morsia grew restive, and not in vain; one evening she entrapped him into pleading study as an excuse for leaving at o'clock. and an hour later Name guileiessiy led him through the glare or Morglas nall light which discovered the identity of every passerby on tho street
 Name herself never let him on the rack; he even got to having meiodra- matic nightmares with her as the heavy villain She terrified him with innu- endo. she fiayed him with irony. she scorched his very soul with sarcasm When in almost final despair he ingeh- uously told her of his generous inteh- ton mot to monopolize her durins commencement" she withered him with a look and then said with the driprmg- ly saccharine sympathy she might nave used in speaking of the @ sos.er'hs req
 Isn't that pitia.ble? o, Beau! How vou are going downi Couldn't you think of something better than that!
 Tn the gloomy week since Name ana Morgia had adopted" Alice. he had fought hard. bitterly; he had Kept ms temper, he had been game, cneeriuiiy brave. But he had lost ground: ne con fessed it to himself as ne lay on ms bed one hot afternoon. Yes, he was almost run to cover. He couldn't un- derstand why Name put off the death so long.
 That night he called on Alice--first time in two days. He battered about in an aimless conversation for an hour' then wearily rose to go. ...
 70, Charles! The game tomorrow! she exclaimed. "ls 1t the one you wrote 1 must go to you with?
 "Yes, Alice dear,' he said. T had almost forgotten the game sinee ! quit playing. l don't have much time to think nowadays. Yes. tomorrow's the day. I'll drive by about i've; that's q bit late for the game but you can see the cheering and hear the nags ana things
 He had not the heart to untangle the sentence, and he went away leaving Alice in laughter. He was very tired and he remembered he had said some- thing to Morgla, when she hrst came. about taking her to the first of this se- ries, the great athletic and social event of the season. More trouble! Perhaps, though, Morgia had forgotten: there had been no positive engagement.
 adn fnfCntIen. In his room he found a note from her;
 Dear Old Boy---fm wondering If vou'ye forgotten our engagement Tor the game tomorrow, that you talked so mucn about wh ,n first came. missed--" and so on.
 He tore the paper into bits; this was a mess! He'd still play the hand out. He'd get another fellow and make u a. "foursome"; he'd carry it on some how.
 After Chapel next morning he set out to find somebody to make up the Tour some" with Alice. Morgia and hfmseif. He felt fresher, his troubles loomed small on the horigon. ''Vir--
 "Oh, there you are at last! Beau, I've been looking all over the place for you! How did you get away rom Chapel without seeing meg
 Elliott calmly let her finish her ranId fire before he turned: then he had a bright smile ready for her.
 Hello, Mame!" he called cheerily. Looking for me-"
 "Yes; listen-rm in a hurry!' She leaned confidentiaily from her perch in her hostess high phateton. "YouHe got to take me to the game this after noon. That horrid fat creature--whats his. name Tat your hall asked me and I had t, tell him l had aa engagement with you. Now don't say you have an- other engagement for you have just got to take me-.
 "Well, Mamie dearest, the truth IS, I'm awfully sorry, but
 T don't eare.' she cried. Break it! You used to say you couldn't have so many engagements you wouldn break them for me: yes, you did-coming home from commencement hop; do you mean to say you've forgottenT'
 ''Of course I haven't, Name. but
 "An7 by the way! You said last fall we were to take in this game together anniversary of the game when We got to be such good friends. Forgotten that, tooT"
 "Of course not, Mame-
 "All right. then" concluded the vol uble Name. gathering up the reins' now you are coming to reason.
 But. Name
 Don't but me-" she interrupted, flick ink the horse with the whip. Don't you fail me. Beau Elliott! Ugh! horrid. fat thing! About five! By-bye"
 She was off in whirl of noise and dust, hinging her last words over her shoulder. Elliott, almost frenzied. was tempted to cry out after her: No! No. Ne! You devil! I shan'tl Shants Shan't." but he wisely restrained him. self from this overt puerility.
 He staggered along fin blind fury and despair. The game was up; Name had