The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1906-07-14
firm though unconcerted movement
and had to withdraw again.


and had to withdraw again.
It was after the ladies had retired
that he sidled up to Winstanley. "Ah,
what a good time we have had here
~together!" he began, affectionately.>
Pleasant house, this, and pleasant
people. We seem quite like old friends,
you and /. I shall be so glad if you
will do me the kindness tomorrow
that you did me this morning up the
hill. shall thank you for the seat in
the dog cart as far as the station at
Cosham, OF even to Portsmouth town."
Winstanley looked down at him
from his higher inches with serenity.
Now, am going to be made a con-
venience of by this little brute, or am
not?" he inquired of himself. Appar-
emily, the answer came easily.
Sorry, I'm afraid can't offer you
seat this time," he responded, with a
level voice. II fancy our ways won't
lie together after this. No doubt the
admiral will send you down in his
trap" The baron stared, then scowled
in wrath, but Winstanley turned off
composedly, and left him by the fire.
When he came down to his tardy
breakfast-he could not reconcile him.
self to the barbarous English habit OF
assembling round table in the early
morning MISUNDERSTANDING cart
was just driving from the door,. Miss
Hamilton and the admiral stood watch
ing it's vanishing back, and Miss Ham
ilton's cheeks were rosy. Who can say
what had been whispered in the mo-
ment Of adieu?
The baron went back to Cosham sta
tion in the Nutwood cart, together
with hamper or two of game, on it's
way to the station as we'll. He did
not give up the conquest of the gen
erals aide-de-camp with that one re-
buff, but none of his farther attempts
were of the faintest avail. He called
at the lodge of Government house
more than once, but the answer was
unvaryingly mot at home to his in
quiries for Capt. Winstanley. He tried
to waylay him at the club or in the
street, but Winstanley barely acknowl-
edged him. Suddenly the baron van
ished and Southsea knew him no
more.
"The chiefs first tool has broken in
his hand" said a member of the name
less society, as he came out in stealth
and darkness from the next meeting
in the little house at Portsea, late at
night. "Now he means to try the Sec
ond. Well, let him try. He will not
give me the chance because he fears
me, because he knows am his rival,
and will have his place yet. Let him
try his pasteboard countess as he tried
his straw baron; he will come to me
and be glad of my help when she, too,
fails. To choose such man for his
purpose, the baron-a thing without
sense or skill. Bah the chief grows
in his dotage; we had better have
child to drive the coach for us. His
chair must soon be vacant for better
man. The powder is still undiscover-
ed the secret eludes us yet. You
merely lose time, my friend the Sig
nor. and the society does not love
those VINO seem to mock at it,
Where the baron had gone, and why
he left without ]eave-taking, no one
might say He was deplored by some
enthusiastic young people, and few
honeful mammas, who had their ex'
pectations raised by the arrival OF
foreign baron in Southsea society, but
that was all.
ITO Be Continued.)