Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1906-04-05
THE TIME OF
HER LIFE
By CONSTANCE DARCY MscXAy
Copyright, 1900. BIZ Il. 4. Hhaehedd

open letter in her hand.
Listen to this.' she exclaimed.
Eleanor Cuyler is coming to New
York to visit her aunt, and she says
she simply must see VI because she's
always wanted 10 visit the shores of
Bohemia
THE shores of what:' said Billy.
I'm sure there's nothing Bohemian
about us.
That's just it, walled Betty, "but
Miss Cuyler doesn't see it that way.
She's daft about people who do things
and she says she never met any, SO
she begs that she may come to dinner
some night quite informally, and be
one of rs. She thinks that because
Kate writes and you're an artist and
we all live in little fat-I mean apart
ment--we are-well, we are queer ana
unconventional
WHO is this Eleanor Cuyler?" said
Billy, with a frown.
shes a Phil .ephia girl Kate and
met when we were in the mountains
last summer She was awfully nice 10
us in ever 50 many ways, and now It's
our turn to do something for her. Its
no use suggesting the matinee or
luncheon Eleanor's rich rs Croesus
and tired OF all that, and there's moth
ing else we can afford. oh, | don't
see what were going TO dot And Bet
ty puckercd her lrows in despair
Do cried Billy. why. it's as
plain as day. Satisfy her craving for
the unconventional, If were not Bo-
hemians, we can IT least put w a good
imitation of the real thing. We can
ask the Engli>hman. Harry Eocllmn-
ster-hell add a continental flavor.
And there's Perry DasEN God; he can
sing stein songs better than any one |
ever knew Wen get Cynthia To come
and recte, and, Worthngton to bring
his violin They can pretend they're
professionals. Cynthia will be an ac-
tresS Just starting on her career, ana
Worthlngton Il struggling musician
struggling is the right touch, isn't 1t?
And--let's see--this is Monday. Write
and invite Miss Cuyler for Wednesday
evening. Bohemians aren't supposed
to give much notice when they ask peo-
pie to their parties" And Billy looked
over ut me and laughed.
While Betty was jubilantly writing
her note | went to explain things to
Aunt Pattie. Aunt rattc has moth
cred us ever since we We're children,
and nothing we do ever surprises her,
so she fell in with our plan mt once.
But / couldn't be Il Bohemian If l
tricd,' she declared. Il wouldn't know
how to act, and I'd make you all mis-
cradle and myself too. You can easily
excuse my absence" ~ ~ ost.
But you'll miss all the fun" l OBJ
jected.
Aunt patties eyes twinkled "Oh, |
mean TO be there she cried. "Since
we have no maid I'm going to serve
the dinner myself"
In vain we all protested, coaxed,
commanded Aunt Pattie was firm in
insisting that as Miss Cuyler had new
er seen her it could make no possible
difference Yet somehow it did to me-
for | could imagine with what horror
my Englishman might look OIL such
proceedings. Even after | had writ
ten to him and explained the clrcum-
stances ] was tormcuted by misgiv-
ings for, although he didn't know it,
his good opinion mattcred more to me
than anything else in the world,
All Wednesday Betty and | worked
like majors. We had always rather
prided ourselves on the artistic ar
rangement OF our little parlor. Now,
IN order to make it hook bohemian, we
had banked it with all the bizarre hld
startling things we could lay our lnnd
on. Billy's delicate water color sketch
es We're iostled by hamboyant posters,
theatrical photographs adorned the
mantel, and sundry pipes and ash trays
uttered the table. 1t certainly looked
queer; but, as Betty and | confessed to
ourselves, we didn'c Betty was de-
mure In a gray gown. and wore my
black net. | was just fastening one
OF Harry Rockmnsters roses in my
hair when the bell rang.
There she is"' cried Betty hyster-
lcally Now, don't act as If anything
unusual We're happenings"
N ''''' "' vi was tnlDuSIaSllc III
her greeting, and she was still telling
OF her JOY in seeing us when we cross
ed the threshold of the parlor. At
sight of the room she smothered a lit
Tie gasp, switch showed that our work
had not been in vain. Then Billy came
forward, and the loose blouse aud soft
tie which he 'vore for the occasion
made him look as If he had stepped
straight out of the Latin quarter But
Miss Cuyler wasn't any more surprised
al ms appearance than he was t hers.
somehow neither Betty nor had told
nm what beauty Miss Cuvlp- was-a
ehlidiSh little beauty with fluff OF
golden HAIR and deep blue eyes that
opened very wide when anything as
tonished her.
Ferry Eastwood ana Harry Rock
M .ster came early, but there wasn't
q sign Of Cynthia and Worthineton
They're half an hom late already"
SAID Betty to me in an aside. What
on earth can be keeping them? I'm
AFRAID the dinner will be spoiled"
Something of our uneasiness reached
oliiy' aud he turned abruptly TO Betty.