Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1906-08-31

ing, and | have three pretty daush
tiers, and"
Il certainly can't refuse such al
Turing inducements" laughed Thorn
ton, "and l trust, Mr.. Darnley,
won't be trespassing too much on
your hospitality and the good ma
ture of your household by accepting
an impromptu invitation
The household is an unconventional
one, and delights in opening doors
wide when a friend knocks" replied
the elder man, taking down the tel
ephone.
"Hello This you, Madge? Mr..
Thornton is in town-you have often
heard me speak of him. l have per.
suaded him to remain over and pay
us visit Yes. he'll come home with
me tonight" After the transaction
of some business which had brought
Roger Thornton, the son of an old col
lege friend of Mr.. Darnley's, to the
city, they took a suburban train to
the latter's country home.
The house looks rather forbid
ding" observed Mr.. Darnley. as they
came up the graveled road, but the
girls detest lights in summer. ] pre-
sumo they are back in the garden.
Sit down here on the porch and l
will gather them up
Roger seated himself comfortably
at the end of the vine-clad veranda,
xfrnf
house. 1t was still summer night,
the sky motionless and starless. AS
he sat there musing over the pleas
ant anticipation of meeting three so
beautiful girls as were portrayed in
the photograph their fond parent had
displayed to him, he heard a light
football behind him Then two soft
arms encircled his neck, a velvety
cheek was laid against his own, and
a beautiful voice murmured tenderly:
What made you so late, dear?"
Roger sat like a man dazed,
stunned by the touch of lips and
cheek After a throbbing silence he
half whispered:
Il beg your pardon!"
There was a Mortified exclamation,
swift withdrawal of arms, and the
sound of vanishing skirts.
In distant part of the house he
heard echoes of mirthful laughter.
Presently Darnley came out of the
house
After prowling all over the
grounds, found the girls in the din
ing-room preparing a chatting dish
luncheon for us. Come in and meet
them"
Through the long, dimly-lighted
rooms Roger followed his host, his
pulses tingling at the anticipation of
meeting her. In the dining-room he
was presented to the three girls. In
vain he looked into the roguish faces
seeking some tell-tale token that
would denote the one who had greet
ed him so affectionately. But not a
sign of confusion or enlightenment
did he receive.
Il must tell you a good joke, Thorn
ton," laughed Darnley. THE girls
supposed it was your father was
to bring home with mel"
Indeed And was 1 also supposed
to be my father when l sat out on the
porch just now?" he asked, mean
ingly.
There was a trio of laughing voices
and knowing glances.
No. You were thought to be me-"
explained Darnley. See if you can
guess which one made the embar-
RAISING error"
There is but one way in which |
can decide that matter" replied Rog-
er, gravely.
Howl" demanded the trio.
Il must close my eyes, and each
one of you can in turn come up be-
hind me and repeat the errori Then,
1 might decide"
This was positively and laughing
ly declined. After merry evening,
Roger retired, unable to decide which
Of these beautiful young women he
thought the most charming. The next
day and evening found him still IN
decided, and also in the dark as to
who had bestowed upon him the fleet
ing embrace.
On the third evening Of his visit,
Marie Loveridge, a niece OF Mr.
Darnley's, arrived to pay visit. She
was type altogether different from
her light-bearted, laughter-loving
She had a winsome, wistful
face, a petite form, low. charming
yo;ca and sweet quiet manner
Roger found himself always waiting
or her entrance, if she. were not in
he room, listening to her when 9TH
srs were talking, and following her
With his eyes and thoughts when ETH
,uette demanded his attention to
,thers. He made it entirely obvious
hat his desire was TO be with her ex-
.lusively, and the three Darnley girls
,ood-naturedly made all sorts of little