Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-06-02

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! tSok care to found my questions upon
q friendship with a very wealthy tquite
imaginary person called Mrs. Richards,
and when / found out his master was UNI
married, l professed regret, apologized,
and left him. But i learnt much that
pleased me. He is extremely rich,
bachelor, and has never favored ladies'
society. Therefore, the pointed attentions
he pays TO HildegarGe mean more even
than | took them to do, and when an
old man does fall in love, he doesn't waste
much time in his wooing. He realizes he
has none TO spare, so l expect him to
speak very soon"
! MY dear mother, don't delude your
| self that Hildegarde would accept him if
he did," cried Dot quickly; "she shows
| in every look and word, whenever the
subject is mentioned, that she has not
the least intention of doing any such
thing
Chance is fine thing" replied her
ladyship sarcastically; "she hasn't been
asked yet"
mo, but really believe she is in love
with Richard Cumberland" cried Dot, in
burst of confidence; "she is always in
a dream, and seems so awfully shocked
at our changing our tone towards him."
Dear me, what tiresome girl she is,
to be sure!" cried her ladyship tartly,
when she might do so much better if
she would only exercise a little common
sense. Oh, dear, l do hope some good
luck will reward us for all the expense,
disappointment, and anxiety I've endured
through this holiday. l should have re-
turned home directly / heard of Richard
Cumberland's poverty, only we had the
rooms here for another week, and those
people haven't left our town house yet"
| Besides, Sir Thomas and Mr.. Korner
are remaining until the end of the week"
put in Dot shrewdly, "and they both seem
serious in their attentions. OF course
with faint sight should have pre-
ferred Richard Cumberland, and it's Just
hateful of Hildegarde to try to make out
he was her admirer all along, but never
was meant for poor mans wife. / love
lewelry and pretty things, and Sir
Thomas was telling me last night about
their family jewels. He said he should
have them all reset if ever he took wife
home to The Hall. l quite thought he
was going to propose then, only those
tlresome Bellows came up at that mo-
ment and rendered it impossible"
But the postponement was not very
serious after all.
| Sir Thomas really was very smitten
with the gay, pretty, blue-eyed butter
| ny, who seemed so pleased to welcome
him to her side, and who had thrown
over such a goodlooking fellow as Rich
ard Cumberland for his sake that was
the light Dot artfully threw upon the
GOODNESS that had sprung up between her
former friend and herself), and as Sir
Thomas had not had the least hint re-
garding any change in the young mans
prospects it did not occur to him to
doubt the statement. and felt accordingly
quite delighted with Dot, himself and the
world generally.
In a pleasant tete-a- tete walk after
table d'hote that evening then, the wor-
thy baronet put his fate to the test, and
was successful, after which they returned
to the hotel as an affianced couple.
My dear Sir Thomas" cried her LADY,
ship, welcoming him with open arms;
"oh, how happy you have made me.
Really | have very little left on earth to
wish for My daughters welfare is my
/ th1SA NOHcStns huu 10 kUOW she is gong
to marry the man of her own choice. the
pan she loves, is so delightful to a
mothers heart"
Pm sure you are very good" replied
Sir Thomas genially, "and rest assured
shall do my best to make her happy. /
only wish. for her sake, | were a few
years younger"
But why should you be, if she loves
you as you areT asked her ladyship, in
apparent surprise And isn't man of
40 in the very prime of life"
"Ahem! l shall never see so again"
trifie ruefully; but her ladyship af-
feeted not to hear, and ratified on
How little any of us thought when
we selected this dear, quiet, pretty place
for our holiday what an influence it
would have on all our lives We came
here, having just thrown off our heavy
mourning, and sadly in need of a little
brightness and change. This is lust the
requisite touch to Al our cup of jov.
Dear, dear, Sir Thomas, how pleased 1
shall be to welcome you, as-as a SON."
Dot heroically suppressed the hys-
terieal giggle that rose in her throat at
that moment.
CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.