Bisbee daily review., 1906-02-18
Matchmaker Mark.
 By Max Wynne.

By Max Wynne.

Eisie's dainty nguIe in blue muslin made pretty picture framed by the old gnaried trunk of the apple tree against which she leaned. with the wide-srresding branches of soft pink and white blooms. which Hut tered on to the grass as often as faint breeze stirred. Elsie's pretty face. flushed as pink as the blossoms around her. was bent oyer her work.
 T love my love with a S, because he Is charning..' chaRted brother Mark ''l hate him with c. because he is chilling His name is Charlie. and he comes from
 Mark. dc be quiet" interrupted Elsie in despair. "How 1 wish il was time fol yen ot go to school again. Brothers are-'
 .'Now. don't swear. Elsie. d-darling, yawned Mark as be rolled over on the grass and faced his sister with twinkiins eyes. "He wouldn't like 1t. you know. oI call you his angel any more. Does he call you his angel. Elsie, or only his petiing, darling little iamb7'
 T don't know who you are talking of or what you are talking of replied his sister. stitching away vigorously at her work and taking care to turn her crimson ing cheek from Marks sharp eyes
 Don't tell tarrididdies," he responded rolly. "you know perfectly well l mean that dear duck of a man. Charlie Ora ham. isn't he pet. Eisief Isn't he a perfect-s perfect darlingg l really must let him know how very, very dearly you adore him"
 ..Mark.- c=sed Elsie desperately. Do be Quietl~
 T wondsr .aat he will say,r said Mark coolly. ss he lay with upturned face Hell blush, of conrse, and then he will say BOW what wln he say. Elsie. And what xilI you give me not to tell him all You are the most exasperating boy that ever was bornr' cried Elsie, her face afiame. sT wish-i wiSh--f
 Nov that settles II. salS saS sssn MsTs stll iiIs nice. decent little sister and given me that box of chocolates you've got hidd2n away, I niight--weil, l might have said
 Elsie collapsed. She knew Mark well enough to feel certain he was capable of carrying out his threat.
 You may have the sweets, she said, humbly. They're in the top drawer of my dressing table. and-and Mark
 Mark chuckled.
 ,,poor, little girl! be said soeihiagIy- Elsie. I'll be-what dyou call it:-inaguan- imous. see fl I'm not"
 With this cheering consolation be rolled
  finally disappeared from view among the apple trees.
 With a sigh of relief Elsie looked up. then as quickly looked lown, for coming towards her through the orchard was Cbarlie Graham himself.
 Elsie was absorbed in her work imme- distely; indeed, her head was bent So low, and she was go oblivious of the approach ing figure. that she positively jumped when resQe said close by;
 -C;oSd morning. Miss Hughes.
 "Oh. how d'yoa do. Mr. GrshamP she responded agIow with innocent surprise aud blushed. You were the last person l expected to see
 He sat down opposite at the foot of wide -branched old apple tree
 ..i'm on tomorrow" he said rather lefR- tiy sI caple to say-good- by"
 Elsie had quite recovered her self-posses. sion now that she saw how far astray his had cone-how big and awkward, yet how manly and handsome he looked as he sat ,.,..t;ood-byr she echoed. raising her big ''ss'e eyes to him in wonder. Are you sot my orders, he answered. more y still '-Two years job in the
 tines. I fear The regiments ordered l&$<&@ and they don't give one many days k ones trunk in the army"