The Cairo bulletin., 1907-12-24
The FIRST:

young man eCdileT..A suUllc rSSilti'tHN
pervaded the whole house.
Not that young men were a novelty
around Louise, but this was different.
The boys" had always been In and
out with tennis rackets and golf clubs
and had called her Lou" and helped
themselves to freshly baked cookies
out of the family cooky Jar in the
pantry and all concerned had enjoyed
themselves laughingly and hugely But
this youth was attired In evening
clothes, which did not appear to both.
or him in the least He had handed his
card to the maid and had waited In
state In the reception room while the
startled Louise, through the open dou-
BILE doors of the library, received the
bit Of pasteboard.
"Cecil's cousin from Boston--met
him at her dance" she whispered to
her mother.
In another minute she was saying:
"How do you do. Mr., Clammington?"
in rather a. shaky voice.
She was upset because he evidently
expected her to shake hands with him.
Not that Louise was unaccustomed to
social usages, but the boys" never
shook hands when she met them. A
sensation Of strangeness enveloped her
as she sat down across the room from
him and tried to act natural. Her loss
for words was amazingly new and UNI
usual, because the joyous noise that
her daughters boy and girl friends
could make when they convened at
Louises house usually made her moth
er fee upstairs in search of peace.
Tonight, however, after she had
been presented To the correct young
man, Louise's mother did not fee
farther than the library, for it did not
appear she would be distracted from
her book by the volume of the CONVEX
sation. In fact, the quiet was painful
Mr.. Clammington's youth possibly was
the excuse for his paucity Of ideas, bur
lack of years never before had kept
Louise quiet.
Il was afraid said Mr.. Claiming
ton, that this might be pretty soon
to call after the dance, but"
ooh, no, not at all!p said Louise
II did want to CALL" persisted Mr..
Clammington. Il was so glad you told
me ! might"
Il am glad said Louise politely, II
a trine vaguely Wasn't 1t d lovely
danee?" ,'N
Gust loyelyl" agreed Mr.. ciamming
ton. 4 don't know when rye gone to
a dance, that was-7er--iovelief!"
Cecil always does give Such love
ly parties" said the young woman,
sitting painfully stiff in the mahogany
chair.
"Does she?' inquired Cecil's cousin.
ooh, she certainly doesi" said Lon,
ise Il think she is the sweetest girl
"Oh, ] don't know" said Mr. Clam
mington with daring. do you like to
dance?"
II love tot" asserted Louise.
GYou are beautiful dancer" said
Mr. Clammington. 81 81 a4'si8,
ooh, mercy. mob" protested Louise, I,
Mr. Clammington nodded with con-
viction. Eyes you are he said, firm
ly. II guess l. can tell whether a girl
is good dancer or not. And you7-
why, you are just fine!'M
'Oh my, nolD repeated Louise
THAT is just fiattery, because you are
such an elegant dancer yourself.'' II,
"You really don't think so?" urged
Mr.. Clammington.
Eyes, / do said Louise. "All the
girls say sol"
ado they?" asked Mr.. Clammington.
That is nice-bnt I'm glad you think
So. DO you ever go to Boston,
"Ive never been there" confessed
his hostess.
"Oh, you must como to Boston,
said Mr. Clammington. II should Just
love TO have you come TO Boston,
You'd like IT, We have fine dances
there. Don't you think you'll come to
Boston this year,"
Il can't really TELL" said Louise
I'm going east to school"
Il hope you'll come to Boston" re-
peated the young man. you remind
me SO much of a girl used TO know
You look just like her. II is perfectly
remarkable"
why, | think that is wonderful"
said Louise Wouldn't you really be
able to tell US apart?"
'Neveri" asserted Mr.. Clammington.
That's what made me notice
you first. That and your fine Waiting.
II was so good of you to let me call"
"Oh, not at ALL" said Louise.
"Yes, it was" said the young man.
When he had gathered up his hat
and gloves and his stick, with which
he nearly demolished the hall lamp in
his confusion, Mr.. Clammingion
bowed himself away.
you can't imagine how | have en-
joycd calling" he said as he was dc
parting. 1T has been such an inter
esting evening""
Louise's cheeks were pink and her
ewes bright as she came out into the
library and relaxed into a chair
with her usual grace.
Isn't Mr. Clamminzton Just fne