The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1907-05-23

h to his name.
What story was that?'
I'VE went over to his place to
luncheon party answered Lady Isa-
| bel land he was in an awful furry
no end Of a fuss, and all the flunkeys
dressed in sort of imitation Wind
sor uniform and during luncheon he
said to Lord Massingham, Won't you
ave some cold am MY lord" and
Lord Massingham said he thought he
would like little cold ham. So Mr..
Blount peremptorily called a turnkey
in, and said in that funny tone those
sort of people always use when speak
ing to their servants. Get is lordship
some am, and look sharp. The
turnkey was apparently little fur
ried too, and put the ham down in
front of Mr., Blounts partner, man
called Ephraim Banks, who, sup
pose, after ALL had a sort of right to
be there, and even to eat the ham.
You can't think what a fury Mr..
Blount was in at the mistake. He
turned to the turnkey and said in a
low voice that we could all hear quite
easily, Ere, you fool, fetch that am
back, and give it to is lOrdship. Can't
you tell the difference between a peas.
ant and a peer? Poor Mr. Banks
| added Lady Isabel, he didn't at all
like being called a peasant, and | ex-
pect they had row about it after
wards"
/ laughed. What an awful boun-
d ar Mr.. Blount must be" | began,
and | really think Lord Massing-
ham" but at this moment Lady
Massingham herself was suddenly an
nounced. Isabel rose as she came in,
and with an inimitably careless ges-
ture dropped a cushion over my copy
of Gossip and Stings. and went for
ward to greet her guest.
My dear Isabel" said Lady Mas.
singham, whose face looked very red
and hot, Il am SO fearfully annoyed
thas was obliged to come straight on
and see you, No don't go, Marjorie
she added to me; its nothing YOU
may not hear as we'll
Lady Isabel made way for Lady
Massingham on the sofa, and leant
herself gracefully against the tell-tale
cushion.
How sweet of you, dear to come
to me-dO let me help yOu-What IS
1t: nothing wrong at home, ! hope?'
she murmurcd. is it anything | can
help about? | thought you were up
in Scotland"
NO. ! am going tomorrow Tho
fact is am very upset" said Lady
Massingham and she began TO fan
herself violently. You will hardly
believe it, Isabel. but just now some
one showed me a paper at the club
"A horrid paper-called Gossip and
Stings. 1t is sometimes quite anus.
ing when it's about Mrs Darlington
Brown, but tO-day-you Will hardly
believe it, but they have actually pub
lished things about my house party.
Even that story is in about Banks and
Blount and the ham, and Henry says
he wouldn't have had it in for all the
world. because Mr. Blount Is one of
his best tenants. ! was wondering II
II was one of the maids people
brought and do YOU think | could pos
sibly prosecute the editor?" she add
ed, almost out of breath with rage.
Lady Isabel was full of sympathy.
Il don't know whether you could or
not, she answered gravely I'm
afraid not What did you say was
the name of the paper?'
Gossip and Stings,' said Lady
Massingham; its a small paper with
a violet cover
What a funny name" laughed
Lady Isabel. Gossip and Stings. 1t
sounds like us and Messrs. Banks and
Blount; but, seriously, dearest, it is
horrid for you, and I'm very, very
sorry"
Il knew you would sympathi2e,
darling" answered Lady Massingham,
as she rose to go, "and will send YOU
round the paper-its horribly put:
| but I'd rather you saw it now than
| have you come upon it at the club.
Yes, do send it," said Lady Isabel;
I'm 500 sorry dearest" and she
added as she turned to me, Marjorie,
dear, will you kindly ring the bel?'
Il wonder why YOU put the paper
| away" | said as Lady Isabel rang
the bell again, this time for tea.
"Well, it's not a particularly good
color to go with my gown" she AN
swered lightly, lis it, Marjorie, dear"
no" ! answered, Il suppose not;
besides, it's such a horrid little pa.
per-
Il can't have you abuse it, Mar
iore,' said Lady Isabel with twink
ling eyes, you really must not run it
down
"Why not" | said hotly; Il think
the editor must be simply horrd."
Lady Isabel crossed over to her
desk. and taking from its envelope
deep pink check, passed it across for
! my inspection.
"IIe sent me this for all my little
bits of gossip" she said simply, and
/ il paid for two new frocks and love.
| " bat And" she added, with sud
den adoption of her own special code
| of ethics, Il don't think 1t at all fair
! to take a check from an editor and
| then abuse him
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