Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1907-10-28

aches and pains that on the few coca.
sions when she really felt well she was
genuinely alarmed.
The cab stopped suddenly in front
Of beautiful gilded gates. 1t was the
Luxembourg. and through the tall rail.
ings they caught glimpse of well.
kept lawns. splashing fountains and
richly dressed children playing. From
the distance came the stirring strains
OF a brass band.
The coachman drove up 70 the curb,
and Jefferson jumped down, assisting
Shirley to alight.
They entered the gardens, following
the sweet scented paths until they
came to where the music was. The
band of an infantry regiment was play
ing and a large crowd had gathered.
Many people were sitting on the chairs
provided for visitors for the modest fee
of two SOUS: others were promenading
round and round great circle having
the musicians in its center. The dense
foliage of the trees overhead afforded
a perfect shelter from the hot rays of
the sun. and the place was so inviting
and interesting, so cool and so full of
sweet perfumes and sounds, appealing
to and satisfying the senses, that Shir-
ley wished they had more time to
spend there
isn't it delightful here?" said she.
81 could stay here forever. couldn't
youT'
"With you-yes," answered Jeffer-
son, with significant smile
Shirley tried to look angry. She
strictly discouraged these convention
al, sentimental speeches which con-
stantly flung her sex in her face.
"Now. you know l don't like you to
talk that way, Mr.. Ryder It's most
undigAifed. Please be sensible"
Quite subdued Jefferson relapsed
into a sulky silence. Presently he
said:
81 wish you wouldn't call me Mr.
Ryder. | meant to ask you this before.
You know very well that you've no
great love for the name, and if you
persist you'll end by including me i'm
your hatred of the hero of your book
Shirley looked at him with amused
curiosity.
"What do you mean" she asked
"What do you want me to call you?"
"Oh, | don't know" he stammered.
| rather inundated by this self pos
sessed young woman. who looked him
calmly through and through. why
not call me jefferson? Mr. Ryder is
so formal
Shirley laughed outright, a merry,
unrestrained peal of honest laughter,
which made the passersby turn their
heads and smile. too. commenting the
while on the stylish appearance of the
two Americans whom they took for
sweethearts. After all. reasoned Shir-
ley. he was right. They had been to-
gether now nearly every hour in the
day for over a month. 1t was absurd
to call him Mr. Ryder. So, addressing
him with mock gravity. she said:
You're right, Mr.. Ryder-I mean
Jefferson. You're quite right You are
Jefferson from this time on, only re-
member'-here she shook her gloved
finger at him warningly-"min you
behave yourself! No more such senti-
mental speeches as you made just
now"
Jefferson beamed. He felt at least
two inches taller. and at that moment
he would not have changed places
with any one in the world To hide
the embarrassment his qualification
caused him he pulled out his watch
and exclaimed:
why. its a quarter past six. We
shall have all we can Go to get back
TO the hotel and dress for dinner"
Shirley rose at once. although Ioath
to leave.
81 had no idea it was so late" she
said. How the time fiesr' Then
mockingly she added: "Come, Jeffer-
son-be good boy and find a cab"
They passed out of the gardens by
the gate facing the Theatre de FOdeon.
where there was a long string of
facres for hire. They got into one.
and in fifteen minutes they were back
at the Grand hotel.
At the Office they told Shirley that
her aunt had already come in and gone
to her room, SO she hurried upstairs to
dress for dinner while Jefferson pro-
ceeded to the Hotel de PAthenee on
the same mission. He had still twenty
five minutes before dinner time. and
he needed only ten minutes for a wash
! and to jump into his dress suit. so. in.
stead of going directly to his hotel, he
sat down at the Cafe de la Paix. He
was thirsty. ana calling for vermoutE
frappe he told the garcon to bring him
also the American papers.
The waiter returned with the yer
mouth and the newspapers. All he
could find We're the London Times
which he pronounced Teens. ant
some issues Of the New York Herald
The papers We're nearly a month old
but he did not care for that Jeaer
son idly turned over the pages OF the
Herald His fhQuellfs were still rf7D