Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-08-17
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lock out"
I'm not use his stick, though said
Lucy.
But in the end she found she had 10
use IT. the slippery, loose surface of the
pit-walls defyhIg her to surmouRt them
at any point whatsoever, and she tried
them all.
Nearly an hour she spent in abortive
attempts to escape from her absurd pre-
6icament. She grew hot and damp and
excessively cross; but il was not until
she was nearly exhausted that she gave
IN. Singing, Scaldlng tears of chagrln
trickled under her eyelids as she stopped
and picked up the stick at last. And
when that supreme moment arrived in
which, utterly spent. but exultant, she
stood once more on level ground, her
first act was to hurI the stick back into
the pit gain. But. alas. for the femi-
nine aim that so often misses its object
the stick alighted on a tall bush only
half way down the declivity, where it
repoSed. acknowledgements glaring
evidence, not of her having heen able to
do without il. as she had meant il to
he, but of her consuming piQue under
her ignominous equalization.
"Ah, why did you do thaty'
1t was the voice of the man, of course,
She looked about for him Immediately
on climbing out. but it appeared he had
been meanly hiding behind a tree.
Il was beginning to get a bit anxious
about you" said he. IF my work had
not engrossed me SO. should have come
10 your assistance before this" Then
she perceived that he still held a paint
brush in his hand. He had not been
hiding. then, for the pleasure of gloat-
ing over her discontinue. Oddly enough
she was glad To know that.
Thank you for your tardy solicitude,"
she retoTted stiffiy, and made a mock
curtsy. Then, as she caught sight Of
claimed impulsively, for she did a little
sketching herself, "Oh, is that your pic
tpre? But, how fatuous? OF
course. it is"
AS if half-consciously, she had moved
toward the easel
''Of course, it is fatuous. as you say"
he rejoined. but l wish you hadn't,
all the same, because-weli because,
spelling canvas amuses me. And, do you
know" he said. smiling again, Il am one
Of those ridiculous persons who would
far rather be an amusing failure than
dull success. | would, somehow. l
am like that"
Its very nice" she murmured. After
all, he was not such an ogre. His smile
was pleasant, and he had beautiful,
white teeth.
There was a somewhat lengthy pause.
Are you aware of the awful fact"
she asked abruptly. that you and /
ought not to be speaking TO one an
other like this%" And her cheeks dim
pied. and her eyes were roguish
Perfectly aware" he answered. Isn't
it jolly
we don't kno& one another"
Il rather question that statement" he
said. solemny. Il fancy we know one
another far better than we should if
some uninteligiblc third party had mum
tled formal introduction. But. if
it really matters, my name is And
he gave Lucy his surname, which mt
once became her secret.
And l" sand she, Am Miss Car
michael.
And may I ask. Miss Carmichael,
what You are doing in this back-of-the-
world place." he inquired.
Emana ting from another sort of man
this inquiry might have smacked of i'm
pertinence, but from him it seemed only
in the nature of a friendly, sonversa-
tlonal advance. So Lucy replied, ooh,
nothing at all at present. Good morn
ing" And she tripped away and left
him.
"But--hut you met again?' | cried,
when Lucy had finished her story.
She smiled. We'll obviously" she an
swered. playing with her new wedding
ring,-Edwin Pug in the London Chron-
icle