Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1907-02-16


touch of patronage and the young man
looked at her gratefully.
"Once | thought I'd like to be 2 paint
er. but now
lie signaled to the lad. who led up
the horse.
"Ah," thought the girl as the doors
closed in upon her, probably has 8
poor mother and some little brothers
and sisters to support"
At Grants tomb he found another
Obliging youth to hold the horse. and
lie pointed out to her all the interesting
features of the battle SCARED relies in
the crypt He drove her out past
Claremont and the viaduct, then lifted
the window above her head and asked !:
Where next. miss?'
Home. and | suppose you had better
hurry 1t past lunchtime now. Fifth
avenue"
The tiny window fell with a sharp
click. The young man sat on the box
so surprised that the girl in the han
som wondered why he had not obeyed
her order to hurry. Then with a clat-
ter they dashed down the drive.
''Three hours-thats three-fifty." She
handed him a five dollar bill "And
please keep the rest for yourself. I've
had such beautiful time, and you
showed me so much more than our
own coachman could have done"
The young Irishman bent low to hand
her some change.
hoo Yaay51ou mics hr7f / 1NoIo,,c, r.,
an association, and members are not
allowed to take more than a quarter
for a tip. Now, If you happened to
have silver quarter. particularly
nice shiny quarter, I'd
Grace fingered the change in her long
blue purse and triumphantly drew out
a brand new quarter which glistened
in the clear winter sunshine.
Il don't suppose l could have your
hanson tomorrow if r.
'I'm sorry, miss, but | don't know
where I VIII be sent tomorrow. You
see, were posted at different points diff
ferent days"
"WeIl. he is the most human thing
I've met in this frosty old town." said
the pretty westerner to herself as she
touched the electric button.
The Ernest cotillon was at its height
Mrs Cramer. quite recovered from her
illness, watched in radiant triumph
the success her husbands niece was
scoring.
Drumming over with personality.
don't you know" murmured an old
beau, nOdding over Mrs. Cramer's
shoulder at. the lovely girl in her dane
ing frock OF silver gauze. Actually
enjoying herself, isn't she?" :
Just then to rattling twostep half
a dozen young men pranced into the
room. clad in coaching coats and hats
made of paper and carrying long
whips, which they snapped as they cir
cled round the great room.
''1ne horse show figure-how cleverw
muTmured Mrs Cramer. And l hear
the favors are exquisite silver brooches
and buckles pinned on blue ribbons"
Just then one of the dancers paused
before her niece and raised his high
paper hat He was a smooth faced
chap with blue eyes that twinkled
merrily into the astonished face of the
girl.
''Why, ! thought you were
II was for one day." he said as he
led the dazed girl into the mazes of
the dance. "An election bet | had to
settle. and you came along just in the
nick of time"
and you said that you wanted to be
painter"
80 l did" he maintained stoutly.
You'll at least admit l know some
thing about art"
She nodded her head, but flung him
reproachful glance.
well, my father decided that |
ought to help him build railroads in
stead; that's all"
IF you can drive spikes as straight
as you drive a hansom"-
1T was rather a jolly morning, eh?''
he said, with q chuckle. MY, but the
boys were sore! They hoped Id get
some old girl on shopping bent who
would keep me outside the shops.
where I'd meet everybody / knew. but
you rescued me in that park drive"
HeSwas handing her the dainty silver
favor and then he thrust his fingers
into his vest pocket and drew out a
quarter
That's a little the best favor that
ever came my way. I am going to
keep it
"TiIl you have another farce"
He turned grave.
'As long as l live"
Il am going home tomorrow" she re-
marked irreleYantly.
''How odd! And 1 am going to Den
yer on business. Great luck, and I
guess we've proved that we don't re-
quire a chaperon."