Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1908-07-16

impossible 10 kccy ~ conversation.
Not once had the CyofJel rung Nine
thirty, and the odor OF cut flowers was
positively oppressive.
do you suppose that any one is
coming" said Judith in a very faint
voice, "at 9:45?"
And just then the electric bell buzzed
1oyfully. Enter upon the scene Dick
Sanderson and at his heels HA Darn
ton, the critic Of the Social Whiri.
Thought I'd give the crush chance
to subside," exclaimed Dick as Judith
came forward, and then at sight Of her
face his tongue failed him, and he
reached forth his hand impulsively.
She gave IT a trembling clasp, then
went on TO greet Darnton.
No one could tell afterward Just how
It did happen. but Hal Darnton GER
tainly laughed first and at something
Dick said.
"Oh, my dear Miss Brainard," he ex-
claimed between gales Of laughter,
you don't know your New York yet!
Nothing starts so early In the season.
You are about a month too early-and.
well, you've got to show EN-"
And no one knew just why, but Ju-
dIth told him all her little successes
and failures. and he proved such
sympathetic person that she finally
walled: Il would not mind at all, only
that caustic Mr.. Drake lives next door,
and of course he'll know. 1t Is so
deathly quiet here
Hal Darnton did not laugh this time.
How often had he watched the strug-
son sprang to his feet and remarked
with decision: This is where we make
a noise like success. Judith, I'm going
out into the hall and give that bell an
other ring. Mrs. Drake will hear that,
and then we Will rattle glasses, and
Miss Morton will fiddle, and you win
play the piano, and we will applaud
and-well, | know that Darnton here
VIII like your brand of lemonade"
The audacity Of the plan swept all
objections aside. Sometimes Sander
son rang the bell and sometimes Darn
ton. The little maid ran up and down
the hall, and the glasses clicked, and
Miss Morton played, and Darnton sang
rollicking German student songs that
none had ever dreamed he knew, and
Mrs. Brainard laughed until the tears
threatened to fall on her fine old laces.
And when 1t was all over and not an
other soul had put In appearance Darn
ton carried Miss Morton off In a cab
and Mrs. Brainard retired to lay away
the dear old pearl silk gown. The lit
tie maid went downstairs to where her
young man was waiting to take her
home, and Judith and Dick stood alone
In the flower banked room. Then upon
the sudden quiet fell a sound Of muf-
fed tapping. Judith ran to the door.
There was a whispered conversation,
and very soon Dick saw her hand out
something on a tray. She came back
with eyes shining.
ut was Mrs. Drake. She said she
heard us having such good time, and
though she and Mr.. Drake did not dare
leave their guests now that every one
had gone she just simply had to beg
some of the lemonade. She had heard
those glasses clicking and the music
through the WALL
Dicks eyes We're dancing, but Ju-
dith's were dewy with a new and ten
der light.
"Oh. Dick, you are simply wonder
full She thinks 1t was a huge success
--and-and-well, you know what
promised this afternoon. You cam
Dick gripped her hands.
"Will you, Judith-will you. dear"
"Yes. Dick. and Wen announce it at
my next evening at home"