The Marshall republican., 1908-11-20

trains due TO walt an hour, anyhow
l looked again, and, sure enough,
saw that at intervals the close.cropped
grass was dotted with little red flags
like sparks Of fire on a carpet o.
green velvet. Vincent has many fads
bat think he is keener on golf than
anything else. l was disguised with
aim. Vincent" I said with decision,
this IL nonsense. You can wait till
we get to ~Cuppstone to play golf. era.
ham said there were public links
there"
Yes, and he also said that Il was
the rottenest course he aver played
over" said Vincent with some heat
I made him admit 1t. And this one
To q beauty. A private one, I'll
wager. Look at that turf. It is Just
like velvet, my dear fellow-like vel.
vet" and he swept a practiced eye over
TIE wide green slopes.
Now, l am fond Of the game myself
within reason, and certainly the pros
pect was inviting, for l was tired of
the confinement Of the carriage and
Vincent was most persuasive. / knew
IL was a foolish thing TO do; the train
might not stay so long as we expected
and we might get left; and yet, as |
say, 1t is hard to refuse Vincent any
thing. unwillingly permitted him to
get out my clubs.
Whose links are these?" ] asked
the guard. DO they belong to the
castle?"
"Yessir," replied the guard. "They
belong to Castle Wyckhoff, the family
seat OF Baron Wyckhonf. They're all
dead now, though, all 'cept the Honor.
j Agatha, and she lives in the cas-
tie and owns all these acres, sir, all
you can see,", and the guard waved
MIS- hand grandiloquently toward the
Imposing old pile on the hillside and
the green meadows stretching away
far below II.
She must have money" | said, re.
h~ectively. Vincent, meanwhile. was
hunting in his grip for an atrocious
red coat he ear when he COLTS.
Money!" repeated the guard.
Money? Lor' bless you, sir, she as
millions an millions. Her own IA.
ther was Baron Wyckhoff. but e died
"hen is darter were a little thing. 'E
never 'ad a shilling, but 'er stepfather.
That married Baroness Wyckhoff two
years later, was H'american and 'ad
more pounds than there is stones in
that castle, sir. an arter is wife died
9 az the place built up again. An
now they're both dead, sir, and Is
stepdaughter. the Honorable Agatha.
as 'er title is, sir, is heiress OF all his
millions and 'er mothers estate"
She ought to marry" I said, still
rehectively, and without any personal
meaning.
The guard smiled knowingly.
There's many a one arter her, sir"
he said; but they don't seem to make
no progress against 'er stepfather's
will"
Her stepfather's will?" / repeated,
with interest. DO you hear that,
Yincent?"
But Vincent, his beloved coat at
last found, was half out OF the car
riage. Come on" he shouted, we're
wasting time" And |, perforce. was
obliged to follow him. although the
guards story promised to be very In.
teresting.
After we had played the first hole
and / had won q seldom win a hole
from Vincent, so | was in a good
humor) | told him what the guar had
said s these grounds belong to the
Agatha" / concluded, "and
have curiosity enough to wish that
we might behold this mysterious lady."
But Vincent wasn't a bit excited;
you can never depend upon him when
he's playing golf. "Bosh!" he said;
I'D rather play on her links than see
her. II she saw us she might nut MS
on. III bet she's a grabbed old maid. I
I'm surprised at you, Terhune, with
your romantic notions. | thought you'd /
left all that sort of thing behind you In
London"
| felt myself r~eddening slightly. |
though | knew Vincent didn't mean |
anything, and was about to make some |
retort when he drove of Unexpectedly, |
and ] stopped In admiration OF the
clean, fast shot he made. II just1
cleared a natural bunker and sped on
beyond.
AT that instant a discordant mixture
OF sound burst upon our ears, as that
OF a dog yelping and a vigorous scold.
ing in a high but sweet feminine voice,
With n accord we rushed up the
gentle rise, nd in the depression be.
yond we beheld n OF the h~andsomest
girls HAD eve e e In my life. She
was bending owe a setter puppy and
scolding him The dogs yelps had
subsidized 70 a whimper and he was
holding up one OF his paws as II he
had been hurt. II told YOU not 10
come. Rudolph she was saying, "and
told o to keep out OF the way, and
told yon ytn'd get hurt II you didn't.
She was q tail SIR. but beautifully
proportioned, and wore no hat on her
mass OF dark hair, When we got near
or we saw that h9r eyes were big and !