Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-04-08

"Bll, why does this cloud overhang
your bright young brown" L asked kind
".
Bill sighed. He Is tall and fair and
broad-shouldered and twenty-five, and
football-made. He thinks he knows the
world and human nature.
"I'm worried to death, Molly"
"Oh, Bill! What about?"
'The Club" said he, sadly. You re-
member how well we did last year?"
I didn't, but what matter7 "Of
course" 1 said
We're rotten this season We
haven't a man In the team who can
play full-back. Last year we had Nor
gan, but he's gone back to Cardiff
just like beastly Welshman."
"But II his homes thereT I object
ed mildly.
"UghI It's sickening. We've got a
much heavier lot Of fixtures now, and
we shall Just be swamped Think of
the BollIngton Rovers, for instance ;
they'll simply wipe the ground with
US"
II hope not" said I, feeIingIy. eff
this deluge goes on"
He dropped into an easy chair and
plunged his hands into his pockets.
Look here, Molly" he burst out.
you're always a good friend to e
chap"
My spirits fell.
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thing unpleasant" said 1, warmly. Il
won't do 1t, Bill; it's no good. It's
because I'm not pretty that every one
thinks I'm good-natured. I've been
driven into being good friends to too
many young men, and
He stared at me In surprise.
'I've always thought Of you as being
the most unselfish girl l know" said he.
"and so, when 1 was In trouble, l nat
urally turned to you for help"
Every one does" said 1. in quiet
evaporation. "Oh! so on"
He turned his eyes on the fire.
Its this way" he said, slowly.
There's a chap called Alexander
l don't suppose you know him. but he
used to be at the Grammar School here,
and he's just down from Oxford, and
4 ripping good full-back. He's on the
trial for the county already, and he's
played twice for Nottingham. l don't
know how they got hold OF him, I'm
sure; but he'll join them as sure as
blazes If"
"Bill :"
81 beg your pardon" said he, hastily,
'but you see my point I've been to
him about it, and Wuthers tackled
him In the Club the other day, and he
said he knew most OF the Nottingham
chaps. and liked 'em, and he liked their
ground and clubhouse better than ours.
and thought on the whole he'd prefer
to throw in his lot with them. He's q
pig-headed, domlneering sort of beggar.
The kind OF maxwell, the more you
want him to, the more he won't, don't
you knOw?"
at know" said 1. alphabetically.
What could he want me to do here:
Bill sat upright and regarded me IN
easily.
1--WE came to the conclusion, Wuthers
and l, that the only possible chance OF
getting Alexander was to leave him
quite alone ourselves and persuade
some woman to get at him."
"BnV So this was what he want
ed
You're a sensible girl. Molly. Don't
you think It's a good plan?"
ar you think" said 1, Indignantly.
that 1 am going to try TO influence a
perfectly strange young man"
Bill stared.
You don't think 1 meant your he
cried, In unfatterIng amazement.
collapsed and returned his stare
blankly.
"Oh. no." said he, hastily, what we
thought, Wuthers and I. was that we
must get some pretty. fetching kind of
girl. with winning ways
al see," said 1, slowly; thank you,
Bill"
Like that little Miss Meadows" be
pursued blindly. "Musette, they call
her. She could wheedle 4 horses hind
leg OF, believe. At least Wuthers
says so. He's been refused by her sew
en times. He knows her pretty well. y
'He seems to-" said /, coldly. would
you have liked it, ask your"
you know her, too, don't you. Mol
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