The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1909-07-27
TIE EVENING STORY
The Chauerou.
(By CLYDE Lawrence.l

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| Young ladies, wish to make an i'm
portant announcement" said Miss Oar
boy. teacher of the class in French at
| the wellington private school for
| ladies.
The fourteen young ladies looked UP
| in expectancy.
| During the summer vacation. be-
! ginning two weeks hence, [ shall have
| tents on the shore of the lake. and
| such OF you as can arrange it with your
parents can summer there. There will
| be boating, bathing and fishing Fresh
meats and vegetables will be supplied
| every day. 1t is a new departure. and
l hope 1t VIII be a success
1t was seen that she hadn't quite fin
| ished yet, and the applause was with
| held.
1T will be a young ladies' camp in
| the strictest sense of the word" she
continued. mo members of the other
sex will be permitted near it. Farmer
| jackson will see to that. That it all.
Hand III your names as soon as POS
sible, please"
But won't our brothers and cousins
be allowed to come and see p" asked
Miss Harden for the rest of the class.
Impossible she replied in French.
In your case, Miss Harden, I happen
to know that you have neither broth
ers nor cousins of the male SEX
But I have a
No, she didn't say It. The teacher
herself up and frightened her.
Miss Pearl Harden was fatherless,
and her widowed mother had only a
limited income. There were other
pupils who had to consult the matter of
income as well, and when Miss Darboy
had made UP her list for the summer
camp it totaled seven names. Six Of
them had no complaint of the rules to
be enforced; the seventh said nothing,
but seemed to be thinking a great DEAL
Vacation came; the camp was pitch
ed, and occupied, and Farmer Jackson
took a shotgun into the fields with him
and kept an eye on the approaches to
the camp.
Everything went along quietly for
week, and the enemy was lulled into a
sense of security. No pirate craft ap
preached, and Farmer Jackson went to
bed with conscience free from killing.
Then Miss Darboy took chances. She
wanted some things from her room in
the village, and she arranged with the
driver of the provision wagon to ride
up with him.
Halfway to town a wheel came off
the vehicle, and after gazing at the
wreck for five minutes the driver an
nounced that no four-wheeled wagon
could continue its mad career on three
wheels. This meant that Miss Darboy
must walk. She gave up her errand to
go back to her charges. The boy show
ed her short cut across the fields and
went off with the horses, but he did not
warn her to watch out for red and
white bull pasturing in one of the
Isfields.
Miss Darboy soon had use for all
her French EXPLANATIONS. She first
heard rumbles like distant thunder;
then a savage below; then trem-
bling of the earth and the sight of
creature bearing down upon her. She
ran, of course. There were two shade
trees standing close together, and
she reached one and had gained a
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stopped to sniff at the hat that had
blown from her head. Women are
not natural climbers, but under stress
of peril they have been known to add
that feat to their many accomplish
ments.
go away-go right away from
herei" commanded Miss Darboy in
both French and English as the bull
came up and paved and beloved.
He absolutely refused. Then Miss
DarbOy called for help, but no help
came.
An hour had passed when the bull
went to the creek to drink. He didn't
forget the lady up the tree, however.
He kept looking back, and she real
lied that to descend would bring him
back on the charge. He had satisfied
his thirst, when he suddenly emitted
a below of defiance and went dashing
across the field. There was another
intruder. This time it was a young
man. He heard the below, saw the
bull and at once made for the trees.
He came up at hot pace, made
long spring to catch branch and es-
capped vicious sweep of the horns
by inches. He had been settled on
branch for three minutes before he
heard voice asking:
Sir, what shall we do?"
Good lands, lady up a tree!' he
gasped. How did you get there ?"
THAT creature chased me, and l.
7 climbed
Il can't hand you my card, but my
name is Randall Hope
And I am Miss Darboy, of the
school"
yes. You are the French teach
er. You have charge of the sum-
mer camp. You have issued an edict
half mile. That old farmer with a
shotgun turned me back yesterday.
and 1 was trying it again today"
You wanted to see me-" was
asked.
"Oh. no. I wanted to see Miss
Harden. 1 am in love with her, you
know"
"sir. Miss Harden is under my
charge, and the rules I have made
must be obeyed.'
well. all right" replied Mr.. Hope
as he settled himself more comfort
ably on his perch. Il was honest
enough to tell you that I was in love
with Miss Harden, but if I'm to be
kept out OF the camp II stay here.
Nice afternoon, isn't it? Are you en-
joying your vacation? ?"
Miss Darboy looked across at him
in Indignation and muttered to her
self in French. She was just about
to announce that she would descend
and go straight to camp when the
bovine, who had been quiet for a mo-
ment began paving and believing
She therefore changed her mind and
humbly asked:
Won't he. get tired and leave us
pretty soon -
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