Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1909-04-16
CHAPTER III

People said Miss Carrington's Wednes
Gays were always fine, that she had bet
ter fortune In that respect than othel
tolk, and certainly the weather favored
her on this occasion, for it was the yer,
perfection Of June afternoon, with plen
ty OF sunshine and freshness to mitiRat,
the heat.
These Wednesdays were very popula,
In the neighborhood. Miss Darlington
was a charming hostess; she had lust
the right knack of entertaining people
she welcomed them heartily, put them
at their ease with themselves and other
people, then left them to be as free as
ner own butterflies The little wicket gate
between Moss-side and Fernleigh was al
ways set open on these occasions; Miss
Oarrlngton's lawn was devoted to lawn
tennis; when they had finished their game
the young people were welcome to stroll
through Mr.. Moore's garden, and make
themselves at home in the coy hooks and
shady seats with which it abounded.
AS a general rule, Mr. Moore seldom
mingled with the guests; his habits were
those OF the recluse. A few of his old
friends who were sure Of their welcome,
and one or two of his younger favorites,
would sometimes cross the threshold and
Keep him company In the cool shaded
rONm.
To these he would speak of his how
accounting endless anecdotes Of his PROV
SIS and courage, and often making mem
ton OF his pupil Alison, or as he called
her' sunny, for the young girl had been
Verltable sunbeam to her old tutor, max
ing his darkened hours pass more quick
~ by her ready sympathy and aptitude
Cor learning.
On this afternoon he was not alone.
A young man In light gray summer suit,
with sunburnt, handsome face. was
standing by the window looking at the
knots OF people already gathering on
Miss Carrington's lawn. with a humor-
GUS, half-vexed expression In his wide
open blue eyes.
What lot Of peoplew he grumbled.
Il believe all RiVerston Is there: there
are three boats full, and two sets of
lawn tennis forming, and l do not know
how many more; there goes Miss Merle
Miss Alison, l mean. What a bore, grand
father, that l forgot all about Miss Car
rington's Wednesday, and shall have to
why, the more the merrler. Is NOT
that the opinion of young folk like your"
returned Mr.. Moore, smiling. "Now. n
l said that l wanted you all to myself
for this one day you have spared me that
would only be an old mans selfshnesS.
and should be ashamed Of myself for
giving it utterance. But you are not
generally so unsOciable, Greville."
There Is a regular crowd" returned
the young fellow, still more pettisbIv.
Il shall not be able to speak to Miss
Darlington, or to Miss Alison either. and |
you forgot, grandfather, that l shall he |
on to Keswick the day after tomorrow
Tor six weeks at least"
Il am not likely to forget that. nv bow.
Well, 1t is pity If you are not pleased.
Tor they are going to keep it up unusu-
ally late; there is to be music on the
lawn. Sunny has been telling me all
about 1t. The moonlight Is so clear that
Miss Diana has given in to the notion.
and young Hepworth has brought his
cornet. If l were you, lad, would lust
make the best of 1t, and join in merrily
with the rest"
And leave you sitting here alone.
grandfather And l thought we should
have Just one Of our old evenings on the
river, and l should row you and Miss
Darlington, and her niece to the Long
Island"
my, lad, am not lfksly to BE- long