Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-04-02

me Tor TINS one year, nave Deeu Sepd-
rated from her so long!"
Better not get accustomed to having
her at all! Jean, it's time for us TO be
going home if you don't want your father
storming for his dinner"
But Jean did not hear.
Il think there viii be other denoue-
ments," Mrs. Gerard said significantly.
How should you like Mr.. Finch for a
son-in- law ~ the words came out with
jerk
"Oh, well enough!" Lady Bannatyne
said equally. His father is bishop,
his mother a daughter of the late Lord
Danes If Jean wants him she can have
him-her father and | have agreed to
that. But Pm not sure that she does
want him-Jean's a bit of a flirt. Come,
jean raising her voice, as she stood up,
gathering her wraps together-"I cant
keep LETTERS waiting any longerl"
I'm going to walk, mamma" Jean
said
Indeed YOU are not. I'm going TO
| take you all back in the victoria. We
shall be late for dinner as it is. Jack
can sit up with LETTERS, and We'll let
down the front seat"
Lord Trefoil was the last to wish Mrs.
Gerard Good bye" He stood for a
minute or two talking 10 her, while the
Others ran out laughing, to watch the
projected arrangement, Mona among the
rest.
81 am glad to see you looking so much
| BETTER he said. his shrewd dark eyes
meeting hers in the freight.
Thank you" she said in a cold, un-
| interested sort of voice. Il am generally
very we'll"
Your face is coming back to me |
had thought Mona so like you, but now
that l see you together / find very little
! resemblance | have my yacht here, and
we have planned a cruise up the coast, if
you will do me the honor to chaperon the
party LADY Bannatync declares She
would not put her foot on board for
| kings ransom. but you used to be fond
of sailing-you were our most reliable
hand on board the Peggy in the old days,
as well as | remember"
| Mrs Gerard would fain have declined
the role he proposed for her, but she felt
that, like the dance, it was an ordeal to
be gone through for Mona's sake. So
she allowed smiling, that she was quite
as good a sailor as of yore.
just then Mona came running back,
laughing and breathless, with a message
to Lord Trefoil to hurry"
Good night!' he said, and shook hands
with Mrs Gerard, and after that with
Mona, and even the mothers jealous eyes
could not be certain that he held the lit
tie plump hand in a more loyer-like
clasp than he had held her own.
eve have had such a delightful day"
Mona said, kneeling on the rug, her eyes
still full of laughter, her round cheeks
| aglow Her mother, sitting in her big
chintz chair, studied her keenly curious
! ly, as though seeking something new,
something unfamiliar in the fre-lit face.
What did you do?'' she asked quick
| ly, "What was so much more delightful
about this day than any of the other
days?"
oh. the sun was as hot as summer, for
one thing! And we carried luncheon to
the shooters on Compass hill-Jean and
Lexie and l; and after they had eaten it
we all sat on the rocks up there by the
blackberry brambles Lord Trefoil read
Shelley aloud-he carries volume of
| Shelley in his pocket And Jack got mad
because listened, and went and sat on a
rock by himself. But | didn't really care
for the poetry poetry and riddles are
two things | never bother my head
about"
my dear, never say you don't care for
poetry" her mother said. shocked.
But l don't, mother
"Tou are not ashamed to confess YOUR
self an ignorant little girl"
"Oh. well'-she laughed airily-"it's
the truth! Shelley above ALT"
/ II 4 nf IL
of Shelley that had probably gone down
in the locker of the Peggy. Acheson Eyre
was a dreamy student in those days, full
of the vague longings and ambitions of
youth
1--WE must read more, Mona" she said.
at is reproach to me that my daugh-
ter can make such a statement as she
has just made without a blush. | sin
cerely hope you did not air your igno-
rance before Lord Trefoil!"
"Oh, didn't; but poetry and riddles :"
"My dear, don't include them in the
same category"
Her mother looked at her thoughtfullv.
seriously-so seriously that the girl,
turning her eyes to her face. came across
the rug on her knees, and leant her ell
bows on her lap.
81 am your own little girl, nanny, am
l not2"
Are your Her mother smiled,
smoothing the brown hair Does nobody
else share you with me, Mona?"
"WeH, perhaps Jean-a little bit. And
Jack--oh, yes! I'm very fond of Jack
and Lexie"
Nobody else ?"
TO BE CONTINUED.
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