The Dolores star., 1909-06-25


papers somewhere. All the evidence
he had. together with the names of
the witnesses, was on his person; for
In making the whole he had prudently
destroyed the numerous scraps. II
this document fell into alien hands.
the trouble would double itself. He
pulled quickly. and the heat Of the
cigar put smart on his tongue He
had nothing to do but wait.
On the steps of the clubs porte
cochere he was greeted by Miss Cav
enaugh. who was simply and tasteful.
ly dressed in white. II there was
sudden cardiac disturbance in Car
rington's breast. the girls tender
beauty certainly justified It. The
fresh color on her cheeks and lips. the
shining black hair that arched a white
forehead. the darkly frineed blue eyes.
the slender. rounded figure, the small
feet and shapely hands, all combined
to produce picture of feminine love-
illness warranted to charm any mascu-
line eye. Let the curious question
Cavenaugh's antecedents, II they
were SO inclined. thought Darlington;
here was abundant evidence of what a
certain old poet called the splendid
corpuscle of aristocracy.
Her sister went by the sonorous
name of Norah. She was II, a bit of
q tomboy. but of the same build and
elegant carriage that distinguished
Kate from ordinary mortals; only
Norah's eyes were hazel-tinted and
her hair was that warm brown of the
heart of chestnut bur. She was Of
merry temperament. quick to like or
to dislike. and, like her sister. loyal
to those she loved. Both girls DOS.
sessed that uncommon gift in women.
the perfect sense OF justice. You
never heard them gossiping about any.
body; and when a veranda converse.
tion drifted toward scandal the Cav
enaugh girls Invariably drifted to.
ward the farther end of the veranda.
All the men admired them; they were
such good fellows.
The mother Of the girls was. as
have remarked. good natured and ami.
able. inclined toward stoutness, and
a willing listener to all that was going
on. She considered 1t her bounden
duty to keep informed regarding the
doings of her intimate friends, but
with total lack Of malice At this mo.
ment she occupied her favorite corner
on the club veranda. and was en-.
gagged in animated tittle-tattle. She
nodded and smiled at Darlington.
Norah was playing tennis. She
waved her racket at the new arrival.
Darlington was her beau-ideal.
He hurried into the dressing room
and shortly returned In his golf fan
nels. He was a sturdy chap. not at all
handsome, but possessing counten-
ance full Of strong lines. He inspired
your trust and confidence. which Is far
better than inspiring your admiration.
Il am not going to play today"
said Kate, 80 I'll follow over the
course and watch you play. / haven't
seen you for whole week; and l
cant talk and play, too," smiling.
Forward, them" cried Darlington.
beckoning to his caddy.
He played a nervous. fidgety game
that afternoon. Every time he teed
pocket with an ominous crackle. There
was not one brilliant stroke to his
credit This puzzled the girl, for only
the previous week he had been run
ner.up In the annual tournament for
crack amateurs. He made the ninth
hole indirerently. then turned to the
girl, smiling whimsically.
You are not playing up to your
form to-day, John" she observed.
Il admit It," he replied. tossing his
club to the caddy, who. well versed
in worldly affairs. serenely shouldered
the bag and made of toward the club
house. my heart isn't in the game,
Kate. The fact Is. I'm in peck of
trouble" He determined to tell her
at once. There might not be another
opportunity like this.
why. John!" reproachfully.
"Oh. 1t came only yesterday.
haven't been hiding it. I'm in kind
of pocket, and can't exactly see my
way out. want your advice; and you
must be the jury and judge rolled into
one"
They were standing on a hill, and
far away they could see the pale line
where the shimmering summer sea
met the turquoise bowl of heaven.
Tell me what your difficulty is,
John, and l will judge it the best
know how"
He never knew what a simple,
beautiful name John was till 1t fell
from the lips of this girl. Many called
him Jack; but only his mother and
this girl called him John. He mo-
toned toward the sandbox, and they
sat down. The other players were
well scattered about. out Of hearing.
He made out his case skillfully
enough, giving his plaintiff and de-
fendant fictitious names. The thing
grew so real to him, as he went on.
that toward the end he rose to the
dramatics. The girl listened. but with
-auar o1auoa him Rather her