Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-11-05

~ natience with your look -and-die style
Of mani"
Hilary Carew threw look of the
most charming defiance at the girl who
was sitting under the shadow of wide
Iv.spreading oak, book on her lap, and
a smile in her serious dark eyes.
you don't speak, oh oracle" said
Hilary, finding that her speech had little
effect upon her companions silence.
aDon't you approve of my sentiments,
or is it possible that you have fallen
victim to Mr.. Look andd ief Don't
deny the soft impeachment, Angela"
Angela Thursby shook her head with
laugh. :,
Il have never even seen him" she said
lightly, her lovely eyes on the running
stream, which gurgled musically almost
at her feet-"so it is not likely that |
could have fallen victim to him. Be
sides. Hilary, you know l am not that
sort of person"
"As for that" said Hilary-"poohi No
one knows when the great moment may
not arrive, and-after that, the deluge.
But seriously, Angela, let us give this
wonderful look and die Vivian Crispin a
him on his own ground, beat him with
his own weapons, and confer benefit
on womanlzind by curing him of his bad
WAYS. Wild you aid me, Angela? l
think you ought to be able to manage
itr'
81? And may ask why?''
Look in the glass, my dear girl--or
the river, and that question will answer
Itself"
Angela leaned over the edge of the
clear water. where a silent pool fringed
With purple flags and creamy meadow
sweet reflected like a mirror the blue
sky overhead, and the face of the girl
who looked into its crystal depths with
q half smile curving her red lips. What
she saw was face of rare beauty, the
warm soft coloring which is so unique
and seldom seen i'll these colder chimes;
deeply blue eyes, fringed with dark curl
Ing lashes, lips curved like q Cupid's
bow, and mass of soft, dusky hair, in
which there were thousand goldred
lights. Such was Angela Thursby.
She drew herself up with a sigh.
WELL" said Hilary, with a suspicion
of laughter in her eyes and voice, art
satisfied, friend2"
Angela picked up her book
why should do your-your work 2"
she said irrelevantly. "Why not subju-
gate this wonderful specimen of man
kind yourself, Hilary? Goodness knows
you arc no novice at that game"
Now, I wonder if you are trying to
be rude?" said Hilary at runs off me
like water off ducks back, you know,
so don't think you can annoy me. No
no! Vivian Crispin must be left to your
tender mercies; he must be taught les
son, and the teacher of that lesson must
of necessity be some one possessed of a
perfectly cool head and a heart well in
hand. You, my dear Angela, possess all
those qualifications, for you always de-
clare that no one has ever been able to
make your heart beat a little faster or
your cheeks little pinker than usual;
therefore it stands to reason that you
are the very person to transix this
Adonis, and, having made him captive,
you can then avenge the injuries of the
half dozen hearts he is reported to have
broken, by-breaking his. Alps fair,
you know. Ours will be war to the
knife in a most excellent cause. But,
one thing you must keep clearly before
you, you must never in any circum-
stances, fall in love with him yourself"
MY dear Hilary-as if l should!"
Don't shout till you're out of the
wood. You may not of course, but still,
hae me doots, Angelai"
Then dismiss them. I'll promise
willingly not to fall in love with him, if
that will please you"
VIII you? Remember, I'll hold you
to that compact. / heard that he is to
arrive next week at the manor, and all
the neighborhood will be on the qui vive
to see him. Notwithstanding
IN every sense of the word. What a
time all the match making mammas will
have! Heigh-ho! It's getting late, and
must away. Are you going in now,
Angela?"
No promised to meet the vicar;
ne has been out to see a distant sick
person. Till tomorrow then, Hilary"
The girls kissed
Till tomorrow, and next week you
will have to be at my beck and call, as
am managing this campaign. Good
bye!"
Angela looked after her friend, with
smile lingering in her lovely eyes
Then she picked up her book and white
parasol and took her way along the path
which skirted the green rushing river
for some little distance.
1t was perfect day. Overhead hung
a turquoise-blue sky, fecked with feath-
cry little white clouds, which sailed
along gaily, reflected in the crystal wa.
yer, where trees dipped their long
branches into the silent pools. Now and
then trout splashed, and Angela paused
moment to watch the eddying circles
as they widened out. She had not far to
go to meet her uncle, the vicar, and
1t was not long after s.
She slipped down on to one of the
great gray boulders which stood up e.!
most out of the river, and watched the
water as it coursed by idly. Not soul
was in sight; it was perfectly still, and
insensibly lulled by the warmth of the
sun. and the ripple of the water against
the stones, Angela fell asleep.
Minutes passed-half an hour-and
stun Angela slept that sleep which is
supposed to belong exclusively to the