Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1910-01-07
THE ROAD MAKER.

The speaker was a Young man fault
lessly dressed He was speaking to
man some twelve years his senior. who
was seated on d tree trunk, smoking
a pipe. Pm Lord Winstead. and this
is my property"
And a nice property. too congrat-
ulate your lordship.'
Il say, you're a pretty cool hand. Who
are your
As you were kind enough to tell me
your name will return the compliment.
My name is Raymond, Basil Raymond"
He paused for few seconds and then
added, Those are fine trees ahead"
DO you know anything about trees p
I've spent fifteen years among them
in Canada
Did you ever cut roads through em?9
Several"
Il say, you're just the man [ want.
D'you want job?"
Depends what the Job is
why, Eve always wanted to cut a
road through those trees to the shore'
We'll, if you're anxious for me to do
it, | will"
Come a;ong to the house and we'll
fix things up
Raymond went with him to the house
and presently they We're deep in the
plans for the new road.
Suddenly the door burst open and a
girl entered.
Come and play tennis, jimmy she
cried
Then she saw Basil Raymond and her
pretty face flushed.
Let me introduce YOU said Lord
Winstead. my cousin. Miss Constance
Blaketon, Mr., Raymond"
Mr.. Raymond is going to make a
road through the wood to the shore"
Lord Winstead continued.
The smile faded from the girls eyes,
she gazed frigidly at Raymond for a
moment, and then turned to her cousin.
You won't be coming. them" she
asked
"Sorry, old girl. but / can't leave this"
Miss Blaketon bowed to Raymond and
left the room she did not smile this
| time
| Work was commenced on the following
morning. During the early evening, Basil
Raymond strolled up to the wood and
sat again on the tree trunk where Lord
Winstead had found him.
Its a queer state Of affairs" he muir
INJURED thoughtfrllg. by Jovel What
lovely girl Miss Blaketon is"
The next instant he heard the object
of his admiration speaking.
Fancy introducing me as you did; |
thought he was friend of yours
$50 he is replied Lord Winstead; "or
| hope he will be-
But you told me he was only back
woodsman, Jimmy. He's a fine, manly
looking fellow. but he's hardly a suit
able friend for man of your position"
"Oh, dry up, Con, don't rot so much"
| The voices died away as they passed
| beyond Raymonds hearing
so I'm an outsider" he said. II am
| beyond the pale in my lady Constance's
eyes"
On the first morning of the tree fell
| ing, Miss Blaketon walked along with
! Lord Winstead. Basil Raymond raised
| his hat as he saw her, but only received
| a somewhat curt nod in reply. He flushed
to the roots of his hair. but continued
to issue directions in calm level tones.
Constance Blaketon did not notice the
| flush; as a matter of fact, it was lost
in the tan She had meant to crush this
man who apparently did not know his
place, but evidently she had failed
! Raymond" she called suddenly, Il
want YOU to look for my glove
She had dropped it ON purpose-so
that she might call Raymond To her
surprise. Basil did not move. He was
directing the telling of large elm. and
he did not turn his head until the work
was finished.
Constance Blaketon grew angrier each
second She could not tell why this man
affected her SO, why she had such pas
sionate desire to humble him.
why did you not come when I
called" she demanded Indignantly. when
at length Raymond walked across to
her
4 had my work to do, Miss Blake.
ton" he said calmly.
Constance gave him a few curt direc-
tions, at the conclusion of which he re-
turned TO his work and dispatched a
couple of men to hunt for the glove.
which they speedily found
Two days passed without Raymond
seeing Constance, and then he received
an invitation to dine with the Win
sueads, which he readily accepted
Constance was very annoyed with her
cousin for issuing the invitation.
Have YOU invited the other men as
wellg" she asked.
"Oh. dry up. Con. Raymond's a gen.
tlcman anyone can see that"
is he2 dare say he'll open YOUR
eyes tonight. Jimmy. You've only
worked with him so far, remember I
suppose l shall be expected to sit down
with him."
"Nou can Jolly well please yourself
Con" said Winstead angrily. y dare
say he'd he better pleased if You didn't"
No doubt, there would be one less
to watch his agonies in that case"
Rot Wmstead flung himself off to
| the billiard room, but was too ANNOYED
to make any decent shots
Despite Miss Blaketon's sarcastic com.
ments, she Appeared that night in
imvishing dinner gown Constance wore