Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-03-30

Il suppose the Melfords are very
rich, Greta? l mean disgustingly
rich?"
"Mr. Melford is wealthy man.
yes,'' says Greta.
"Ah!" with sigh. How l hate
wealthy people! Why should some
people have all the money and others
none? Why shouldn't pupsie be rich,
now, as. well, or instead of Mr.. Mel
ford? Look at pupsie, with his beau
tiful face and his white hair and
small, nice hands; why, he looks as if
heaven intended that he should be
rich. And there's Mr.. Melford with
his turn-up nose, and carroty whiskers
and his great red hands; now, he
looks as if he were intended to be
poor, to be in his shirt sleeves all day,
and wear a paper cap like Blobbs, the
carpenter in the village Oh. dear,
Greta, shouldn't you like to be
rich?"
Il should like to have enough to
pay the housekeeping bills regularly
"Oh, nonsense! that's not what
mean. l mean to have loads of money
oceans of it. To have enough for a
carriage and pair, and house in Lon
don; to have 2 dozen boxes of kid
gloves, Jouvin's very best, laid aside
to choose from when one liked. To
be able to give dinner parties and
have English pines and ice pudding
and big footman behind every other
chair, and-oh, l mean disgustingly
richi"
Crash, crash, on the piano.
"Greta, l am sorry to say it, but l
am the most worldly person in the
United Kingdom. | feel that to be rich
really rich, I'd commit any crime
short of stealing. That's the worst of
it! People in our position of life can't
do anything to get money They can
not beg, and to steal they are afraid
There is only one thing we can do
she adds, her lovely head on one side
her fingers picking out the notes dain.
tily.
What's that?" asks Greta who
has been only half listening.
"One can marry for money, you
know. That didn't occur to me until
this minute What ideas / have! So
original, aren't they? Hem! Yes
Greta, prepare to receive solemn
announcement"
well, dear?'
Intend to marry-for money!
Wanted: A wealthy husband; looks
and age of no consequence. The adj
vertiser is young, amiable and domes
| ticated; she does not squint No one
with less than half-a-million need ap
ply How's that, umpire?'
The coffee, miss" says the serv-
ant. bringing in the tray. q have
taken it into the dining-room, but
there is only master there, and he is
asleep
They are out on the lawn" says
Greta. go and give Jack call, Lor
RE"
Jack"
"Hallo!" cries Jacks voice in re
spouse.
"C-o-f-f-e-e!"
Bring it out there's a gooG
grill" comes back, promptly.
Come and fetch it," is the
prompt retort.
MY dear Lorrie," demonstrates
Greta; you are giving Lord Kendale
fine idea of our family manners.
Who cares what ideas he gets. II
Lord Kendale doesn't like our man
ners he is perfectly at liberty to
Il beg your pardon" says Lord Guy
who has arrived at the door just in
time to hear the incomplete sent
ence, I've come for the Coffee
oh! Has Jack broken his leg?"
mo, but he has caught bat, and is
busy securing it in his handkerchief
so came"
"Oh. pray don't trouble, Lord Ken
dale; the servant"
Lorrie recoils and utters dismal
"Oh, dear!'
I'm SO sorry; it was my fault
wasn't looking where l was going. II
doesn't matter in the slightest. II
can't"-with laugh" spoil my
clothes"
She looks at him under her half
closed, naughty lids. The look which a
spoiled child, who is the youngest
daughter and beauty, is permitted
to wear
Your clothesl was thinking of my
dressi"
So little coffee remains that it is
scarcely worth taking, but Lord Guy,
smarting under the rebuff, carries the
cups to the wall, where Jack is Sc.
curing his prize.
"A bat? Really Let me look, Jack
I hope you haven't hurt it, Bring it to
the light! Give the handkerchief to
I me; you'll let it go, I know you will
you are so clumsy! Give it to me,
when 1 tell you'll Ihere-I told you
SOL" for between them the handker
chief gets opened. and-exit the bat,
Thought you'd do it," says Jack.
IL didn't do it: it was you!
DO Won think that YOU could catch