The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1910-07-16

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"You imagine" she began.
"You are too honest to finish that" he said, as
she paused. Besides. why should l imagine it? My
opinion would naturally be that you would be glad
people. On the contrary. you never bestow a word
upon me unless l hold you up for it,"
II think this time l shall refuse to be held up"
with a smile to temper the decision in her voice.
The more the acquaintance grew the greater the
complications. She picked up her book again. de-
liberately.
Il will keep very stin." he said. There was
ono :, epd si Isia b oen Snt I beside him "e1 He Il n EVEN
look at her. When she unwillingly glanced at him.
over the top OF her book. he had his head thrown
He was very handsome. Miss Sinclair found this
fact getting mixed up with Sidney Laniers sym.
and endeavored to concentrate her mind on the
poem: Her %neighbor was abnormally quiet She
feet.
III you have finished reading I'll walk up with
you" he said. There was solemnity in his tone. She
81 have not finished reading" she said u am
going down by the brook"
"Then I'll walk down there with you." obliging.
~. SThere are cows"
Frances Diana Sinclair sat down again on the
seat she had just left. She did not know whether
to be angry or not. and while she was making up
her mind Peters voice came plaintiveiy across the
,ne siaua wIsn the se'1 bi4d q poo her e ne5x "a PIT pste is II, tna 4
across three fields to listen to a Wheeler and VIII.
son thrush. and I caught a little sunstroke. And
nice. comfortable. cool. and happy time under a
tree" He dropped upon the bench beside her.
Did she ever attack you. Mr.. Gresham" he In
CURED.
Mr., Gresham. She only asks me whether I've
noticed the cloud effects"
That's her." assented Peter. Il never look at
the clouds any more. l inquire in the morning II
In. I used to be a perfect child of nature, too"
-! think you underrate that sunstroke. Peter"
perhaps / do. Mrs. Sinclair" he murmured,
and Mr.. Gresham noticed how she colored and then
and the fact that all her laughter seemed to be
against her will made 1t all the more alluring. She
straightensd out the curves in her red lips and
Where is Grace?" she asked.
on somewhere with the Jackson kid: Hes
been leaving ever since we came: told me he only
ran up for a days fishing"
How many guests are there?" Mr.. Gresham
appreciated Peters presence as an aid to converse
"weI. there's Mira. Ivorson. She reads Emer-
son between meals. and she says you are what you
sit isn't true" said Mr.. Gresham. II thought
was an Interesting and agreeable companion. and
Diana ruthlessly INTERRUPTED Peters demand
for light on this statement why. here is Grace"
Grace and the Jackson boy cams up. smiling.
son boy dropped onto tho grass
Peter. ~
mo-" said the Jackson boy. solemnly. eyeing
the sky. IL believe III 90 tomorrow. It's been
miserable weather for fishing"
w have been telling Mr.. Gresham about the
guests" Peter observed. after he had waited sue
eessfully for the Jackson boy to turn crimson. I'VE
began with the New Thought woman. the one that
helps you with suggestions, Oracle"
Il wish some one would help you with q few
IN the way OF manners" said Grace sharply. "You
simply monopolize conversation"
1T is my one little gift ! do what I can with
It II I had your talents"
There are only half . dozen guests" put In
Diana. with some effect OF haste. She laid her
hand on Peters arm, and he subsidized with q gentle
grin at her. Mr.. Gresham fell into q half-teasinK
conversation with Grace. His manner with her
was charming. and such ~ the Jackson boy could
once or twice at the badinage. He caught her, too,
and smiled luizzically into her eyes. An air OF
peace huns over the group.
Towel" said Peter. II wish William could
come on for the fishing"
William who?' demanded Graca.
why. Mr.. Sinclair. Of course"
MI. Gresham paused . little In something he
at Peter. Diana. who had kept her youthful prone
lessly.
III he could come on for a week ana bring
Willie" pursued Peter. Diana gasped. Grace tried
70 conceal her unwilling mirth In the lace OF her
nandkercniet. Peter sat In pleased and eontem-
plative silence.
81 am afraid" said the Jackson boy. .sh.s ehev
would md II pretty poor fishing"
mot they" said Peter promptly. why. q