Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1910-12-29
do You think?-Max and Paul. the
heroes of our last summers drowning

do you think?-Max and Paul. the
heroes of our last summers drowning
episode.
They were coming straight toward
me, with Ethel. who had them In tow,
her face beaming with delight felt
| that ! was becoming slowly petrifled.
To meet those men of all others in
My first impulse was to run. but
did not dare A sense of the fitness OF
things kept me rooted to the spot and
trust that ] did not betray all that
felt. as Ethel joyously presented
My brother, Paul, and his friend, Mr..
| Ellander of New York They had
arrived on later train than was ex-
pected, and had only just succeeded,
they said, in getting into their evening
clothes at that moment.
They had recognized me as quickly
as | had them. could see it in their
eyes, but even lynx-eyed Chappy her.
self could not have detected it in their
manner.
Just then Lou came promenading
by. and nearly betrayed herself by
looking as if she had suddenly met the
ghost Of her great-grandmother. But
| fixed" her with my eye and said
Don't you dare" as plainly as eyes
could speak. and she fortunately re-
covered her senses and behaved very
well, indeed, during the ordeal of an
introduction
We were soon launched into a gem
eral conversation, which, notwith.
standing the winter holidays seemed
to turn quite naturally to summer
sports.
do you swim?" asked Brother
Paul" innocently. his eyes twinkling
with fun
"Oh. little" / answered IT can
manage to keep my head above water.
Do your
well, I'm learning" he replied 81
took some lessons last summer, and
with practise shall be able to make
some Roadway next season I'm very
timid about water; always was from
child. and"
Don't believe him." interrupted
Ethel. HE is a champion swimmer,
and mamma and can never get him
to so with us to Saratoga in the sum.
mer He always Will go with Mr.. FL
lender to the seashore, and last sum-
mer they saved two girls from drown
ing. 1t was all out in the papers;
didn't you see it? Let's see, what were
the names? Miss Hall and Miss john
son, were they not? Do tell about it,
Paul, won't you?"
You'd better tell it yourself, Ethel.
I'm a modest man, and never boast of
my heroic deeds, and I'm sure Max
feels the same. Besides, we are living
in the hope of meeting those two
young ladies again some time, in the
distant future, and we want to make
good impression. Do you think, Miss
Mills" he said, turning to me- that
d young lady would like TO have
stranger go about and tell people how
he had once had the honor of rescuing
her from a watery grave? It's beastly
warm here; let's try to find breath
of air." he added. giving me no oppor-
tunity of answering his question.
We walked to an open window.
why did you leave - Beach so
suddenly last summer" he asked
TT didn't agree with us. We had
malaria dreadfully," I answered, look
ing him straight in the eyes He
looked at me rather doubtfully.
Il wonder how those newspapers
managed to get both our names wrong
Hall and Johnson-how preposter-
ous!"
Well, you see," he replied, I'VE
didn't know your names. and when the
reporters came to us we just manu-
featured them on the spur of the mo-
ment, while they waited. We didn't
want them to annoy you by inqulr1ng
at the hotel I'm sorry the names did
not suit you"
don't know what I said in reply,
but, Club, was SO grateful that fell
in love with him on the spot. Suppose
the reporter had gotten our names!
made move TO leave the window,
and saw that Lou was managing her
end of the line very well, with Max.
think rooming with me has done q
great deal for Lou. You remember, 1t
was she who proposed that affair." and
then spoiled it all because she was too
chicken-hearted to carry 1t through.
Just think how anxious we were to
meet those men last summer, and now
to have their acquaintance positively
thrust upon US in this way! tia really
romantic, isn't 1t? They are charm.
Ing fellows. however. and already I
foresee we are going to have . good
time. -
More anon. Lovingly. your sister.
BESS.
Philadelphia. April !.
Dearest Club;