Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-05-11


boys who have not done growing. And,
Jack"-this with a grave countenance
IF YOU promise TO be home by
eleven, I'll come as far as the end of
the lane and meet YOU
You'd be a deal better off in bed.
You are out of mischief there, and
I'm hanged if you are anywhere else
and with this fraternal remark the
drag drives off.
What makes Lorrie so silent DUR
ING what remains of this autumn eve
ming? 1t is Greta who describes the
DAVIS doings to the rector, Greta who
generally is scarcely permitted to get
a. word in edgeways on such occa-
sions. This evening Lorrie seems
to have too much to think about to
talk, and she sits, even when she and
Greta are in the drawing-room, al
most as silent as she was at the dim
ner table.
Once or twice she rises and saun.
tiers to the piano, but her fingers,
which seem to be thinking also, bare
ly touch the keys.
oh dear! Excitement is firing
work Are you ready for bed, Lor-
rie?"
Speak to me not of bed, the wise
night dead Bed? No, certainly not.
l shall not be sleepy for hours. Be
sides, I'm going to sit up for Jack"
Not really?"
Yes, really half defantly Il
want to hear how much Lord Ken
dale really did win
But I want to know tonight" she
retorts. ''Greta, did you ever see a
pluckier thing than the way he
staggered to that horse and rode the
rest of the racer" and she turns with
sudden light in her eyes, a sudden
warm flush on her face.
NO. Have you been thinking of
that all the evening Lorrie?"
No, certainly not, sharply.
Yes, it was plucky. I'm glad you
have changed your mind about Lord
Kendale."
Changed my mind! What do you
mean? Oh l hate him just as much
as ever, if that is what you meant"
For a person who hates another,
you have been in pretty close com
partnership with that other all day,
Lorrie.'
Have l? l didn't notice. Well, he
was the pleasantest person in the
party, you see. ! suppose you'll adj
nit that you can dislike anyone, and
yet do justice to their agreeable
ness
III admit anything, if you'll only
come to bed" says Greta.
Greta, you are the most pusiilan-
Gus creature in creation and you1
yawns are appalling. Go to bed be-
fore I'm swallowed bodily I'm going
TO wait for Jack
DO you know what | was thinking
today, dear?" she says.
Cant say. What you will do when
the quarters bills come in, l dare
say
Il was thinking what a capital
match Lord Kendale and Diana Mel
ford would make"
LorIie swings around and pokes the
fire before answering and then she
only says:
"In-deed!'
res. she seems just the match
for him. They say contrasts are
good in matrimony, and they would be
such perfect ones. She would make a
capital balance to him; he is so wild
and headstrong, and she is so calm
and-sensible. Besides, there is the
money. Papa says the Latchams are
terribly poor and if Lord Kendale
married Diana there would be plenty
of money, you see. / think it is cap
ital idea
do you?" says Lorrie, smoothly
IF you thought less and held the
candle straighter it would be better
for the carpet, at any rate.
I'm almost too tired to hold it at
all
Lorrie sits and looks at the fire
with sudden gravity in her dark
eyes, Gretas words ringing in her
ears. Make a good match! Does she
not know that it is the match Lord
Guy must make, that he is bound to
make?
Had she forgotten it all day? Yes,
she had forgotten it, clean forgotten
it! Why had rGeta reminded her OF
it?
she sits looking into the fire for
half an hour, until the church clock
shal1ily boots out eleven from its ivy
belfry. then she starts and walks
with a resolute and firm step toward
the bedroom candle She lights it,
gets half way to the door, then puts
it down and goes to the window.
The moon is shining brightly over
the lawn; every shrub stands out as
If carved in ebony.