Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-04-27
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dress me-"
What's all the row about?'
Here. Greta, The button's come of
my shirt collar; just come and see to
it, will You?
Greta takes off her gloves, which
she has just put on. and repairs to the
rescue, and Jack calls out:
What's the hurry, Lorrie? The drag
isn't here yet. Guy will call at the
Pines first. expect"
will he?" she retorts, "Oh, indeed!
He had better not! You know the coz
dition upon which l am going; that J
should have the box seat. il find d.
ina perched up there, l remain at
home"
My dear Lorrie, it viii be all
sight. Lord Guy viii be sure to call
her, -. Jack ony said it to tease
yop,
- cat c,.re. mean TO have the
box Fa.t. nate being packed behind
like q 5,.uA or flour. II there is any
doubt about it, I'd better go and take
my things off. don't care about the
going in the least!'
.'Oh, dare say. Tell that to the
marines! You haven't been talking
about it for the last week; oh, no.
certainly not! Look here, young lady.
I should advise you to put your pride
in your pocket, and Try and behave
decently today-if you can. Lord Guy
has had quite enough of your tam
trums, l expect"
Jack! Say one word more and
refuse to go!"
One word more!" shouts Jack,
with grin.
Pray be quiet, you two! Jack,
leave her alone! Lorrie, dear, you
shall have the box seat; you shall
have whatever you like, only do be
be good! There is the drag!"
The drag pulls up at the door, and
Lord Guy raises his hat He looks as
he sits upright on the lofty perch,
with his whip and reinS in hand, like
an Apollo Belvedere; that is, if one
can imagine Apollo in a light frock
coat that fits to perfection, and a
white hat that seems to have grown
10 his shapely head. As he pulls up,
he raises his hat, generally, and adj
dresses Greta pointedly.
Good morning, Miss Latimer Hope
I'm not late" Ill sxg s...-
COCO morning, Lord Kendale,"
says Greta, pleasantly. "Oh, no, you
are not late. What lovely morning!
How good of you to call for us first"
All on my way. Jump up, Jack.
Rawlings, put the steps for the
ladies'
"Oh, may my sister ride in front,
Lord Kendale, she doesn't like riding
behind?"
Certainly
Ready, my lord" says Rawlings.
The grooms let go the horses heads
and away they dash.
Lorrie looks down from her perch,
and draws a sigh of relief and salts
LisfactiOn. She has got her way and
is inclined to be gracious. But when
she glances up at the handsome face
she sets no responsive glance in re-
turn. Lord Kendale seems to be fully
occupied with his horses as to be un
conscious of her presence. She waits
minute or two. but he does not offer a
remark; then she says:
What a lovely morning!"
Yes"
Il hate wet day on such occasions.
Everybody get wet and grumpy, and
one spoils ones things
Yes he says again.
She looks up at hlm questioningly,
and her glance wavers and drops. He
is offended then! and he means to
sulk all the time, perhaps Her heart
misgives her. Where will be her
pleasant day if he is going to be sui
len and confined himself to Yves" 1t
is too stupid Shall she make peace
with him, offer an apology at once,
and set it over? 1t would certainly
be the best way, but Lorrie's pride
will not permit of it-not yet. She
viii make one more attempt
SuppOSS AOuA uOlSS Is GUNS 10
VIM"
L don't know"
His heart is melting, melting; he
longs to turn to her with a smile and
forgive her, to bask in the sunshine
of her presence and enjoy his day;
but he has some pride on his side, and
he determines not to give in-yet.
I promised pupsie / wouldn't bet;
but betting for gloves is not real bet
ting, is it?''
i don't know"
You seem to be particularly ignor-
ant this morning" she says, with a
threatening pout.
Not more than usual. Miss Do
lores. am very simple fellow.
am easily taken in, don't you thinf
so?"
Il don't now"
"oh, I should have thought <ou