The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1911-12-28

She b1ushed and dropped her eyes.
Rita he asked sternly. where
are You going?"
ITO Buffalo," she replied in a still,
small voice.
you used TO eonfide in me-" he
said reproachfulIy and | used to
help you. Mayn't / do 50 now?''
Maybe I am beyond help now she
said with doIeful sigh
Rita, + insist upon your telling
me-
well, as usual acted on the i'm
pulse of the moment and telegraphed
to Buffalo that / would be on this
train. I left a. note at the house
where I was visiting Saving that had
been called away. And I came, and
you found me-
He waited for more confidence, but
as she seemed to have told him all
that she intended to, he began talk
ing to her on other subjects, chatting
freely and Interestingly until he had
restored their old friendly footing.
Then suddenly he dropped his care
less, conventional tone and turned to
her face full Of resolute purpose.
Rita, I am going to be disagree
able he said earnestly. Il am going
to talk to you as I would to Margaret
were she, in your place, as I hope
some older man would advise her
were I not with her. | have heard
something of you in the last two
years. I know that last spring you
were receiving attentions from man
to whom your father strongly obpect-.
ed"
Wees she admitted.
$50 | am forced to draw my con-
illusions, Rita; especially when you
tell me that you ran away frcm the.
place you were visiting and that you
were DESTROYS of not being seen, and
anticipate pursuit"
She looked up, flushed and cen
fused,
well, what are your conclusions? ?"
"That you are planning to elope
with this man"
"And--if | were?" she asked slow
ly.
"May I talk to you plainly. Rita
as would to Margaret"
"You may" she said in low tone.
Gravely and eloquently he laid be-
fore her the consequences of her fol-
". When he paused she looked up
at him. Her face was the more win
some that its vivacity had been re-
placed by soft and sweet expression.
Her eyes looked ready for tears.
'sMr. Maxwell she said gently. ga
Their is in Buffalo on business. | tele-
graphed him to meet me at this
train"
"Rita!' he exclaimed reproachfully,
chagrined at the thought that he had
made fool of himself-"you told me
you were running away
''And so | am. was rowing on the
river yesterday when boat near me
in which were young couple cap
sized. 1t happened to be an easy mat
ter for me to rescue them, but every
one was foolish enough to try to make
a heroine out of me- Reporters,
camera fends and grateful relatives
besieged me until could stand the
notriety no longer, SO I-bolted.'
+ 'sWhy didn't you explain at first"
he asked stiffiy, the knowledge that
he had made himself ridiculous and
drawn out by a young girl still ran
king.
"Mr. Maxwell" she said quickly and
earnestly, 81 ihaven't explained all
yet. When I was at school and Marga-
ret talked so much of you, and then
when you came to New York and
We're so lovely to us and again when
passed those two weeks at your
home, you became my oracle. You
know schoolgirls have to have a hero
some one by whom to set their
standard. I thought about you a great
deal. Last spring I did have a sutton
to whom father objected, as did all
my friends, which was my main rea-
son for not discouraging him. He pro-
posed an elopment. The plan appeal
ed to me at first. Then found N.Y.