The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1911-06-27
ETIQUETTE
and Love
A Lesson That Effie Admitted
She Needed.
BY OHIO q. SENGA.


It was characteristic of Ross Brady
that he laughed. although somewhat
bitterly, as the gaudy autocar dashed
by. He had received but the merest
nod of recognition from Miss Danvers
Ross, my boy" he sollliqulzed. you
must have made mistake in thinking
you were invited to join this festive
crowd"
He took small envelope from his
inner coat pocket and read portions of
the note in a mumbling undertone. add
ing caustic comments as he proceeded:
my dear Ross MN. dear Ross
feels pretty cheap-about % cents
worth at the present moment! There
will be a small party of us at Wiers
from the 10th TO the 2Ith.' Well. I'm
only two days In the rear-not bad for
a laboring man! 1t would be very
pleasant If you could be there at the
same time Mn, pleasant! / wonder
just where the pleasure comes inl
Well. here we are. Ross. brace upr'
He furtively 6icked the dust from his
shoes and ran lightly up the broad ter
races to the hotel piazza.
He had hoped that Effie would wait
for him. she must have known that
he was on his way to call upon her
The torturing minutes seemed hours
after he had sent up his card. and he
felt the scarlet blood mount to his
forehead again and again as some
laughing girl stole a second glance at
his handsome face and stalwart figure.
When Efiie came down the stairs
gowned I'm white she seemed TO the
embarrassed young fellow the embodi-
ment of GOODNESS and self possession.
Her greeting was hardly courteous,
in degree removed from cordially, and
she spoke with some asperity.
"Why, Ross Brady, where are you
staying? | expected you to register
herer'
He crimsoned under the reproof of
her voice and manner; then the square
shoulders were set back, and the heavy
chin hardened.
You knew. E6ie," gravely, that 1
could not afford the rates here. ! am
at a farmhouse a mile away. can be
with you whenever you wish, Efiie,"
pleadingly.
She seemed not TO hear him.
And your call just now, Ross" fret
fully. lis wholly without regard to ETH
quette. / only came down TO tell you
that you can come again tomorrow,
and be sure TO send up two cards. one
for me and one for Mrs. Lyons, the
chaperon of the party.
He laughed shortly.
"EfHe, the card sent up is probably
the last one | have. My vacation is
necessarily brief one, and
''Oh. Ross" I'm an excited whisper.
there comes Miss Van Vance! Do goi
/ mustn't be seen talking 10 you like
this. She is from New York and aw-
fully
Brady waited no longer. He bowed
formally TO Ellie and turned sharply
toward the door, meeting Miss Van
Vance on the threshold.
She looked squarely into his eyes as
they passed with an expression that
he afterward recalled and wondered
about.
she's good deal older than Efiie
and those other girls" he unused. IL
wonder Then he shrugged his shout
ders impatiently. What difference
does It make anyhow? I'll write Effie
a note. | was a donkey not to think
about cards. | don't wonder she was
annoyed. She wants TO be correct
about matters of etiquette. of course"
But Brady's honest heart was sore
indeed on the following day when the
messenger returned with no answer TO
the pleading little note he sent to Effie.
He put on a rough suit of flannel and
started for tramp. striding rapidly
along the country road. his handsome
face moody and forbidding.
The sound of wheels reused him from
his unpleasant reflections.
ut Is country etiquette" said clear
voice, "for one who drives to ask one
who walks to have lift"
He turned quickly. 1t was Miss Van
Vance. seated in light Stanhope. driv-
Ing high stepping bay. She smiled
down into his astonished face, refined
and turned the animal with quick
movement Of her supple wrist. glanc-
ing invitingly at the seat beside her.
Brady had never before been chal-
lenged in just such way. and his
blood rose. His usual dindence van
ished; he stepped promptly into the
vehicle and seated himself. saying
easily, as II etiquette for the one who
walks to introduce himself to the one
who drivesg
ut isn't necessary" coolly. "You are
Ross Brady. You were brought up on
farm In northern Vermont. You
have studied all sorts of ologies and
isms, and you are now taking the adj
vanced course in metallurgy at the
Harvard summer school,"
who told your rashly.
mo one. | simply put two and two
together. The sum is sevenl ! wasn't
sure, but your question proves IT,"
II am easily trapped" admitted
Brady
He felt sudden sense of ease and
confidence and Of comradeshIp with
A. l. a.