Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-08-25

| the result OIL the operation WAS Inc
silver jaw he at that moment was us
/ ing, Angelique Van Loo rose from
| where she sat and looked at him with
immeasurable contempt.
| "Youi" she exclaimed. "You! How
dare you tell me that! / loathe you!
/ hate you!"
| Had he been honored toad or a
| ella monster she could not have re.
garded him with superior horror;
and then, recovering herself, she left
him alone, the victim of her incom-
prehensible scorn.
Now this was posture Of things
that Bill had not been prepared for.
Had a volume Of the revised statutes
suddenly exploded while he was read
| ing at it, he could not have been
more surprised. He had figured on a
thousand possibilities but he had
never even thought of this; and he
was sitting there with open mouth,
staring at the doorway through which
she had disappeared; man that was
wholly undone. She had certainly
made good job of it while she was
about it.
He turned with positive relief as
her aunts came into the room, appar-
emily in great excitement They, at
least, we're solid and sensible women
and would listen to his story with rea-
sonable politeness. But Bill seemed
to be unfortunate in this expectation
also. The ladies seemed to have be-
come as frigid as they were hospit-
able before. Frigid, and decidedly
fidgety. A silver jaw! Oh, dear,
no. 1t was impossible even to think
of marriage when one has silver jaw!
They hoped his good sense would tell
him that any expectations in that di-
rection would be the height of the RI
diculous Would he mind if the &C
quaintance we're considered directly at
an end? OF course his own appreciation
of propriety would directly inform
him that it would be unkind of him
to address himself further to Miss
Van Loo, should he chance to meet
/ her away from her home. In fine,
they would send James to usher him
out
James was a short species of varlet
with an English accent, whom Bill
particularly despised; and with the
natural instinct of his breed he meta
phorically kicked the young limb of
the law out of the door and into the
street.
And then there followed with Bill
period of depression such as is
common with heroic youths when the
fluent current of their loves is stopped
by pie-wagon or other prosaic and
material obstacle that refuses to be
budged by vain incarnation. For four
weeks he wandered about in the rain
and shine, by day and night, through
the busy thoroughfares, among men,
who were happy in their ignorance Of
Angeliques Van Loo and other dis
turbing factors in business. He
strayed among the ships in the East
river, and at times thought of ap-
prenticing himself to Malay pirate
could be conveniently find one. And
then he thought of Cringer. Cringcr
had requested him to return and adj
wise with him on the result Of the ex-
pertinent, but Bill had forgotten all
about it. Now that he recalled it, he
decided that he would go back to
Cringer and confess. He had to talk
to somebody or jump from the bridge,
and Cringer was the man.
The surgeon listened gravely to the
whole story-this time with intensi-
fed interest.
What is her manner" he asked,
when Bill had finished. ''Who is this
miraculous Juliet of the Capulets?"
"Her name Is Angelique Van Loo"
said Bill from the lowest depths.
Cringer glanced at him quickly as
IL he were trying to make out wheth-
er Bill were suffering from homicidal
mania or was afflicted only with a
mild and harmless form of dementia.
you're sure? Are you sure that
that is her manner"
"Why, Of course" answered Bill
impatiently. "She lives in big house
on the avenue with her two old aunts.
OF course it's her name. Why
shouldn't it be-"
Cringer gave long whistle.
BILL" he said, you are certainly
the delight and the wonder of the
world! AngeliQue Van Loo! Great
Scott!'
He took a turn around the room and
came back to his visitor.
"Great Scott"
He blew his breath through his
pursed up lips as il he were exces-
sive1y warm and once again exclaimed:
"Great Scott"
| And then he looked at Bill with
face of wonder, as If Bill had
been live pongo that had been sud
denly picked up in Africa and mirac-
ulously thrust before him.
Don't you know who Angelique
Van Loo is, Bill? Do you mean to tell
me that you never heard Of herr"
mo-" replied Bill, taking alarm at
Cringer's queer reception of the sim
pie statement of Angelique's name.
why, Bill, Angelique Van Loo is