The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1911-04-12
ETIQUETTE
and LOVE
A Lesson That Effie Admitted
She Needed.
BY oTHo B. SENGA.

1t was characteristic Of Ross Brady
that he laughed, although somewhat
hitterly, as the gaudy autocar dashed
BY. He had received but the merest
nod of recognition from Miss Danvers.
"Ross, my boy" he soliliquized. you
must have made a 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 ne 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 eth Well, I'm
enly two days in the rear-not bad for
a laboring man. 1t would be very
pleasant if you could he there at the
same time Nm, pleasant! | wonder
just where the pleasure comes in.
Well, here we are. Ross, brace up!'
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
fer 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 second glance at
his handsome face and stalwart figure.
When Effie came down the stairs
gowned in white she seemed to the
embarrassed young fellow the embodi-
ment of coolness and self possession.
Her greeting was hardly courteous,
in degree removed from cordiality, and
she spoke with some asperity.
"Why, Ross Brady, where are you
staying? | expected you to register
here
He crimsoned under the reproof of
her voice and manner; then the square
shoulders were set back, and the heavy
chin hardened.
You knew, Effie," gravely, that l
could not afford the rates here. l am
at farmhouse q mile away. / can be
with you whenever you wish, Effie,"
pleadingly.
She seemed not to hear him.
And your call just now, Ross" fret
fally, sis wholly without regard 10 eti-
quette. L 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
4:haperon Of the party.
He laughed shortly.
"Effie. the card sent up is probably
the last one ! have. My vacation Is
necessarily brief one, and"-
"Oh. Ross" in an excited whisper,
here comes Miss Van Vance! Do go!
mustn't be seen talking to you like
Shis. She is from New York and aw-
6ully"-
Brady waited no longer. He bowed
formally to Effie 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.
and those other girls" he mused. 81
wonder"- Then he shrugged his shoul-
&Nrs impatiently. what difference
does 1t make anyhow? I'll write Effie
note. l was a donkey not to think
about cards. l 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.
1T is country etiquette" said a clear
voice, for one who drives to ask one
who walks to have a lift"
He turned quickly. 1t was Miss Van
Vance. seated in light Stanhope. driv-
ing a high stepping bay. She smiled
down into his astonished face, reined
and turned the animal with a quick
movement of her supple wrist, glanc-
ing 1nVit1ngly at the seat beside her.
Brady had never before been chal-
lenged in just such a way, and his
blood rose. His usual difiidence van
ished; he stepped promptly into the
vehicle and seated himself, saying
easily, sis it etiquette for the one who
walks to introduce himself to the one
who drives"
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
sms, and you are now taking the ad
vanced course in metallurgy at the
Harvard summer school,"
"Who told your" rashly.
mo one. simply put two and two
together. The sum is seven! l wasn't
sure, but your question proves it,"
Il am easily trapped" admitted
Brady.