The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1911-09-19

gerous customer" he asserted. Then
as be took In her beauty and charm,
he asked. suddenly. WAS II you who
threw the stones?'
Yes. You were so sure I was a
boy that was tempted"
Il came over from the hotel early
this morning" he said. Il am up here
TO meet some people that l don't
Enow. and was not to call until after.
noon. I'm doing It for the sake OF an
old lady | met in Florida. She was
such dear old thing that | didn't
want TO disappoint her. But it's a
sort % bore.
Mary-Cornelia stiffened. II don't
see why" she began.
Well, It's this way. She has a niece
"a acknowledgements. think, any
how, she calls her Corry-and she's
got an awfully good opinion OF her
self. and she isn't bit pretty"
Cornelia gasped. "If you haven't
seen her how do you known"
Because the aunt showed me g.
picture"
Taken ten years ago! Mary-Cornelia
knew that hideous photograph.
But | oughtnt to talk about her."
the young man said. repentantly. Per.
haps you know her"
CORY Stevens? Yes, I've known
her for years"
Please don't give me away" no
begged. 1T was a mean trick to talk
about her. But love the out-of-doors,
and hate to go back TO the hotel and
dress up"
Don't CO." she said, suddenly.
Have lunch with me. It's over there
in basket" Then. wistfully. You
won't think me too unconventional
Will you. for asking you? I've known
Miss Jane Stevens for years, so
feel as II We have been properly in
troduced."
She's dear old SOUL" he said
earnestly.
Are you the rich Mr.. Dobson'?"
Mary-Cornelia asked
Who called me that?" he demand
ed. angrily.
oh, Cory Stevens. And she said
she hoped you wouldn't come"
He laughed. 81 deserve that Did
she say anything else?"
Yes, but I'm not going to tell you.
And II you're not afraid Of seeing an.
other snake. you might go over and
get my basket. packed 1t plentifully.
and If there isn't enough we can broil
your trout"
He caught at her suggestion, and
presently they were ready for their
cookery. They toasted bread, and
melted cheese. and broiled the trout.
and had feast fit for the gods.
a. -.
man asked.
Near Cory Stevens" she replied.
II wish you'd let me come up to-
night" he pleaded Il feel that an
acquaintance begun this way ought to
go on-indefnitely."
"I'll come over to Corry's. she com.
promised. then you will be introduced
to me, properly. BY the time you get
back from the hotel. | can run home
and We will both get there for dinner.
| arp perfectly at home at Corry's"
What is your name?" he demanded
Mary Stevens" she said. I'm re-
lated to Cory, you know"
We'll. If Cory is half as nice az
her cousin" he was taking the rela
tionship for granted. she's a pretty
nice girl"
A half hour later. n flushed and
radiant young lady rushed into the liv
ing room of the Stevens mansion and
threw herself in Leonoras arms.
He's lovely. Leonora," she de-
clared. and It was just like Aunt
Jane to say he wasn't good looking
and that his clothes weren't stylish
Her ideals are those of a generation
ago.
Leonora shook her. who are you
talking about?"
THE rich Mr. Dobson." Mary-Cor
nelia laughed, Historically.
The result of the conversation was
two bright-eyed and elated young
women. Put on your prettiest gown,
Leonora advised.
When young Mr.. Dobson was ush
cred into the living room. he saw be
fore him the nymph of the woodland
encounter.
Then you reached here before
did" he said in stage whisper
Where is Corry?"
Mary-Cornelia. a vision in filmy
white and silver made him a defiant
little courtesy. I'm Cory" she said.
"what?"
Yes" and then she told him how
she had run away-only to meet him.
after all
He caught her hand In his. ut was
fate" he declared ardently.
TT was Aunt Jane" Mary. Cornelia
corrected. demurely.
In reality history is OF no avail.
Humanity Is caught every day with