Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1911-06-09
THE
AUGUST
MOON
BY Harrison Clark
Copyright. 1908. by Benz. B. Hampton

otidi6Hl Ill Ills CudiT oH lHe year
round resort hotel veranda Here is
where Dull Monotony packs his things
and hikes from the seaside"
Il should like to know why" COM
mented Mrs. Wilberton skeptically. Il
am sure nothing has occurred"
well, something will occur very
shortly" her husband assured her.
Why" he exclaimed, things simply
cannot be quiescent with a woman as
pretty as that in their midst"
He nodded. Mrs. Wilberton, letting
her gaze follow the direction of the
nod, saw young y oman following the
Valise-encumbered porter toward the
hotel entrance. She was a tall young
woman, and slender, and her tan trav-
cling gown was unquestionably in the
latest style. By the hand she held a
very small boy who was having great
trouble with very large straw hat.
Your taste in women is constantly
changing" Mrs. Wilberton averred in
tone which plainly conveyed her
contempt for such Inconsistency. Mrs.
Wllberton was fat and she was not
tall, and her eyes were not gray.
"Since when"
"Oh, | always liked them tall and
slender."
This one is positively thin"
And with dark hair and big gray
eyes!"
"One can never be sure about hair"
And clear, clean complexion, free
of drug store blush"
1T is certainly absurd to regard
that complexion as real, or pretty, or
even artistically done. And anyhow
it will not last two Gays in this sun
and sea breeze"
"She walks well, sort of queenly
gait"
Very carefully studied from some
second-rate actress, dare say-not at
all natural, and decidedly-er To-
lent"
She doesn't seem to be very EN-
thusiastic," agreed Wilberton.
Probably some stenographer or
dressmaker taking vacation on her
years savings" commented Mrs. Will
berton, with an air of dismissing the
subject. mo one seems to recognize
her, and there are nice people here
from everywhere. She is registering
1t would seem, as you are so greatly
interested in her, you would see who
she is, or at least the name she regis
ters, and where she is from" she add
ed reprovingly.
''Oh, SO l might! Hadn't occurred
to me-"
Wilberton arose deliberately and
sauntered into the office. The new
arrival was just leaving for her room
still under the porters guidance and
still holding by the hand the little boy
with the big hat.
who is she, Julius?" he asked of
the hotel clerk.
THE laty who just registered? The
one wi the little poy? Just went out?
In the cottage No. 43? The tall one
wit the black tair-yes?"
Wilberton took possession of the
register and read the name, Helen
Ilvyne Brown, st. Louis.
rs she Miss or Mrs wondered
Wilberton.
IVY she's got little poy!" de-
clared julius.
Without enthusiasm he returned to
his wife.
Men do find out SO little" complain
ed that lady when he had reported
"Why on earth respectable people can
10 hnfa al p,,t hot,
brought into contact with such per-
sons"
Wilberton, recognizing this as the
beginning of sermonistic disgust
tion which might lead into unpleasant
paths, applied his usual preventive.
ooh, / was about to forget my ap-
pointment to meet Stacy at the club
house for game of billiards before
luncheon. If you will be very care
full" he called as he was leaving, 'the
new arrival may not contaminate you
before | return"
Twenty-four hours later the Wilber-
tons were again in their chairs on the
hotel veranda, watching the morning
train arrivals.
"Oh, isn't that the handsomest
mani" exclaimed Mrs. Wilberton, as
a six-footer built like lumber cutter
and carrying himself with the swing
of college athlete and the air of
colonel on campaign, crunched his
way behind the porter over the
crushed-shell walk.
81 don't think he is Adonis come to
the seaside, so far as face is con-
cerned," commented Wilberton. His
features are rather heavy and that
jaw belongs to a prize fighter. But
Lord, | should like to own those shoul
ders! I'd have something decent to
eat or I'd do things to that cook. He
is certainly-a-dan
Mrs. Wilberton gave little sniff of
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