The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1911-10-26


chuckle of satisfaction. Mary peeped
around the rock again and saw that
the young man had caught fish.
Il like his looks" she said to Bobs,
softly.
Mary Cornelia was a young lady of
retiring tastes. The appeal that the
young man made to her was strong,
but no appeal could make her overstep
the bounds of propriety so with sigh
she opened her book and read, keep
ing her eyes sternly away from the
tempting corner.
Then suddenly Bobs began to bark
excitedly, and Mary-Cornelia, looking
up, saw slipping through the ground
Just beyond her, a snake.
She screamed, and ran, stumbling
around the corner of the rock, meeting
halfway across the rustic bridge, the
young man in corduroys.
For heavens sake" he gasped. as
he was clutched by the vision In pink,
ARE you hurt?"
Mary-Cornelia explained, distracted.
ly. 1T was SO big-and horrid," she
shuddered.
He left her on the bridge while he
dispatched the enemy, then he came
back to her, and found her, very white
and shaky, sitting beside his reel and
rod.
"Oh, thank you so much" she said.
IL don't think | was ever SO fright.
ened Ia my life"
Il cont blame you. He was a dan.
gerous customer" he asserted. Then
a. he took in her beauty and charm
he asked, suddenly, WAS 1t You who
threw the stones?"
"Yes. You were so sure | was a
boy that | was tempted"
81 came over from the hotel early
this morning" he said II am up here
to meet some people that I don't
know, and was not to call until after
noon I'm doing 1t 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 of bore.
Mary-Cornelia stiffened. 81 don't
see why" she began.
We'll, it's this way. She has niece
"a namesake--Cornela | think, any
how, she calls her Corry-and she's
got an awfutiy good opinion of her
self, and she isn't hit pretty"
Cornelia gasped. "li you haven't
seen her how do you known"
Because the aunt showed me
picture"
Taken ten years ago! Mary.Cornelia
knew that hideous photograph.
But | oughtn't 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" he
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 60" 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? Eve known
Miss Jane Stevens for years, so
feel as If We have been properly In.
troduced."
She's a dear old SOUL" he said
earnestly. =
Are you the rich Mr.. DobsoI %
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. q deserve that Did
she say anything else?"
yes, but I'm not going to tell you.
And If 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.
Where do you live?" the young
man asked.
Near Cory Stevens" she replied
IL wish you'd let me come up to-
night" he pleaded 81 feel that an
acquaintance begun this way ought to
go on--indefnitely,"
'Tll 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.
am perfectly at home at Corry's."
What is your uame?" he demanded.
MARY Stevens she said I'm re-
lated to Cory you know"
well, II Cory Is half as nice as
her cousin" he was taking the rela-
tonship for granted. she's pretty
nice girl"
A half hour later. flushed and
radiant young lady rushed into the liv-
ing room Of the Stevens mansion and
threw herself In Leonoras arms.
Hes lovely, LeNnora." she de-
clared, land II was just like Aunt
Jane to say he wasn't good looking,
and that his clothes weren't stylish.
Her ideals are those of n generation
ago.
Leonora shook her. who are you
talking about?"
"The rich Mr.. Dobson," Mary-Cor-
nella laughed, Historically.
The result OF the conversation was
two bright-eyed and elated young
women. put on your prettiest gown. >