Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1912-03-08


holds to be as good as am and H.
mands the same respect. And when
l dine out, to know that the butler
who takes my hat is really my social
equal is most novel and fascinating
You know"
An, yes, said Mrs Van Loo. with
out enthusiasm. "But among our hest
people different feeling is growing
up"
Don't say that, Mamma cried Mu-
rel earnestly. Don't you recollect
that delicious French count last sea-
son who turned out to be butler in
disguise?''
4 remember the impudent fellow
well" returned her mother. HE ac-
tually dared to stay at our hotel. and
Z must say his manners left nothing
TO be desired. But butler"
Perhaps Mr.. Jocelyn, too, is mas
querading," said Muriel archly.
Lord Jocelyn placed his hand upon
his heart and bowed.
Il pledge my honor he said chat
l am not a butler. Indeed, it would
require attainments far greater than
my own"
20, Muriel!" said her mother re-
proachfully. ssMy daughter means. !"
she added, that you may be some
body greater than you acknowledge
member of the peerage, for exa.
mple"
She gave Lord Jocelyn SO penetrat-
ing a glance that for a moment he
felt convinced his secret was discov.
cred. But Muriel, intent upon her
phase of the subject, turned the con-
versation most opportunity for him.
WELL" she said, ''if butler with
the perfect manners of that French
/ man were to save me from imminent
death-by drowning, for instance
would as willingly give him my hand
as if he were a Duke
''Muriel! My dear!" said her moth
er, Mortified.
But her sentiments were, in general,
those of profound satisfaction, for
there was no doubt Lord Jocelyn was
fairly captivated. That night he
dreamed of Muriel, and also on the
| next. These dreams were but the pale
reflection of his thoughts by day. And
what with long, happy rambles and
moonlight walks, the subjugation Of
the young man become complete.
'tMuriel," said her mother, as the
second week drew toward close,
Lord Jocelyn" flor so she had come
10 0f
sion to call on us next month in Bos-
ton Do you know, Muriel, that you
can win that young Englishman if you
want to? And the rent roll is thirty
thousand pounds year-just fancy"
eff / marry, Mamma, it will be for
love-" said Muriel.
IF, indeed, he is a Lord" contin-
ued her mother, ignoring the answer.
IT wish we could find out for sure.
I'm pretty well satisfied he is, for he
knows all sorts of people in England,
though why he should be masquerad-
ing here is more than can tell.
shall ask him point blank when he
proposes for YOU
"For me?" cried her daughter indig-
nantly.
Among the better class of English
raen it is the. invariable custom to
ask the mother fer the daughters
hand" said Mrs Van Loo.
But MuriePs thoughts ran along
quite different lines. There was no
doubt that she was sincerely in love
with Jocelyn. Whether he were a
lord or not, she had pretty we'll made
up her mind to accept him But his
proposal should come to her direct
and not through any intermediary.
She puzzled over the problem OF ac-
oomplishing this all night until she
fell asleep, and she awoke in the morn
ing with the germ OF the idea fully
matured
Next to the promenade along the
shores of Craigs Peak the pier is.
perhaps, best known to visitors at that
summer resort. How many engage
ments have been brought about at the
far end of that imposing structure,
to the tune of the waves and the
light of the moon, it is impossible to
say-space would not permit it. Ger
tainIy they have been numerous and
Muriel knew that no place could be
better suited to her plans. The next
night was especially favorable, for q
high tide was washing the steep and
rocky shores of the mountain, SO that
the pier was the only place Tor
Dromenade. Thither, about eight ID
the evening, the three repaired; LORD
Jocelyn and Muriel arm in arm, Mrs.
Van Loo waddling comfortably behind,
at an interval of about 200 feet:
AS the couple approached the end OF
the pier Lord JOcelyn dared to take
Muriers hand in bis and press it gent
". Al slight but unmistakaDle return
OF the pressure from her slim fingers
convinced him that his passion was
not wholly unrequired. and delir1um
Of happiness possessed him. Had Mu-
riel left her well-considered scheme
unfulflled, it is probable that this