Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1912-11-01
a Hold Up.

some station happening which
did not arouse Miss BOu-
verie's curiosity in the least. They
were excited and yet constrained at
dinner and drew their chairs close to-
gether on the veranda afterward. The
young lady caught at least one word of
which she did not know the meaning.
She had the tact to keep out Of earshot
after that. Nor was she very much
more interested when she met the two
young men with revolvers in their
hands the following day.
Going to fight a duel?' she in
quired. smilingly, for her heart was
still singing grand opera and oratorio
by turns
More or less" returned the over
seer, without his usual pleasantly.
We're going to have a match at a tar
get behind the pines
The London bookkeeper looked an
anxious clerk the girl was glad when
she saw the pair alive at dinner. There
seemed to be little doing Though the
summer was already tropical there had
observed in Hilda's hearing th4 the
recent days mastering would be the
last for some little time. She was
thrown much in his company, and she
liked Mr. C1arksOn when Mrs. ClarkSOn
was not there In his wife's hands the
good man was wax; now mere echo.
now q veritable claQue in himself, he
pandered indefatigably to the multi
tudinOus vanitieS Of ludicrOusly vain
woman. But it was soon Miss Bou-
verie's experience that he could, when
be dared. be attentively considerate of
We're much the happiest days that she
had spent on the station.
They were, however. days of con-
Stunning excitement for the Gagged and
gagged NIGHTINGALE that Hi'da Bou-
verie nov conceived herself to be. She
sang not another note aloud Mr..
Clarkson lived in slippers on the ver-
anda. which ITjda now associated
chiefly with strangers spurs, for of
the booted and spurred stranger she
was thinking incessantly, though still
without the emotions of an ordinarily
romantic temperament Would he be
at the concert. or would he not? Would
he turn out to be what she firmly
imagined him, or was she to find out
her mistake? Might he not in any
case have said or written some preg-
nant word for her? Was it beyond
the bounds of possibility that she
should be asked to sing after all?
The last question was the only one
to be answered before the time, I'M
less a point blank inquiry of Mrs.
ClarkSOn be included in the category.
The lady had returned with q gorgeous
gown, only less full of her experiences
than Of the browning triumph Yet to
come She had bought every song of
Sir Julians to be had in Melbourne,
and his name was always on her lips.
In a reckless moment Miss BOuverie
had inquired his age.
II really don't know said Mrs.
Clarkson. What can it matter?"
'T only wondered whether he was a
youngish man or not
Mrs. Clarkson had already raised her
eyebrows. At this answer they dis
appeared behind a toupet dating from
her late descent upon the Victorian
capital.
Really. Miss B0uverier she said,
and nothing more in words. But the
tone was intolerable. and its accom-
panying sneer Il refinement in vul-
garity which only the really refined
would have resented as it deserved.
Miss Bouverie got up and left the room
without Il word. But her flaming face
left Il misleading tale behind.
She was not introduced to Sir Julian;
but that was not her prime disap-
D0intment when the great night came.
All desire for an introduction. all inter-
est in the concert. died sudden death
in HiIda Bouverie at her first glimpse
of the gentleman who was duly pre-
sented to Mrs Clarkson as Sir Julian
Crum. He was more than middle
aged: he wore gray beard and the
dir of q somewhat supcrcilious martyr;
his near sight was obviated by double
lenses i'm gold rims. Hilda could have
went before the world. For nearly
three weeks she had been bowling in
IMAGINATION to very different Sir
J1Iian. bowling us though she had
never beheld him i'll her life before;