The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1912-11-05
VIVA. :. WANTED
And WOman-Like. Miss Nancy
Got II.
BY JEANNE o. UOiLEAUx.


ny. came up from the lake and across
the veranda OF the inn she noted tina
her Aunt AIMS busy chatter to Mrs
Ordway ceased. and judged that sh'
had been the subject under discus
sion. Aunt Ann was always hushins
herself al Nancy's approach. and the
girl had determined to find out why
Now. instead of going up 10 change
Ter dress for game of tennis she
turned summary on the eood-looking
bronzed young fellow as they stood
together ia the hall
I'm going 10 change MY mind in
stead of my dress, Mr.. Tenny. Will
You mind if | don't play until tomor'
row." lie did mind but said he did
not. as politeness demanded.
But you'll still go on the lake with
me tomorrow" he asked, as he
prepared to go. She nodded her
brown head with its close braids, and
and he thought how adorable deep
blue eyes were. and a smooth tanned
face with an odd dimplc in the left
cheek. and Il little boyish figure.
Rid of her shadow. Nancy deliber
ately entered the almost unused inn
parlor and sat down near the open
window to hear what her aunt. just
outside. was saying about her. All
summer the well-pres,rved old dame
had worn an indennabr air Of secrecy.
Also she had ceased to pcrsecutc the
girl with arguments why she should
marry and settle down" Why?
III at twcntyfour a girl doesn't
know what she wants she never Will.
I'm letting her alone to see what she
will DO. I've given her every advan-
tage since her mother died when she
was sixteen. she's had attention
enough for dozen normal girls. and
has made no use of it She SHES
away from decent marriage like
skittish colt Now she can have her
head. John Norton is coming up next
week"
"Shc $, ms II least Ia know what
she doesn't want" snapped Mrs. Ord
way John certainly has had sum
mary treatment al her hands"
And seemingly lust because he is
in every respect eligible 1t would
be just the thing any other girl in
her set would be- Wild 10 do. This
winter when reminded her that a
Younger maH would have the wild
oats ported to 80 through, and that
he had passed il she coolly said that
If there was wildcat crop in her
family she'd hcp sow rs well as
help reap it Wen, he's coming for
another Try With hor"
And young Tcuuy? Who is he
Nobody thai is, a cousin Of the
Fostcrs a civil engineer without Il
rent 10 his name going to South
America this fall, practically an ad
yenturcr hut Il gentleman. There
fore, Nancy finds hin fascinating
Well, this summer is the end. II
she refuses John Norton, I'm going
10 give her the little $1,000 her mother
left her and wash my hands of her
Let's dress for the afternoon Isn't 1t
'ime?'
As the old DANES numbered toward
he front door. Nancy made swift
silent fight 10 her own room and
sank into the first chair with both
hands pressed 10 ncr burning checks
And | let myself be managed
spied on. discussed like this," A lit
le thought reused her to planning a
curse of action At least she would |
tot be on hand next week to give |
Mr.. Norton his chance before the |
assembled multitude She would de-
nand her little $1,000, put 1t in the
,ank, ard study either nursing or
Medicine, as she had begged to be al |
owed to do when she left college |
hree years before. She would be |
.appy to fall out Of the circle of do
essncss and chatter
As she dressed for lunch she felt a
lew life shaping itself for her. East
nan Tenny would advise her. lie
vas man of action At thirty he
las beginning to do things, if his
had been long. She would
SIX him
At the stairs foot he was waiting |
nd asked to lunch with her, and
forwards led her TO tho porch AID
With an odd look on his face said
"Will you do me favor? I'm 20
ng to South America day after to-
morrow Just have telegram VIII
ou-givc me all day tomorrow -
seemed to drop a weialt
pom her spirit He was going
why, of course! I'd like to, SIC
nswered
Dress in tramping things, and 20
here | say-without your aunt?'
Anywhere" she replied with her
teadfast comradeliness.
The next day found Nancy and the
Dung engineer tramping the miles
, rough half-mountain, lunching
yer a campfire, enjoying themselves
ugely like two children with no
lention Of past or future. The
resent was enough. In the carly
fternoon they reached the wind
wept top and looked down on a world
lorious with late September ceI9rs, h