The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1912-04-09

I decided 1 wouldn't Iing -. Jen-
kins.
l felt ashamed as l looked in the
cellarette, and wondered what the
deuce l should offer her. Couldn't
think of anything 1 had ever heard OF
boarding-school girls going in for ex-
cept ice-cream soda; and, dash it,
didn't have any ice-cream soda. Near
est thing would be little seltzer and
ginger ale. That would do.
"Oh, say, I'm going to make you
hishball," 1 said, trying to assume
frisky, jocular air.
Her voice lifted in alarm. Nay,
nay, Clarence-Dot for mel" she urged
hastily.
But it's only"
mo fzzy adulterations in mine
not on your life" She followed me
across the room. "Just give me the
straight, pure goods-anything, just
so it's whisky" .
And before 1 could say a word-if,
indeed, I could have said word-she
had selected decanter Of Scotch, and
with cigar tilted upward in her tender
mouth, was absorbingly pouring a
shining stream of the amber fluid.
To see the slow curving of that
delicately nodded wrist, the challeng-
ing fash Of the saucy eyes of blue,
by JoVe, 1t made me just forget all
about what she was doing till the
fluid ran over the brim. And then,
before I could intercept her, she had
lightly gestured her glass to mine,
and in a fash the stuff was gone
Gone! A full whisky glass; and /
recalled with a shiver Of horror that
it was very high proof liQuor-some-
thing / seldom touched myself, but
kept on hand for certain Of my
friends.
"I say, you know!" I gasped in con-
sternation. Pm awfully afraid that
will-er-will-" gulped wordlessly.
The coral lips curved scornfully.
Get me jingled?" She looked as she
might have if 1 had insulted her.
Maybe so in those girlie-girlie days
you were trying to josh me about,
but not since these two years I've
been at college" She shook her love
ly, bright head, and followed a long
enjoyable pull at the cigar, projected
five perfect rings at frescoed cherub
in the ceiling.
She leaned forward eagerly.
Look here, I do wish you would let
me call you 'Dicky.'" "
ooh, 1 say-will you?" exploded
from my mouth.
''Will -" Her look made my blood
leap. "You just watch me-Dicky!
Oh, say, this is great; maybe it won't
take a fall out of old Jack-always
Dragging that you allow only two or
three to call you that"
81 hope you will always call me
Dicky," I said-and said it very soft
ly. By Jove, could hardly keep from
taking her hand!
"You bet think it's awfully good OF
you, Lightnut-I mean. Dicky." Then
her face grew pensive. "Say, do you
know, I need friend like you-just
now, I mean-oh, worst kind"
do you?" I said eagerly, and
hitched nearer. She proceeded:
Haven't you had things sometimes
you wanted to talk about to some
body-well, things you couldn't just
tell to your brother or sisters-oh,
nor even your roommate? You un-
derstand."
1 wasn't sure that I did, for she
was blushing furiously, and in her
eyes was an appeal.
By Jove, some jolly love affair, |
guessed suddenly. My heart just sank
like a lump of what s-its-name, but my
whole soul went out in sympathy for
her. I made up my mind, then and
there, to put myself aside.
"Devilish glad mean delighted to
have you tell me anything" I muir
INJURED rather weakly; "but-er-I
should think your mother"
"The mater-tell her!" Her hand
lifted. "She'd guy the life out of me!
Besides, she's in Europe" She paced
to the window and back.
1 protested Indignantly: 81 don't see
how any mother"
cav, forget it!' she broke in, and
I WINGED again at slang from those
sweet lips. "No, sir; I'm going to un-
load the whole thing on you,' or no
body"
And, by Jove, the next thing knew
she had perched on the broad arm OF
the Morris chair in which sat, her
arm resting lightly above my shoul-
ders.
Here's what I want to know
about" I heard her sigh. when
you're engaged to one person and
meet another you like better, how are
you going to-well, chuck it with the
first, you know-and still do the
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