The Washington times., 1912-06-17
THE PRINCE OF PRETENSE
STEPHEN CHALMERS
Copyright. The Frank A. Munssy Co,

Al ca it perversiOn o a aod-seeven
The schoolmaster burst into the
Margaret was pale and weary-eyed.
but she. was eager to hear the news
and to be Of service A glance at her
oos faSe tod Of service required;
ed the coziness of the "stewdy' and
msc,iItS tss stShss ss,. TTbhsSTs The i ernsnE the
other. That'ii be two we must do for.
There was a ship wrecked on the Ant
The. warmth Of the house suddenly
brought wisps OF steam from the DOM
inie's clothing. Margaret seized upon
her father at once.
WELL, you firstl''. she interrupted
everything. and into dry clothes or I'll
bar b;s =, the hs door against the whole Ave
Aye. aye, That's sensible" admitted
'stewdy. Send the ,Maciarty in here
and put the stranger in the Kitchen bed.
And ye might brew a toddy lass
There's a medicinal drop on the top
dour night. but it's about blawn it.
The rest was cut off as Margaret shut
the "stewdy'' door and ran into the
|
] whisk the crazy quilt of the bed, which
I WAS set. Scots fashion, In the wall.
Then she turned down the blankets
and sheets ready for the coming ten
ant.
ITS a good thing they've been aired
she thought. with housewifely satisfac-
tion.
Presently there was a knocking at
( the door. DR.. Wallace was the first to
enter. ETc gave a CHEEKY good morning
| and chuck!ed Margaret under TIE chin.
Behind him came British Will. the bill
pei ster town-crier. end .ITughie Gibson,
"rtewdy" and shut the door. A min
ute later Margaret tripped down the
lobby with a Jug of steaminc toddy; j
was opened half foot. and wallace'a
| voice said:
There's a good lass!'
Again there can,c a tapping at the
Cldng. and "Gangy" Beckett ushercd in
the inanimate stranger.
Margaret gave one glance at the pale
face woman's curiosity held her for
handsome in the opposite sex held hor
a moment longer. She had never seen
a face like this. He was not Scot In
feature-at least, he was no ordinary
sS SHpt smStS Tns SroR se tine tine pSs SSs
lashes, the little mustache and the
hairy beetle Of the underlip. were verJ
un-Scot. In that instant she fervently
prayed that he might not die. She
would like to hear him-speak!
Come right ben the house to the
kitchen" she said. 1.-THE beds ready
and the doctors here"
She showed the way to the kitchen
indicated the bed and went out. This
was mems work. All a woman could
do was sit patiently and await the com
mands Of the men. She was lonely
little figure as she stood in the lobby be-
tween the "stewdy'' door and the kitch
on door, but sh ewas the embodiment
Of that which is beautiful in woman
her patience. her submission. her anx'
iety to serve when called upon.
omen door Of the "front" room. Intt
this she aimlessly wandered, but witt
her ears strained to catch the first SUM
mons. She looked blankly through th'
bull s-eyed glass panes into the cobblet
street. 1t was now full day and th.
blowing hard. but the rain had ceased
She noticed regretfully that the wealth
er-cock on the top of the schoolhous'
had been twisted askew, but the III
cock was still pointing to the south
, west.
She wondered what they were doinl
In the kitchen. Would they put him Z
bed? No, they would hardly do that
he were dead was he dead? The pale
, beautiful. refined face came before he
minds eye. She looked 5lenkly at IN
/ wall before her He had iooked-yer
dead. Oh, II he had only lived lon
, enough for her to hear him speak! H
would have spoken in the manner Of hi
Sface. That was the only way che coul
. think Of It,
A Continuation Of This Story VIII
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