The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1912-11-21

right to SHOW IL, SHe would keep 1t
to herself. So She crept away to the
deserted croquet lawn behind the ho-
tel, and sat down on a rustic bench
facing the sea.
A heavy step crushed the gravel
path, and hastily her handkel chief
went to her eyes as she gave very
creditable imitation Of a sneeze.
Then she looked around. Old Bon
tine was looking at her with eyes full
of sympathy.
"Eh, my dear. it's bad business
| what?" And he sat down beside her.
"Oh, dreadful, Mr.. Bontine! So Ter
rible for dear Perl. And she was SO
lovely about it. Oh, it-it-makes
me so unhappy"
Eyes, my dear, but she has to be
| soldiers wife and to get used to this
sort of thing. It's worse in way
for poor Spencer" He was watching
her narrowly now. She knew 1t, but
| could she keep the hot blood from
| mantling her cheek?
These war correspondents, you
see, are non-combatants, and they run
all the risks-eh, my dear, did you
say anything?" For she had uttered
| sound that might have been sob.
YES" he went on ruthlessly, 'it's
such pity, because he gets no glory.
But it's his living, he says, and he's
too proud to let me Oh, bother!"
he continued, as If struck by sud-
den idea, why can't he marry? But
it's no use. The very fact Of a girl
having sixpence to bless herself with
would choke him off, even if he wor-
SHIPPED the ground she walked ON. He
| told me So"
He paused suddenly, halffrightened
at the effect Of his words. For she
was leaning forward now, scarcely
breathing, her great eyes fixed on
his, as she said, almost inaudibly, "He
-told-you so! When?"
Then he dashed straight ahead. 1t
was now or never!
why, only last night, after you
had all gone to bed, | chaffed him;
only my little joke, you know, and
he Yes" he concluded defiantly, Il
meant to tell you this. 1t seemed
shame to let everything go wrong for
want of a meddlesome old fool to put
it right. You-you are not angry with
me, my dear-what?"
And, with silent prayer that his
Lavinia, to whom he had been faith
ful all their welded days, might not
at that dreadful moment be looking
in their direction, he suffered her to
press her cool young lips to his rosy
old cheek.
And still the August sun shone
brightly, though this time we see it
over London town. Yet smart cars
and carriages rolled in and out of the
side streets that led to the squares,
and it was hard to believe that the
great city was as empty as the news
papers would have their readers think
it.
So, at any rate, thought Spencer
Lathom, as a minute before noon he
passed into the shade under the por-
tico of Claridge's and sent his name
up to Miss Dolores Stuyvesant. Which
accomplished this ordinarily self
possessed man felt so nervous that
he actually contemplated seeking
safety in flight and was only indeed
stayed from making so ignominious
retreat by the vision that suddenly
barred the way.
"Ah, this is just lovely of you! So
you got my letter, say?"
"And here ! am" was the reply.
Come in right here" she said, then
bit her lip. "Now look here, Mr.
Spencer Lathom, I'm going to say
what's in my mind. It's a way we
have in Gods country. And, whatever
you may think of it, l know that you
are gentleman and will say nothing
to anyone"
Not daring to think what this Won
derful darling was going to say next,
he could only feebly bow his assent.
Very well then. 70 do--rather
like NEEDN'T your"
Like her! Like her! He wanted
to fall down and kiss her feet, but
he was not going to tell this Dollar
Princess what was in his mind
''You know you do! Why, you told
Mr.. Eontine so only the other night"
AS his confusion became more evil
dent, she grew calmer. 1t is a way
women have.
"Yes," she proceeded with delibera-
ton, you also told him that those
blamed dollars of mine-whch
can't help little mite, and which are
rather nice after all--were in the way,
and-O, Spencer Lathom, Spencer La
thom, I'm thinking you're just a cow
ard after ALL"
But" he stammered, white as a
sheet.
But" she interrupted, "I'm not
anyway, not me. Spencer Lathom,
will you marry me?" She all but
swooned. Then he caught her in his
arms.
Gruesome Relics Not In Demand.
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