The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1913-04-11

business! And your father told you"
oh, no, he didn't tell me. 1t was
Ellen. She was so pleased; she never
had any hopes of me, don't you know;
and now she says they won't need to
sacrifice MORA But if the young man
doesn't want me, shan't be to blame
Now tell me about your girl"
There's nothing to tell. never
saw her. don't know her name,
even. Only she's got title; and she
is very brilliant and charming and
modest, and I'll be lucky. It's another
case OF parents butting in. All he
wants, he says, is for me to see her;
| told him should run away if knew
| were in the same town! But never
mind me. Don't worry, little girl.
I'll think up a way to save you all
right, all right"
His face, as he spoke, was stern and
dark. She was sure that he must have
great latent strength of character.
Mrs. Brooke had none of the diff
Guilty which she had anticipated in per-
suading Willy to dine with them; and
she wondered what suffering friends
Of hers who had had his reluctant
presence at social functions, meant by
their stories. To be sure, he didn't
talk much, but he was a most intelli.
gent listener; and he was visibly hav-
ing good time,
The rFxt day 1t was bruited about
Cno onsibut Jabez Rivers, who had
walked a links with a reporter, could
have q''S told how that young But
Ter Wa wing a wonderful game. A
dozen s,he golf lovers deserted the
great MN and his only less great op-
ponent ID saw Willy limp over eleven
links, aiafo beat his man with leasure-
ly ease
That d elnoOn, while again search.
Ing for the moving machine which that
unsuspected but efficient emissary of
the Blind God, Jabez Rivers, had ad-
vised them to be sure to find-after
with his own eyes he had seen it
trundling into the garage-Willy sub
mitted his plan Of rescue.
1--WE thought it all out" said Willy
very firmly, land I wouldn't bother
you the least little bit, not the least.
And We think alike about so many
things. l believe I could make it all
right with your people. I can do any.
thing, when you are backing me. 1t
would ease my mind awfully; I should
be sure to win the cup. l know that
would please my father, and he'd help
US, maybe. Besides, I've a fortune OF
my own; I'd settle 1t all on YOU"
What do you mean?" cried Lady
Jean.
"You wouldn't need to marry any
body else If you married me-" said
Willy.
my world" gasped Lady Jean. "Bu
you told me you didn't want to marry
anybody"
81 shouldn't mind you SO much,
said he.
She was thoughtful, her own mind ,
chaos to herself. She stole a furtivI
glance at his miserable face; some
thing tender and compassionate ant
strange made her lips culver, but sh'
set them closely.
"You would be making an awful
sacrifice for me?"
He did not deny it.
1T would be an awful sacrifice fol
me, too"
II know" he acquiesced sadly.
still suppose you ought to have
your mind settled before tomorrow OF
it will get on your game"
Eyes, that's just it! I'd be awfully
grateful"
Without any warning she began tc
laugh. Il think you are the funniest
boy in the world! I don't want te
marry anybody. l want to live with
daddy and take care of him and be
like Aunt Jean, but If I have to marry
anybody, I'd rather marry you. Shall
We let it go at that for the present."
"You are awfully good" cried the
boy. He wondered at the extraordinary
calm, almost citation, of his mood. That
he should be engaged to be married
and not be revolving suicide! He had
read Of the exaltation of self-sacrifice
maybe this was 1t. But how hard il
must be for her.
Tommy and Jean were waiting when
the first round ended, Rivers having
taken the Brookes to the luncheon
tent to secure seats for them all. The
game that morning had surprised all
but the newspaper men and the few
who had followed Willy the day be-
fore. The only hope Of the friends OF
the champion lay in the possible ex.
haustion Of the lame wonder whose
unerring approaches were even more
dangerous than his drives and his
puts. rs his foot holds out" Rivers
said to Brooke, "he's got the cup"
And at this very moment, as II fate
conspired against WHY'S chances, a
frightful commotion arose. Willy, talk.
ing to Jean a moment about the game,
could see the gay groups outside the
white tent scatter in violent agitation
with waving hands; could hear an up.
roar OF shouts and screams. There
came quick change in Lady jeans
face. in every face near-the caddy's