The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1913-05-08

gong all TIRE t1mc.
We rode along together. our horses
in a walk. and told her everything
I knew Of the condition OF affairs, In
Guiding true account of my es'
periences at the Inn the day before
and Of the finding OF the old chest be-
longing to Virgins great-grandfather
her brown eyes opened wide at this
concluding with the diphthera strata-
gem and Dicks menace to Cecilia's
happiness.
Hes really bright little boy. Com.
ing home on the steamer he gave me
a post graduate course In pragmatlsm
that I've found helpful In keeping
house for papa. It's too bad we have
to lay n trap for Mr.. Dick"
us it7 Just how are we to manage
that, Hezekiah?"
ooh, that will be easy enough. He's
pretty desperate. and since the com
pact between the suitors has gone to
pieces he knows he will have to show
his hand pretty soon. He thinks you
are wild about Cecilia. He lays great
stress on his thinking powers. and he
probably argues that you are bound to
pop pretty soon. It's Just as well be
thinks so, but we must finish this np
today. I'll he nervous wreck n we
don't close the books tonight. There's
your friend Dick now"
She indicated high point in the
main road. where II crossed the ridge
from which she had shown met
seemed. oh. very long ago!-rhe pro.
cession Of suitors crossing the stile.
Dick. mounted. was gazing OF across
the fields toward Hopefeld. Man and
horse we're 90 distant a. to create the
Illusion of an equestrian statue on a
high pedestal.
Napoleon before Waterloo" I sug.
gested.
HE does look like Napoleon, doesn't
| her" she laughed. Hes a bit fused
today. He knows that wiggy's not at
the inn and that you are up to some
thing and to little Mr.. Dick the archi-
tect probably looks like one Of those
mysterious knights you read about.
who suddenly appears at the tourna-
ment all canned IN an Ice cream frecz-
err with tin pail over his head. Mr.
/ Peppertons presence no dodbt worries
him, as don't think they evce met.
Cecilia and Mr.. PeppertOn are riding.
lodged them just before struck
you. walking their horses In the most
loverlike fashion I'm lane over yon-
der. but IL Mr.. Pepperton Is really en-.
gagged It's all right. though II | were
the other girl think I'd be anxious"
Pops playing the game. that's all.
What are you going to do now?'
/ She glanced ut the sun. fancied
that 1t was with such scanning Of
the heavens that her sisters thousand
years before had noted the time.
This is my pie day. There's un-
doubtedly gooseberry pie waiting for
me at the bungalow. And papa will
expect me for luncheon. Id ask you to
come too, only you'll have all you can
do to keep Mr.. Dick from persuading
somebody to be the sixth man, so he
can slip in as number seven. If We get
through today all right. you may come
for luncheon tomorrow. maybe. Papa
told me he liked you. He said you
were very decent that night you met
him."
"My compliments to your father.
hope to be able to persuade him to ex-
tend his paternal arm to include me
Aunt Octavia must be my aunt too""
Really" cried Hezekiah, with indie
scribahle mockery. and she wheeled her
! horse and was gone like the wind.
Luncheon at HopeHeld passed with
! out incident. and aftcrward Cecilia re-
tired to help her aunt with her CORE
spondence.v while Pepperton and
lounged about the house and smoked
l told him of my Intellectual efforts to
reach Virgins, and he volunteered to
find a motor and search for him, but
pointed out the futility of this and re
newed my appeal that he stay on guard
at Hopefield.
At about 8 o'clock Cecilia reappeared
Her color was high and her eyes were
unusually brilliant. l knew that she
fully realized that the crisis was near
but she asked no questions. and hel
manner treasured me Of her confidence
We idled on the stone terrace above
the frost smltten garden.
We were hardly seated before Dicl
entered the garden. followed lmme
diately by the six other suitors I hat