The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-08-13

cheeks flushed with her exertions.
Come here and help me- The idea
Of great big man like you sitting
there and watching me work. don't
believe you care whether l ever get
back to town or not"
Sure | don't" said easily, filling
my pipe. But calm yourself. maybe
the duke will come and rescue you"
What do you mean
Well, it's this way Eloise have
heard Twzdale call enough people
'blithering ahsses to gather he knows
how they act. With that knowledge
he will probably come and rescue you
from this one"
Which one?" she gasped, ex-
hausted with pulling.
Both" | said. Don't be partial
Come on, sit down beside me, and
we'll cool off"
With final exasperated tug Eloise
gave up the ghost of chance she had
with Earsby and followed my sugges-
ton.
1t was really a divine little nook for
tete-a-tete,
Suddenly Eloise laughed
AS long as we are here, let's have
a jolly little picnic al by ourselves,
she said Isn't it delicious in this
green grotto? Look, Dick, up between
the trees you can see the clouds float
ing by. Isn't the blue beyond the
green lovely? And over there in the
field See the men having In the
sun ?"
| grunted responses indifferently as
though | owned the place and had
brought her along to see it, couldn't
trust myself to say anything else.
Eloise knew that | loved her, but
she also knew and recognized that
wealth and social position were inds-
pensable requisites in the man she
married
What's the matter, Dicky?" cried
she. You're not yourself at all"
made what | now recognize as q
gallant attempt to founder through
few of my well-known witticisms, but
the only smile | could raise was
plying one, Eloise told me ! was
going off horribly-a bally English
expression, believe-and | admitted
1t with groan. Then | cursed my
self for an imbecile and trembled for
fear she would divine what the matter
was.
knew | should soon make fool of
myself, and in desperation heaved
rocks at Earsby In a last pickering
endeavor to get him on the move,
But he, adamant animal, proceeded
according to the numerical strength
Of grass tufts and no faster For
considerable time there was silence
while Eloise hummed.
Il certainly do admire those men
over there she said at last warmly.
yes? Why" l inquired affably,
w hCOp up tHS OllNCl oullOl
"Oh, | don't know she replied,
half yawning. Il just do"
Now anything that Eloise admires
comes at once under my very personal
scrutiny Consequently with feelings
compounded Of the emotions Of Ca
boglal and Doyle, proceeds 70 dis
cover why she admired those men,
The first clue was this: They were
In a bayfield,, making hay. Their
pitchforks gllnted dazzlngly in the
sunlight, which fact brought me to
my second postulate, namely, that the
sun was shining. Proceeding logical
ly, | achieved the following:
That the men were making hay
while the sun shone.
With a sudden feeling that had
left part of me floating round in the
air somewhere, ! looked at Eloise.
She was smiling at me diyinely and
her eyes were sweeter with love than
a hOneysucklo Is with honey
Then | made fool of myself as |
had feared all the time | would; but
never was a fool more wonderfully
confirmed in his folly!
"By Jove. It's five O'clock" | ex-
claimed after a few seconds, pulling
out my watch. IF we can't get your
celestial creature to ambulate we will
have to walk"
At this Eloise gave little scream
and, springing to her feet, ran down
to the dusty roadway.
Hes gone!" she cried in despair
ing voice "Oh, why didn't think ?"
Think what?" | demanded fero-
ciously of my future wife.
About darling Earsby. He always
leaves here at a quarter to five sharp.
You see-oh dear, what have | done?
early In the summer, when I rarely
saw any one, used to drive out here
with him and read in this little grove
for a couple of hours. He nibbled the
grass, and read and thought about
you and"
Then you expected him to stop
when we reached here this after
noon?" | cried, insane with JOY
why, Richard Parsons!" she ex.