Cut Bank pioneer press. [volume] (Cut Bank, Mont.) 1909-current, 1914-11-20

old boy used to smoke. And IL he nav,
anything less than sixty apiece for 'em
at wholesale, I'll eat this one"
He lighted his cigar. and rave him.
self up to the delights of 1t.
Courtlandt doomed IN the doorway.
Comfortable?
Perfectly. Good cigar, comfortable
chair, fine view"
Young men began to drift In and
out. The air became heavy with
smoke. the prevailing aroma being
that OF Turkish tobacco of which Har-
riEan was not at all fond. But his cigar
was so good that he wal determined
not to stir until the coal began to
tickle the end Of his nose. Since
Molly knew where he was there was
no occasion to worry.
Abbott came In, pulled a cigarette
case out OF his pocket, and impatiently
struck q match. His hands shook a
little and the flare OF the match re-
veaied q pale and angry countenance.
Hey, Abbott, here's q seat. Get
your second wind"
Thanks" Abbott dropped into the
chair and smoked quickly. VERY
stuny out there. Too many"
You look it. Having a good time ?"
oh, fine!" There was q catch In
the laugh which followed, but Harri-
CAMS ear was not trained for these
subtleties of sound. How are you
making out?"
I'm getting aeclimated. Where's
the colonel tonight? He ought to be
around here somewhere"
Il left him a few moments z o
When you see him again, send him
In. He's a live one, and l like to hear
him talk"
I'll go at once" crushing his ciga-
rette In the Jeypore bowl.
What's your hurry? You look like
a man who has just lost his job"
Been steering a German countess.
she wal wound up to turn only one
way, and am groggy. I'll send the
colonel over. By-by."
Now, what's stung the boy?"
Nora was enjoying herself famously.
The men hummed around her like bees
around the sweetest rose. From time
70 time h saw Courtlandt towering
the outskirts. She was glad he
lad come; the le%pidopterist is latent
Or active In most women; to impale
me butterfly, the moth, falls easily into
ne daily routine. She was laughing
nd testing with the men. Her mother
TODD by. admiringly.
This time Courtlandt gently pushed
lis way to Morals side.
May have a dancer" he asked. ]
You are too late" evenly. She
vas becoming used to the sight of
I'm. much to her amazement. !
i am sorry"
why Nora, l didn't know that your
ard was hlled!" said Mrs. Harrigan. 1
he had the maternal eye upon Court '
lndt. !,
Nevertheless" said Nora sweetly. t
1t is a fact"
4 am disconsolate," replied Court d
'ndt. who had approached for forms t
AXE only, being fully prepared for a v
Il have the unfortunate habit v
turning up late" with a significance
h1ch only Nora understood. O
SO, those who are late must sui. Il
n the consequences" I,
Supper" n
"Th Barone rather than YOU" n
Inc music began again, and Abbott
nlried her away. She was dressed in
urmese tafeta, a rich orange. In the
OF her beautiful black hair there
as the green luster of emeralds: an
ldian-princess necklace of emeralds e,
pearls was looped around her daz- 81
Ing white throat. 81
Unconsciously Courtlandt sighed an. ia
bly,. and Mrs. H~arrigan heard this ia
tie Of unrest.
Who is that? asked Mrs. Harrigan. q
Flora Testimonies husband, the
Ike. He and Mr.. Harrigan were -hay. lie
9 quite a conversation in the smoke sc
om." &c
What" in CONSERVATION. th
They were getting along finely tr
len I left them" liz
MRS. Harrigan felt her heart sink Bl
le duke and James together meant pl
thing short of q catastrophe: for bs
mes would not know whom he was az
am WOuiu make all man. -
r OF condolences. She knew some &c
Ing would happen il she let him ont an
her sight. He was eternally talking
strangers. ia,
Would you mind telling Mr.. Harrt- pc
n that wish to see him?" VII
Not at ALL" Of
Nora stopped at the end Of the ball.
Donald, let us go out into the tn
I want a breath of air. Did
u see herr" an
Couldn't help seeing her. It was on
} duke, | suppose. It appears that FIRE
Is an old friend of the duchess. pa
I'll go through the conservatory. It's we
hort-cut."
The night was full of moonshine. n
heed upon the water; it fired the
gree tops of the solemn cypress: it
ed the lawn with ouiyering tra
ldows; and heavy hung the Glowing en-.
'fume of the lockwood hedges. be
o bellissima nottai" she sang. .Is tri
lot glorious?" a
Nora" said Abbott, leaning sud. ag
lily toward her. pr
Don't say it, Donald; please DOM 10,
MT waste your love on mo W., ale