The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1914-08-23

Alice By Jove, It was Alieel 1t wa.
Alice Stickneyl
He realized that he was staring al
her. That it was rude to stare at her.
That he was holding a photograph in
his hand, and saying it was sweet face.
A second look showed him that it was
a bull-terrier. 1t seemed that the bald
insurance man also bred dogs, and had
won blue ribbons He apologized. Buzz,
buzz. He tingled to jump out of the
wagon, and run to her. But ought he ?
Her smile hardly justified precipitsncy.
1t was hardly more, than an expression
7 of neutrality-suspicious., conven-
tional, perhaps already regretted. He
remembered the pink note-its unex-
I pectedness, its cruelty. Suppose she cut
him before al those people-cut him
dead! She was capable of it. No,
he would stay where he was! He would
wait. He would think it over.
Jackp
There was Alice, thrilling him with
the sound of his name. Alice, more
beautiful than ever, but strange and
frightened, with a glisten of tears in
her lustrous eyes He mumbled some
thing about being glad to see her-unex-
pected pleasure, pom his soul-and tame
ly shook her outstretched hand. apollo
giving as he did so for his gauntlet. He
twas ashamed Of his agitation, and tried
to hide 1t in a shower of commonplace.
After two years here he was talking
about the weather like a silly goat She
talked about the weather, too-breath-
lessly. In the distance he saw the Sem
ator deliberately heading their way,
frock-coated, formidable, enigmatically
hostile. The precious moments were
speeding fast. That granite-faced old
gentleman would soon be upon them
and then?
Jump inf" cried Jack suddenly,
throwing back his brake-lever, and des-
perately alive to the situation.
"Oh, but l mustn't" she exclaimed.
"Oh, Jack, mustn't"
1t was a risky thing to do, but lack
did II. Young Lochinvars cannot con-
slider etiquette, or weigh social niceties.
They haven't time With young Loeb
invars explanations have to come later.
Action hrst-and talk afterward, YOU
know. Jack seized Alice's wrist and
pulled her into the seat beside him. There
was a furry of petticoats, stified pro-
test, row of scandalized faces. The
engine took the throw of the switch,
and they were choo-chooing out of that
hotel garden before you could say Jack
Robinson 1t was vigorous little ex-
hibition of presence of mind, and Just
another proof that old ways are some
times the best 1t showed the value,
too, of a twenty-horse engine with
ground cylinders. No cranking to
that car-pppppprrrrmmmmbbbb-and
you were off
They darted into the street, cut across
the trolley-line and sprang down the hill
at forty-nile clip. |
"Oh, Jack, let me out! Please Jack,
pleased"
"Shant."
Papa will be furious" |
What if he is!'
But it was an awful thing to dol"
Wasn't any other way"
You couldn't have been rougher with
trunk. See my wrist-it's all redw
Pink said Jack. "A lovely pink"
I'll scream to the first policeman"
Aren't any to scream to-"
I'll bite yuo-Ill bite your hand|
You couldn't biting's unladylike."
But really, Jack, it's awful. Think =.
ow it must have looked before all those
eople, You are a great big horrid
avage. Suppose l cried?"
"Oh, but you won't"
"P,,, - 5;d2 "