The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1914-11-21

road. white and dusty. continued ON
ciously on its way 10 the village n
duty. Along the right hand eide fnere-
OF ran a neat rail fence skirting the
confines Of Tfnkler's den. b land
scape appeared deserted. All nature
-drowscd I'm the hot afternoon sur
Mr.. Blunt. who vas n muscular
young Christian. o n running jump
Of some four feet six. cleared the top
most rail and landed neatly on the
grassy slope which ran down toward
the den.
Now, then, Sunny JIM" remarked a
reproving voice above his head. pas
81 ~beaucoup de cela!"
However sound nervous systems
may be. we are all OF MS . BILE to be
startled at times. Mr.. BiuL. a un-
doubtedly startled on this occasion
and, being young and only very recent
~ ordained, signifed the same In the
! usual amer. w
When he looted up into the tfes
where Nicky was reclining chat yirtu-
Gus damsel's fingers were IN her ears.
"Mr. Blunt" she remarked. II am
both surprised ana shocked
Veronica vereker," replied Mr..
Blunt, turning and shaking his nst as
he retreated down the slope toward
rinkler's de-. next time l get hold Of
ycu I will wiring your little neckw
Miss Veronica yereker kissed the
tips of her fingers to him.
I'VE will now join" she proclaimed
In a voice surprisingly reminiscent Of
the throaty tenor which Mr.. Blunt re-
served for his ecclesiastical perform.
ances, "in singing hymn number two
hundred and.thirty-three d,x!ng which
those who desire to leave the church
are recommended to do so, ss it is my
But by this time the foe, running
rapidly, was out Of earshot.
Half an hour later Stiffy. who was a
gregarious animal. went in search Of
his younger sister. whom be discov-
cred. recently returned from her sylvan
skirmish with the curate, laboriously
climbing into a hammock In the or
chard. - 4tk 60
"Nicky, will you come and play
cricket?" he cskef politely.
II suppose that means uaI I come
and bowl to you?r replied Nicky.
"No; you can bat II you like"
well. 1 won't do either, said Nicky
agreeably. 81 prt
What shall we do, thenT pursued
Stify, with unimpaired bonhomie.
Personally, l am going to remain
in this hammock replied the lady.
II recommend you, dear, to go put
your head In a bucket. Good afternoon!
Sorry you can't STOP"
II wonder II Cilly would play" mus
ed stny.
"Cilly? / don't think! She Is gloat-.
ing wei her clothes In her bedroom.
If you and /. my lad" continued We
ronica refectively, were going to be
presented at court mex week. / won
der If we should make such unholy
shows of ourselves for days before
hand"
IL know her boxes are all packed"
pursued Stify hopefully, because I
went and sat on the lids myself after
lunch. Perhaps she will come out for
| UdlI dH uOuI Dc4OIC tea. Oou dlu
Tony won't be back from Tilney till
7, so they are no good"
"Well, run along, little man." said
Nicky, closing his eyes. I'm fed up
with you"
Stiffy departed obediently, and for
ten minutes his younger sister reclined
in her hammock. her sinful little soul
prrrpoA FOR thu -.nuron % nrQ 3nxoak
against n ran. When next she
opened her eyes Stiffy was standing
disconsolately before her.
go away" said Nicky family I've
have no empty bottles or rabbit skins
at present. If you call round about
Monday we shall be emptying the dust
bin
"Cilly's not there" said Stny.
"Keziah thinks she has gone out for a
walk. She saw her stroIling down
i toward the den half an hour ago."
The denY' Nicky's eyes suddenly
Enclosed to their full radius. my
che-ild! So that's the game! That
was why the pale young curate was
jumping fences. Ha-ha! Stiny, would
you like some fun"
Stiffy, mystiied, but docile. assented
I'VE are going" announced Nicky,
rolling gracefully out of the hammock,
ito stalk a brace of true lovers"
"What-Mr. Blunt and Cilly? Do you
mean-are they really keen on each
other?' inquired the unobservant male
amazedly.
Are they? My dear. 1t has been
written all owe them for weeks! I'm
not certain. though" continued the ex-
perienced Nicky, that the poor dears
are aware of it themselves yet. But
today is Cilly's last for months, so"-
"Do you mean they were down the
den together?" demanded Stiffy.
Il do"
"But-Mr. Blunt has gone OF to do
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