The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1915-12-09

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"No use to stare at that there word"
I'VE are not going straight on to Chi
cago. A gentleman has invited the Sell
liners, which Of course includes me, 70
q house party In the country not far
from Kansas City. He Is very rich
man Of middle age, so they tell me. a
widower. who is Interested In our sex
and particularly in Annabel Selllmer.
Mr.. Edgerton Compton isn't invited.
You see. he's a sort of rival-a poor
rival. This middle aged man has known
the Sellimers a long time. and he has
been trying to win Annabel for a year
or two. III it hadn't been for Mr.. Comp
ton shed have married his house be-
fore now. I gather. The house Is said
to be immense, In a splendid estate
near the river. I am all excitement
when I think Of going there for ten
days. There are to be fifty guests, and
the other forty-nine are invited as a
means Of getting Annabel under his
roof. The name of the country house
We are to visit Is the same as that of
the man who owns it,
wilfred Compton held the letter
closer to the light.
Brick Wilcox spoke impatiently: mo
use to stare at that there word-we
couldn't make 1t out. guess she got 1t
wrong first. then wrote 1t over. Just 60
ahead"
Wilfred resumed the letter: II must
tell you goodby now, for Annabers
maid has come to help me dress for
dinner, and 1t takes longer than 1t did
to do up the washing at the cove and Is
more tiresome. But | like il. l like
these fine. soft, beautiful things. I like
the big world, and l would like to live
In 1t forever and ever II you could
bring the dugout and be near enough
for me to run In any time Of the day.
wish could run In this minute and tell
you the thousands and thousands Of
things I'll never have time to write.
"Your loving, adoring. half homesick,
half bewildered. somewhat dizzy little
girl, LAHOMA.
"P. S.-Nobody has been able to tell
from word or look Of mine that have
ever been surprised at a single thing
have heard or seen. You may be quite
sure Of that"
IL bet your cried Wilcox admiring-
ly. Now, what do you think Of lit"
"She won't be there long," remarked
Bill, waving his arm, It'll she finds out
what l learned long ago-that there's
nothing to 1t. II you want to cultivate
a liking for dugout just live awhile In
the open"
Il don't know as to that" Wilcox
said. II sorter doubts II Lahoma will
ever care for dugouts again, except as
she stays on the outside Of 'em and
gets to romancing. A mouthful Of real
Ice cream spoils your taste everlasting
for frozen starch and raw eggs"
"I've made out the name Of that
widower who's paying court to my
old sweetheart" said Wilfred, "but it's
one never heard Of before. It's Gled.
ware"
Wilcox uttered a sharp exclamation.
LET me see it!' He started up abrupt
ly and bent over the page.
what Of IT." asked Bill in surprise.
Wilcox had uttered words to which
the dugout was unaccustOmed.
That's what IL is," wilcox growled.
"It's Gledware" His face had grown
strangely dark and forbidding.
what Of itf" reiterated Bill. Sup
pose It Is Gledware; who Is he?"
do you know such a manf' Wilfred
demanded.
"Out with itr' cried Bill. growing
wrathful as the other glowered at the
fire. whats come over you? Look
here, Brick Wilcox. Lahoma Is your
cousin, but claim my share I'm that lit
tie girl, and ask you sharp and fiat
"Oh. you go TO -" cried Wilcox
fercely. "All Of you"
wilfred said lightly, "Red Feather
has already gone there perhaps"
"EhY" Wilcox wheeled about as II
reused TO fresh uneasiness. The Indian
chief had gllded from the room as 81
lent and unobtrusive as IA shadow.
Wilcox sank on the bench beside
Bill Atkins and said harshly. where's
my piper
Don't you ask me where your pipe
U.s." snapped Bill. "Yonder II l.. I'm the
corner where you dropped H."
Wilcox picked II up and slowly re-
covered himself. You see" he oh
served apologetically. Il need Iahoma
about 20 keep me tame. was wonder
ing the other day II could swear II !
wanted TO. guess could And N