The Washington herald., 1915-08-29
What did you

send for me fors"
for wind. '-.
Barbara read it to me. I it sfterward.' 1t
said: Come to my studio at twelve tonight, and do
not fail I thought you were sick. of course but
you don't seem to be-"
"Aha!" said Gilbert irrelevantly. an tell you
why asked you to come Nevada, I want you to
marry immediately tonight What's little
snow-storm? Will you do it:'
You might have noticed that would, long ago."
said Nevada "And I'm rather stuck on the snow
storm idea, myself surely would hate Of these
fowery church noon-weddings Gilbert, didn't
know you had grit enough to propose It this way.
Let's shock 'em-it's our funeral, amt it,"
"You bet" said Gilbert. Where did hear that
expressions" he added to himself "Wait minute,
Nevada want to do little 'phoning."
He shut himself in little dressing-room, and
called upon the lightnngs of the heavens-con-
densed into unromantic numbers and districts.
THAT you, Jack? You eonfounded sleepy-head!
Yes. wake up; this is me-or I-oh, bother the diff
ference in grammar! I'm going to be married right
away. Yes! Wake up your sister-dont answer me
back bring her along. too-you must Remind
Agnes Of the time saved her from drowning in
Lake Ronkonkoma-I know it's caddish to refer to
1t, but she must with you. Yes! Nevada is
here, waiting. We've been engaged quite while.
Some opposition among the relatives. you know and
we have to pull it off this way. We're waiting here
for you. Don't let Agnes out-talk you-bring her!
You wie Good old boy! I'll order a carriage to
call for you, double-quck time. confound you Jack
you're all rightr'
Gilbert returned to the room where Nevada
waited
my old friend, Jack Peyton. and his sister were
to have been here quarter to twelve" he explain
ed "but Jack is confoundedly slow. I've just
'phoned them to hurry They'll be here in few
minutes. I'm the happiest in the world, Ne
vsda What did you do with the letter sent you
today"
"Tve got it cinehed here" said Nevada, pulling
it out from beneath her opera-cloak.
Gilbert drew the letter from the envelope and
looked it over carefully. Then he looked at Nevada
thoughtfully.
Didn't you think it rather queer that should
ask you to to my studio at midnight" he
asked.
why, no." said Nevada, rounding her eyes. Not
if you needed me. Out West when a pal sends you
hurry ca-aint that what you say here?-we get
there first and talk about it after the is over.
And its usually showing there too, when things hap
pen. So didn't mind"
Gilbert rushed into another room, and came back
, burdened with overcoats warranted to turn wind,
rain, or snow.
Put this raincoat on" he said, holding it for
her. 1--WE have quarter of mile to go. Old Jack
and his sister will be here in a few minutes He
began to struggle into heavy coat. "Oh, Ne
vada," he said, "just look the headlines the
'front.' page of that evening paper the table. will
Sous It's about your section of the West, and I
Know it will interest you'
He waited full minute, pretending to find
trouble in the getting of his overcoat, and then
turned. Nevada had not moved. She was looking
at him with strange and pensve direetness. Her
checks had flush on them beyond the color that
had been contributed by the wind and snow; but her
eyes steady
II was going to tell you." she said. anyhow,
before you-before weAbefore-well. before any
thing. Dad never gave day of schooling. I
never learned to read or write darned word Now
il"
Poupding their uncertain way upstairs, the feet
of Jack, the somnolent, and Agnes. the grateful,
were heard
When Mr.. and Mrs Gilbert Warren were spin
ming softly homeward in closed carriage after the
ceremony Gilbert said. :