The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1915-08-28

confidently of another lesson. offered to
stand her ices every morning instead, and
she calmly held out for better terms
Sweets too!'' she insisted.
"You wicked little she-Shylock!" pro-
tested.
"I broke two clubs, she pointed out with
giggle. Sweets would be cheaper!"
Sweets too, 1 agreed desperately.
After that met her every morning, and
took her to the ice-cream shop. saw little
of her otherwise, except three or four times
in the evenings when happened to meet
her and took her for stroll. Hooked upon
her as child, of course. I didn't dream
that it was any use looking upon her in any
other way. She treated me as frghtfuiiy
DID, but useful brother, unless she wanted
to make me wild. Then she called me
"Uncle"l There wasn't the slightest ap-
proach to Irritation. In fact we never said
a dozen words that were serious.
This was all that happened for fortnight
except that 1 gave her another golf lesson.
We didn't fnish-it, however. She held the
driver too loosely, and it went after the
ball, and hit old Colonel Sturdy. He
suggested that we should go and laugh
where he couldn't hear-or be heard. We
went.
After that offered to take her out and
buy ices and sweets and flowers every even
ing also, if she would give up golf. She
accepted.
This lasted for week. Then one Tues
day morning had a visit from Mrs.
Cazenove, a stern old lady who described
herself as Nettie's aunt. She was voluble.
She accused me volubly of trifing with
Nettie's affections.
At the end of ten minutes she paused to
take breath. fastened to remark that
had merely trifed with Nettie's digestion;
but that never allowed her to have more
than three ices at time, and thought that
her digestive organs could stand that. In
regard to the affections, ! suggested that
Mrs. Cazenove was confusing me with some
young swain who had assailed Miss Nettie's
heart in warmer fashion.
At this point Mrs. Cazenove obtained a
good supply of breath and started again.
The second onslaught nonplussed me.
She produced documentary evidence in the
shape of letters. After glance at them
had no doubt as to the identity of the
writer. No one else ever made those weird
capitals, or signed met SO that it looked
like "Wed.
The letters described me as Nettie's con-
slant cavalier and sutton. was quite gone
on her." Escorted her every evening on
the pier. Wed never been down it.
was "most interesting" didn't seem a
bit old" A "few years difference in age
did not matter "when people are exactly
suited. / had made her look at things
more seriously" q wondered what her
non-serious view Of things must beD Twas
dreadfully rich" Ct wish I were.) We
"quite understood one another" And then
she found that she must have been mis-
taken" / had changed entirely" My
manner had become cold, and she felt like
ice."
"She means ices" interposed. "She
had three every morning and evening"
Major Thornton, her aunt interrupted,
do not attempt to trife with mel I am
not an innocent child I really did not
think she was. Il have it from your cousin,
Mrs Norrington, that you told her with
your own lips that you were engaged to
Nettie What did you say, Major
Thornton9"
thought I'd get the young mink out Of
the scrape, and, at the same time, teach
her that veracity was the first Of the virtues
Except golf.
"You see, Mrs. Cazenove, I explained
did not know that Nettie owned oul
engagement, and could not claim her with.
out her consent. lam glad that may DE-