Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-12-24
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VMs WIN - aA1<AAsSes~v 49, ~
Grace called. Il want to tell you
something-a very special friend q
ours IL coming on this afternoons
train. WIN you take me to meet him
pleased"
Certainly. A-a man. supposeT
She nodded. ''Mr. Carver-you WIN
like Horace immensely" she said en-
thusiastically.
II don't suppose you1l have time
to take any more rides In the ntsle
red car" he said glumly.
I'm sfraid 1 won't have much
time" she admitted. "You have been
20 kind-and given me 20 many de-
lightful excursions In the car. l snan
always remember the dear little rsd
car" she smiled.
Long after you've forgotten tne
owner?" he asked quizzically. - ne
strobe away.
She called after him to tell him that
Horace Carver was coming on the
4:10 train. He nodded grimly ana
went on his way.
Grace watched him. me. upstano-
ing young man.. successful farmer'
q power in the village, . man with 2
future ahead Of him. people predicted.
III he were only our sort" thought
Grace. remembering Horace Carver
and his social prestige. She had often
wondered why her plain. practical
parents criticized the indolent Horace
and his pleasure-seeking life. ), Only
last night Mr.. Pitt had declared that
the girl who married young Winters
would be mighty lucky.
She amused herself with this
thought and then. finding that It was
not unpleasant to consider. dismissed
II In . panic OF fear.
Ferd's little red car was at The door.
But the little red car seemed reluctant
to meet Horace Carver and BY the
time Ferd had coaxed 1t up to the rail-
road station the 4:10 train had come
and gone and the station agent report
ed that the solitary arrival had
crossed the road and taken the short
cut through the woods to Mapleshade
farm.
I'VE will overtake him on the wood
road" said Ferd confidently. for the
little red car was not afraid Of deep
ruts or bumps and hollows and grace
fully took thank you. ma'ams" when
ever they occurred.
The wood road wound through miles
of oak trees. Thunder rumbled omin-
ously. the sun darkened and was hid
den from view and warm drops Of rain
battered on the leaves.
I'VE can reach the top Of the hin
and run home across the pasture"
called Ferd above the pattering rain.
what shall We do with the cart"
shivered Grace. she vas afraid Of
the sharp lightning flashes.
Leave It up at the top OF the him.
III spread q rubber blanket over Il. !"
poor Horace" sighed Grace. TN
afraid he will get awfully vet"
"He won't mind that" treasured
Ferd earelessly.
Grace wondered II Horace would
mind. She knew he would: he waD
very particular about his clothes.
She liked to see q man fussy about
clothes. although Ferd wore bic we'll
fitting garments with . careless un-
concern that was vastly becoming.
why an I always comparing these
two menu" she asked herself indig-
nantIy. Il expect to marry Horace
some day-oh. II It time to leave
the carl she asked a. Ferd stopped
the machine and got out
~Yes. Let me help you PIT this
dust coat on. There you arei" He
covered the little car with rubber
blanket. and together they hurried
down the hillside through the driving
rain.
When they reached the brook. Hor-
ace Carver stood there hesitating. A
slender. fair youth. with discontinued
blue eyes and nose that was ele-
vated with disgust. which he scarcely
yelled when Grace gave him gay
greeting.
This II certainly long way from
civilization" he muttered. gripping
his suit case and hatbox with drip
ping fingers.
why didn't you waltz" asked
Grace. I'VE were on the way to
meet you when the car became"
very balky." finished Ferd crisply.
And now. Mr.. Carver. We have to
cross the brook to get home-the
sooner We get there the more com
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