The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1915-11-13
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Copyright. 1913. by the Mcclure Newsps
per eyndicate.)
By FANNY KENDERpINE.


per syndicate.)
A bellboy had just brought the tel
egram to Mrs. Ramsey. She regard
cd II with vexed resiEnation-
Girls" she said. addressing her
pretty daughters. you must 60 home
with me. Mr.. Kittredge wires me
that she win be in Boston on the goth
--tomorrow--to make me the long
promised visit ] must be there to
greet her" Her tone was final.
"But, mother" objected Katharine,
why can't you write Mrs. Kittredge
and tell her to visit ~ here In New
York; We can have heaps more
fun"
There is NO reason why we should
not remain until after the Beasley con-
cert" began Rosalind, but the look
on her mothers face checked her
words.
"Unchaperoned?" asked Mrs. Ram
sey, in horror.
Find US a chaperon for the remain
der of the week, and then we'll come
home and help entertain Mrs. Kilt
redge," urged Katharine.
There's no one in town Of whom l
would ash such q favor, but there IL
my cousin, Algernon Nudge"
Algernon Nudge;
Visions Of his portrait in an OBJ
scure corner of ehe library at home
assailed the mental vision Of the
girls. Cousin Algernon Nudge was
small and pale and very learned look
ing. His little moonlike face was al
most obscured by pair Of huge tor
toise-shell trimmed spectacles.
Surely one would be safe with AL
gernon Nudge, their mothers second
cousin.
When they reached their sitting
room after their mother had gone,
they were confronted by servant
bearing the card of Mr.. Algernon
Nudge.
All this for the benefit of q little.
near-sighted student!
"Come!" said Katherine, and they
went down to the red parlor where
the visitor awaited them.
But the only occupant Of the red
parior was a, tall biglframed young
man, smartly arrayed in most fieck-
less clothes.
The young man bowed profoundly.
II am here" he said pleasantly.
"You-you are mistaken" said
Rosalind haughtily. I'VE are looking
for our cousin, Mr. Nudge"
IT am Algernon Nudge" insisted
the youth, placing card on the
table. my father is laid up with
an attack Of rheumatic govt and he
sent meas sort Of substitute
chaperon. Hope you don't mind"
Katharine looked appealingly at
her elder sister.
I'VE didn't know that Cousin Alger-
non had a son." confessed Rosalind.
I'VE thought he was childless Wild
over. But we are glad to see you,
Cousin Algernon; but we were sur
prised."
mo wonder" said Algernon, shak-
ing hands vigorously. Expecting a
neat little chaperon like dad, and find-
ing mel"
I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you won't
do" sighed Rosalind.
"Oh, bother!' said young Algernon.
Let me take you about a bit. How
long have you been here?"
Arrived last night" announced
Rosalind, tragically.
Say, that's bad luck, isn't 1T
Ever been here before?"
mo; we live In Boston, and It
hasn't seemed-seemed necessary"
went on Rosalind. But now we are
here there are so many things we
wanted to see; just common everyday
sights that you will laugh at"
The girls went away with Alger-
non Nudge and from the moment
they mounted to the roof Of a Fifth
avenue bus until hours afterward
they were set down at the Nudge
home in Washington square, they for
got everything save that they were
seeing things about which they had
read and talked for years.
And Algcrnon Nudge, senior, sort
Of balanced matters by proving to be
exactly as they had pictured him
save that he was the most charming
and delightful of hosts.
II didn't want to disappoint your
mother, my dears," he said patting
their hands; so just sent my big
boy along. Algie works too hard
anyway. A little play win do NO
HARM
/ After dinner Jack Kenyon. friend
Of Algie. dropped in and Cousin AL
gernon insisted upon music. And
tho next day there were four who
set forth upon adventure In Man
haitian.
1t was q double wedding the fol-
lowing October.
| After Katharine and Algia and Ro-
sAlind and Jack had left the house.
| Mrs.. Ramsey looked At Cousin Alger-
non Nudge, who beansd back at her
through his goggles.
Tim afraid you're an irrespon-
| sible chaperon." sighed Mrs. Ramsey.
Through you rye lost both my