The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-04-27

with finality, I'm not even going 20
be engaged TO a man I've never seen.
And If you insist. III run away as
sure as anything"
And so the matter rested. Five
years have passed since the initial over
lures were made by thc two courts.
and although several SLY attempts were
made to bring the young people to a
proper understanding of their case they
aroused nothing more than scornful
laughter on the part Of the principals.
And no one saw the portentous shad.
ow cast by the slim daughter of Will
liam W. Blithers. for the simple rea-
son that neither Graustark nor DAVIS
bergen knew that it existed. They
lived in serene ignorance of the fact
that God. while he was about 1t, put
Maud Apologize Blithers into the world
OF precisely the same day that the
crown princess Of Dawsbergen first
saw the light of day.
On the twenty-second anniversary
Of his birth Prince Robin Jared forth
in quest Of love and romance, not with
out hope of adventure. for he was a
valorous chap with the heritage of
warriors In his veins. Said he to him
self in dreamy contemplation of the
long journey ahead of him: Il will
traverse the great highways that my
mother trOd. and | will look for the
Golden Girl sitting by the wayside.
She must be there. and though it is n
wide world. | am young and my eyes
are sharp. | will find her sitting at
the roadside eager for me to come. not
housed in a gloomy castle surrounded
by the spooks Of a hundred ancestors.
They who live in castles wed to hate.
and they who wed ut the roadside live
to love. Fortune attend me, If love
lies at the roadside waiting do not let
me pass it by, All the princesses are
not inside the castles. Some sit out
side the gates end laugh with glee. for
love is their companion. So away I
60, la, la! looking for the princes with
the happy heart and the smiling lips!
1t is a wide world, but my eyes are
sharp. l shall find my princess"
But, alas. for his fine young dream,
he found no golden girl at the roadside
nor anything that suggested romance.
There were happy hearts and smiling
lips, and all for him, it would appear,
but he passed them by, for his eyes
were sharp and his wits awake. And
SO at last he came to Gotham, his
heart as free as the air he breathed,
confessing that his quest had been in
vain. History failed to repeat itself.
His mothers romance would stand
alone and shine without a flicker to
the end of time. There could be no
counterpart.
We'll, | had the fun Of looking" he
philosophical Ito himself, for no man
knew Of his secret project and grin
ned with n sort of amused tolerance
for the sentimental side of his nature.
I'm q silly ass to have even dreamed
Of finding her as | passed along, II
if | had found her what the deuce
could | have done about it anyway!
This isn't the day for medieval lady
Hilbt'iiliIS. L ddlC sd 4 IA JhSt 40 Y
off for not having found her. | still
have the Zest for hunting farther, and
there's a lot in that" Then aloud.
Hobbs, are we on time?'
I'VE are, sir said Hobbs without
ven glancing at his watch. The train
was passing One Hundred and Twen-
ty-ifth street. "To the minute. sir
We will be in i'm ten minutes If moth
ing happens. Mr.. King will be at the
station to meet you, sir. Any orders.
sir?'
yes; pinch me, Hobbs
Pinch your ~highness." in amaze
ment. my word. sir, wot"-
II just want to be sure that the
dream is over, Hobbs. Never mind.
You needn't pinch me. I'm awake"
and to prove it he stretched his fine
young body in the ecstasy Of realiza
ton.
That night he slept soundly In the
Catskills.
Toward the end of his first week at
Red Roof, the summer home Of the
Truxton Kings, the prince might have
been found on the broad lawn late one
afternoon playing tennis with his
hostess, the lovely and v~ivacious
Aunt Lorraine" To him Mrs. King
would always be Aunt Lorraine"
even as he would never be anything
but Bobby to her.
She was several years under forty
and as light and active as a young
girl. Her smooth cheek glowed with
the happiness and thrill of the sport,
and he was hard put to hold his own
against her, even though she insisted
that he play his level best.
Truxton King, stalwart and lazy,
lounged on the turf, umpiring the
game, attended by two pretty young
girls, a lieutenant in flannels and the
ceremonious Count Quinnox. iron gray
and gaunt faced battleman with the
saber scars on his cheek and the bull
let wound in his side.
Good work. Rainie!" shouted the
umpire as his wife safely placed the
ball far out of her opponents reach.
"Hi!" shouted Robin. turning on