The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-06-08

1--WE say noodleAs said hc. IT am
very fond Of them. But to resume. I
supposed every one in New York knew
Miss Blithers. She's quite the rage.
I'm told" ?,
"Indeed7 I should think she might
millions behind her"
He smiled Unexpectedly. Eyes, and
/ am told that in spite Of them she is
the prettiest girl in New York"
She appeared to lose interest in the
topic. ooh, indeed?"
But" he supplemented gracefully,
at isn't true"
What isn't true?"
"The statement that she Is the pref
test girl in New York"
How can you say that when you ad-
NIT you've seen herr"
Il a say 1t with a perfectly clear
conscience, Miss Guile" said he and
was filed with delight when she bit
her lip a a sign of acknowledgment.
"Oh, here comes the teal" she cried,
with a strange eagerness in her voice.
II am SO glad" She scrambled grace
fully out Of her rug and arose to her
feet.
Aren't you going to have some?' he
cried.
YES" she said quite pointedly. "In
my room, Mr.. Schmidt" And before
he could get to his feet she was NOV
ing away without SO much as a nod or
smile for him.
The following day was as unlike its
predecessor as black is like white.
During the night the smooth gray
pond had been transformed into a
turbulent, storm thrashed ocean.
Only the hardest Of the passengers
ventured on deck.
a hardy young chap, albeit a prince
OF royal blood, was abroad early. He
took two turns about the deck, and
each time as he passed the spot he
sent a covert glance into the corner
where Miss Guile's chair was stand
ing. OF ourse he did not expect to
find her there in weather like this,
but-well, he looked, and that Is the
end to the argument.
QuinnoX and Dank were hopelessly
bedrtdden, so to speak. They were
very disagreeable, cross and unpleas-
ant, and somehow he felt that they
hated their cheerful. happy faced
prince.
AT last the young man battled mis-
way down the deck and soon found
himself in the we'll protected corner.
A half dozen unoccupied chairs were
cluttered about, having been aban-
doned by persons who overestimated
their hardness. One Of the stewards
was engaged in stacking them up and
making them fast.
Miss Guile's chair and that Of Mrs.
CASTOR were stanchly fastened down
and their rugs were in place. r.
Schmidt experienced an exquisite
n of pleasure. Here was a perfect
exemplifcation Of that much abused
thing known as circumstantial evil
dence. She contemplated coming on
deck. So he had his chair put in
place, called for his rug. shrugged his
chin down into the collar Of his thick
ulster and sat down to wait.
She literally was blown into his
presence. He sprang to his feet to
check her swift approach before she
could be dashed against the wall or
upon the heap Of chairs in the corner.
She uttered an excited little shrek as
she came bang up against him and
found his ready arms closing about
her shoulders.
"Oh, goodness" she gasped, with
what little breath she had left, and
then began to laugh as she freed her
self in confusion-a very pretty con-
fusion, he recalled later on, after he
had recovered to some extent from
the effects Of an exceedingly severe
bump on the back Of his head. How
awkward"
"Not at ALL" he proclaimed. retain
ing a grip on one Of her arms until
the ship showed some signs Of resum-
Ing its way eastward instead Of down
ward.
81 am sure 1t must have hurt dread |
fully" she cried. "Nothing hurts
worse than a bump. It seemed as
though you must have splintered the
WALL"
Il have a singularly hard head"
said he. and forthwith felt Of the
back Of it."
"Will you please stand ready to re-
ceive b%oarders? My maid is follow
Ing me, poor thing, and I can't afford
to- have her smashed to pieces. Here
she Isl"
Quite a pretty maid. with wide, |
Mortified eyes and a pale green COM
plexion came hustling around the
corner. R. Schmidt, albeit a prince, |
received her with open arms.
"Merci, m'sieur!" she sQuealed and
added something in mufaed French
that strangely reminded him of what
Hobbs had said in English. Then she
deposited an armful Of rugs and mag |
azines at Robins feet and clutched
wildly at a post actually some ten
feet away. but which appeared to be
coming toward her with obliging
swiftness. so nicely was the deck ro-
tating for her. "Mon dieu! Mon
dieu!"
You NAV gO hack IN bod Maria"