The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1917-04-05

tHdC you put upon lily very S0Ou uncie.
the General Carruthers, an unfriendl
ness to France l exclaimed with
quickEess of my brain that l had not
before discovered. 'On points Of hon
or l have that sensitiveness that yoa
say to be-be OF q woman
''Oh. my darling boy! didn't mean
to hurt you about that absurd old
feud Of And as she spoke the beau-
tiful Madam Patricia rose and came
upon me with outstretched arms for
another abhorred embrace, which 1t
was to my good fortune to have inter-
rupted. But had fear of that sus-
picion had seen flashed into her mini
even though lulled by my fine assump-
tion Of the attitude Of man Of honor.
Lovely and beautiful madam
made beginning to say, when
''Oh, yes. Mr.. Carruthers is here. for
have an appointment to call for him"
an interruption came in the voice of
my Buzz in remonstrance with the
black maid of Madam Whitworth In
the hall Of her house.
"Come in, Buzz, DEAR called that
beautiful Madam Whitworth as In one
small instant she changed both her po-
sition will, arms on my shoulder AMI
her countcnance Of anger and anxiety.
She was very wise and beautiful and
much experienced woman, was that
Madam Whitworth, but she had given
to me, unlessoned as l was in the art
Of politics, the fact that NEST want
ed: that the two papers containing the
specifications concerning the mules had
been mistranslated by her.
''Put a shawl around you, Madam
Pat. and come out here to the street
a minute to see what is going to hap
pen to the Prince Of Carruthers," said
my rescuer as he inserted his head
into the room for one little minute
and beckoned us to follow him.
And what did I find out there upon
that street?
l then experienced surprise that
gave to me very great pleasure and
which made my heart to expand until
it almost burst the restraint Of that
towel Of the bath under the bag of
my brown cheyiot coat. Before the
door Of the house Of the beautiful
Madam Whitworth stood the gray rae
ing car Of my Buzz, and before 1t
stood slim car Of similar make,
only 1t was of the darkest amethyst
that seemed to be almost black,
while behind it stood one of equal II
not superior elegance of shape which
had the beautiful blackness Of jet.
That was not all. Across tho street
stood also car of q golden brown
and to the front Of 1t ono Of the red
Of q very dark cherry.
"There you are" said my Buzz, with
a wave of his hand. "Pick one, with
the compliments Of the general.
think the amethyst is a Jewel"
"Oh, 1t Is not possible to me to ac-
cept present Of such delight from my
good uncle, the General Robert. l
must 60 to him and say that am not
worthyv' exclaimed. with a large fall
tering in my voice.
"All right. Just jump into the one
you like best and drive on down to the
Old Hickory club and say it to him
Sorry that you can't come along, Mrs
Pat, but that glad rag you've got on
is too great beauty with which to
appear in public: Better take it into
the house before you catch a cold III
this breeze"
"fes, ] must run in," answered
Madam Whitwerth, with slight shiv,
eFing In her gown Of great thinness
"They are perfectly wonderful. boy
and I say choose the brown darling"
''Governor Bill picked the cherry
from the catalogue for us day before
yesterday, but I think the amethyst
has got it beat" answered my Buzz
| as he started toward his own car
Jump into your choice and lead ME
on down to hear you refuse it to ole
forty-two centimeter. And, mind,
have arranged q little dinner for yor
tonight
Then without further remark / fol
lowed him down the steps and got intt
that car which was the color of tht
heart of the cherry, and | raced tha
Mr.. Bumblebee through the city ot
! Hayesyille in manner which put t.
flight large population thereof.
had not had my hands on the whee
of racing car for the many mont:l.
since my father in bis had lef: tn.
small Pierre and Nannette and ms
weeping Oh the terrace of the Cha
teau de Gree when lie went to the bat
tlefield Of the Marne, and drove Will
all Of that accumulated fury within
me.
And this is what my uncle, the Gen
eral Robert, answered to me as ! toll
him Of my unWorthiness Of his gift 0
the most beautiful cherry car:
/ :Flat IS Just return for your con
sidelatiop for me in being born a boy