Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-08-29

an uncertainty as I looked from my
uncle, the General Robert, to my
Gouverneur Faulkner.
I'm sorry, sir, but I think the
marquise is right, and under the
| circumstances I'll have to make a
very public courtship, which out of
consideration for you I'll make as
ardent and rapid as possible. Only we
there know the wonderful truth, and
We'll keep it to ourselves" And as
he spoke the great Gouverneur
Faulkner bent and laid a kiss of
great ceremony upon the hand of
Roberta, marquise of Gree and Bye.
VERY well, sir; I'll keep her for a
| few days and have her fitted out in
a lot of folderols for you, but only
for short period, mind you-a very
short period" answered my uncle,
the General Robert, with a smile that
showed. much delight in me. 1 flew
40 him and gave him an embrace
with my arms and also laid my cheek
against his.
II am for always your most hum
ert," 1 whispered to him.
Humble and obedient-no woman
would know those words If she met
them in her own drawing room," he
answered to me, with a great scorn,
but he also gave to me a shake that
was of a seeming great flerceness,
but that I knew to a caress.
And into that caress came also an
other interruption of great hurry.
NV R1zZ nnfnrnd tho door with a ron N
idy and this exclamation:
What's the trouble, general? I
just got your phone and" Then he,
too, stood in a great and sudden
sillness, regarding me as 1 stood
from the shelter of the arms of my
uncle, the General Robert, and look
ed into his eyes of great fright.
MY Buzz" 1 said to him softly.
Great heavens!" he exclaimed,
with terror in his eyes, as he backed
away from me. II haven't had but
one glass of draft beer, general"
ITS all right, Buzz" answered my
very wise Gouverneur Faulkner in
a voice of great soothing. This is
just-just Robert in IA"
Not much Bobby that. answered
my Buzz as he backed farther to-
ward the door. II think I'll step out
side in the cool air. I haven't felt
well all day. I" And with which re-
mark my good Buzz turned himself
into the arms of the lovely Mile.
Sue, entering the door.
I'm tired of waiting out there in
that car, Buzz, and" And again
came an awful pause of terror But
is it not time that women have a
wit that is very much more rapid
than is that of men? I think it is so.
You know, I thought Bobby was
! a queer kind of man, and he is a
perfectly lovely girl" she said as she
came toward me with laugh and
her lovely arm outstretched. II read
about two French girls who got into
Germany in German uniforms just
last night in magazine. You are
some kind of French spy about those
dreadful mules, aren't you. Bobby,
dear?" And as she asked that ques-
ton of me my lovely Sue gave to me
a kiss upon my lips that 1 valued
with a great gratitude.
please make it that my Buzz also
understands" ! pleaded to her with
in her arms.
Brace up, Buzz, and be nice to
Bobby, even if he is a girl Just when
did you begin not to like girls, I'd
| like to know" questioned my Sue
| of him with a great emphasis.
You see why it is that l cannot
go into that business of timber with
you and be married to" made a
commencement to say to him.
THAT will do, L'Aiglon," inter-
rupted my Buzz with a great haste
and a glance in the direction of love-
ly Sue. Forget, it! 1t is an awful
shame, for you were one nice young
ster, and"
BE a sport, Buzz and forgive her
and-love her again." said my Cow
erneur Faulkner, with a laugh
that is, as much as Miss Susan
will" But at this point my uncle,
the General Robert, caused an in
| terruption in the conversation.
What are you doing here, sir,
when 1 left you to watch the side
steps of that French popinjay and
| the Whitworth woman? Did you hear
what all that powwow was about at
her tea fight this afternoon" he de-
manded of fine Buzz, with a great
anxiety. There's been the deuce to
pay since you left, governor, and 1
think this French scoundrel and
Jeff's gang are preparing to put
| through some sort of private steal
IL you jump the track on them"
ITO be Continued