Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1918-05-15
HER PRINCE
BY MILDRED WHITE.


place in the hammock, toward the car
which blocked the roadway. Admira-
uon was also evidenced in the glance
which included the driver. What a
Dig handsome fellow he was. Prob
ably aunt's tales of the shameless
hunting down, of this only village beau,
were correct. Adella herself might
have stopped to the chase. not that
this young woman from the city was
susceptible where attractive men were
concerned, but that the unbroken quiet
OF long summer days in her aunt's
country home, was growing appalling.
Adella found herself possessed of an
hysterical desire to break in some way
this insistant monotony.
If only the Adonis of the town had
desire or inclination to meet her, to
generously take her with him, rushing
along through the sweet-scented air.
He need not speak to me-" the
usually sought after Adella reflected,
or even bother at all, if he would just
let me ride along like that bull dog at
his side"
But her wish seemed hopeless. This
was the third visit of the city niece,
and her aunt's masculine friend and
neighbor had showed neither inclina-
ton or interest in her proximity. From.
beneath his fine brows he stared now
at the girl as he righted his machine.
Adella felt that he had not realized her
presence; and then, abruptly his car
swung about and the young man went
running lightly up the steps to her
aunt's front door.
Really" whispered the girl, bu.
there was no summons from the house
Slowly Adella arose from her ham,
mock. and moved across the lawn. She
would enter the room humming song
as though unaware of strangers pres.
ence. When Aunt Martha had pre-
sented them, the man would be kind
enough perhaps, to take pity upon g.
guests loneliness and invite her to the
drive her restless spirit craved. Bur
when Adella entered the room her
aunt's visitor had departed.
We'll" remarked that lady with
knows where you stand, anyway, Adel-
la. If every other fool girl in town
throws her head an heart after him,
he will learn that you are different.
None of the folks aroundll be able to
say that you set your cap for him is
the young lady visitor a relative of
yours Miss Blaine?' he asks me.
Yes l says, she is. But she don't
care about going around much, here,
just likes to rest by herself. Her
steady beau is back there in the city,
and she don't want to take up with
otherS.'"
"Aunt Martha % cried the girl aghast.
Whatever will Mr.. Grant think. And
there is no STEADY beau in the city or
any other place. l do wish you had
not mentioned me at ALL"
"You had company when l was
there" her aunt answered firmly, land
l won't have folks saying you are af-
ter Homer, too"
Adella bit her pretty lips in vexa-
ton, indignant tears were near the
wide blue eyes. Then suddenly she
smiled, why should this strangers opin-
ion cause her annoyance. Neverthe-
less, when she later met him at the
post office, her eyes fell before the
sharp inquiry of his own.
She fell to wondering about him as
she carried her book out to the ham,
mock in the garden. Was the man con-
ceited as Aunt Martha insisted, or had
he bigger things to do than to be viii
engineering achievements and accom-
pliShmentS abroad.
Impatiently she directed her
thoughts to her book. Why did this
Homer Grants personality haunt her.
The rumble of an auto caused her to
look up. 1t was his car that slowed
up to the doorway, Homer Grant him.
self. who again assembled the front
steps.
Impulsively, Adella jumped from her
seat and sped across the lawn, this
time she would go in the front way.
Then to her embarrassment the. visi-
tor turned to descend the steps. Aunt
was not at home.
Confusedly the girl fled back to the
hammock. He must not meet her thus
in his pursuit, that would be humill-
alton indeed. She was trying to ap.
pear at ease, when Homer Grant hes
itatingly approached In his hand
was small white object.
81 found this slipper upon the lawn"
ne explained, 'is it yours, Miss" Sud
denly his eyes met hers in laughing
challenge. Miss Cinderella"
Quickly Adella drew small stock
fnged foot beneath her dress. II had
lust dropped it." she confessed.
Again the laughing brown eyes met
the wistful blue ones.
"Dare l ask you to ride with meW