Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1918-03-29
CHAPTER xiv-continued.

In late with tennis racquet. as though
she had Just returned from game
That will be STACEY. won't it2 Lark
must be the sweet young daughter Of
the house. She must wear her silver
null her gray slippers. and"
what are you going to wear7"
"Who, me2 Oh, have other plans
for myself" Carol looked rather I'M
easily at her aunt. It'll come to me
little later"
Eyes, indeed" said Connie. "Carol
has something extra up her sleeve
She's had the millionaire's son In her
minds eye ever since father introduced
his pocketbook into the conversation"
Carol was unabashed. my interest
Is solely from family viewpoint. I
have no Interior motive"
Her eyes sparkled eagerly. "You
know, auntie darling"
snow, Carol, don't you suggest any
thing"
"Oh, no indeed, dearest, how could
You think of such a thlng?" disclaimed
Carol instantly. TITS such very tiny
the general impression of a million
aires son. We've simply got to have
n maid To open the door, and cour-
tesy, and take his hat, and serve the
dinner, and He's used to 1t, you
know, and IL we haven't one he'll go
back to Cleveland and say. "Ah, bah
Jove, I had to hang up my own hat,
don't you known
That's supposed to be English, but
] don't believe 1t. Anyhow, 1t isn't
Cleveland" said Connie fatty.
swell, he'd think we were awfully
cheap and hard up, and Andy Hedges,
ST., would pity father, and maybe
send him ten dollars, and-no, we've
got to have maidl"
1--WE might get Mamie Sickey," sug-
gested Lark.
"She's so ugly"
''Or Fay Greer" interposed Aunt
Grace.
"She'd spill the SOUP"
"Then there's nobody but Ada Lone"
decided Connie.
"She hasn't anything fit to wear" OBJ
jected Carol.
"Of whom were you thinking,
CarolT asked her aunt, moving .un-
easily in her chair.
Carol flung herself Mt her aunts
knees. "Me ~ she cried.
"As usual" Connie calculated dryly
"Oh, Carol" walled Lark. 1--WE can't
think of things to talk about when you
aren't there to keep us stirred up"
I'm beginning to see daylight" said
Connie. She looked speculatively at
Lark. swell. it's not half bad, Carol,
and apologize"
Don't you think II is a glorious
idea, CONNER" cried Carol rapturously.
Eyes, think II is"
Carol caught her sisters hand Here
was an ally worth having. "You know
how sensible Connie Is, auntie. She
sees how utterly preposterous 1t would
be to think of entertaining q million
aires son without maid"
"You're too pretty" protested Lark.
He'd try to kiss you"
"'Oh. no, sir oh, please, SIR" sim
pered Carol, with an adorable curtesy,
"'youd better wait for the ladies,
sir"
"Oh, Carol. I think you're awful"
said their aunt, unhappily. II know
your father won't like IT,"
like It? He'll love 1t. Won't he,
Connie"
"Well, I'm not sure he'll be crazy
about Ii, but it'll be all over when he
gets home" said Connie.
"And you're very much in favor of
1t, aren't you, Connie preclous?"
"But what's the idea?" mourned
Lark. "What's the sense in it2 Fa-
Their said TO I've good to him. and you
know I can't think of thlrgs to say to
n millionaire's son. oh, Carol, don't be
so mean"
But Carol stood firm, and the others
yielded to her persuasions. Even Aunt
Grace allowed her qualms to be quieted
and entered into her part as semi-inva
lid auntle with genuine Zest.
At three they were all arrayed, ready
for the presentation. They assembled
socially in the parlor, the dainty maid
ready to fly TO her post at a seconds
WuIuluEs AZ lbuI ~ NloNhi tilNg NtlN u
little tagged and near the point of eX-
ASPIRATION, but they still held their
characters admirably. At half past
four IA telegram message was phoned
out from the station.
Delayed In coming. VIII write you
later Very sorry. Andy Hedges, Jr."
Only the absolute righteousness of 1t
saved Carol from rage. She looked
from the girllsh tennis girl TO the semi
invalid auntle, and then to the sweet
young daughter of the house, and burst
out laughing. TIE others, though tired,
nervous and disappointed, joined her
merrily, and the vexatlon was swept
away.
The next morning, Aunt Grace went
usual to the all-day meeting of the
.9dies' Aid In the church parlors.
Carol and Lark, with a light lunch,
went out for few hours of sprngtime
happiness beside the creek two miles
from town.
wen come back right after lunch
con-" Carol promised, $50 IL Andy the
Second should come, Wen be on hand"
he