Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1918-02-06

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Eyes, indeed" said Connie. "Caro1
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. ]
have no Interior motive" r
Her eyes sparkled eagerly. "You
know, auntie darling"
"Now, Carol, don't you suggest any.
thing -
"Oh. no indeed, dearest, how could
you think of such thing?" disclaimed
Carol instantly. Its such a very tiny
thing, but 1t will mean a whole lot on
the general impression of a million:
aires son. We've simply got to have
a maid! To open the door, and cour-
tesy, and take his hat, and serve the
dinner, and He's used to it, you
know, and If we haven't one he'll go
back to Cleveland and say, "Ah, bah
Jove, had to hang up my own hat,
don't you know?"
'That's supposed to be English, but
don't believe it. Anyhow, it isn't
| Cleveland" said Connie fatty.
"Well, 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 maid! ~
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
jeeted Carol.
"Of whom were you thinking,
Carol?" asked her aunt, moving un-
easily in her chair
Carol flung herself at her aunt's
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
"Tm beginning to see daylight" said
Connie. She looked speculatively at
Lark. "Well, it's not half bad, Carol,
and apologize"
Don't you think it is a glorious
/ idea, Connie?' cried Carol rapturously.
eyes, think it Isl
Carol caught her sisters hand. Here
was an ally worth having. "You know
how sensible Connie is, auntie. She
sees how utterly preposterous it would
oe to think of entertaining a 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,
"'you'd better wait for the ladies,
SIR"
"Oh, Carol, I think you're awful"
said their aunt, unhappily.e II know
your father won't like it."
Like it? He'll love it. Won't he,
CONNER"
''Well, I'm not sure he'll be crazy
about it, but it'll be all over when he
gets home" said Connie.
| "And you're very much in favor Of
It, aren't you, Connie precious?"
"But what's the idea?' mourned
Lark. "What's the sense in it? Fa-
Their said to he good to him, and you
know I can't think Of thirgs to say to
a 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 auntie 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
warning. At four o'clock, they were a
little tagged and near the point of ex-
asperation,, but they still held thea3
characters admirably. At half past
four telegram message was phoned
out from the station.
delayed in coming. Will write you
later. Very sorry. Andy Hedges, Jr."
Only the absolute righteousness of it
saved Carol from a rage. She looked
from the girlish tennis girl to the semi
invalid auntie, and then to the sweet
young daughter of the house, and burst
out laughing. The others, though tired,
nervous and disappointed, Joined her
merrily, and the vexation was swept
away.
The next morning, Aunt Grace went
as usual to the all-day meeting of the
Ladies' Aid in the church parlors.
Carol and Lark, with a light lunch.
went out for few hours of springtime
happiness beside the creek two miles
from town.
We'll come back right after lunch
con-" Carol promtsed, $50 if Andy the
Secund should come, We'll be on hand"
"Oh, he won't come today"
"Well, he just better get here before
rather comes home. I know father will
like our plan after it's over, but also
know he'll veto it if he gets home in
time. Wish you could 60 with us, Con-
ME-"
| "ThankS Rut Two ro& IN cox,, ~,