The Wahpeton times., 1918-10-10

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aa lie .t1l. lie turned
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ar.s clerhe.', .Carl"jG& Il tennis
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ae"d s. 9nfckiE cat linton received
4Ai. me !inloSt a".H0sa oL h'Ne eyes,
de opened tne Pap'f 70 WhSfe 1t was
oel"Fe ana %eaf|Aed diIlSon}Iy lor
Wllal HAD so Interested the .beautl1ul
Stranger HIS search was OF no 'aFaal'
however, ana soon the sffl got OIL
Nearing MS sIni'' ana turning 10 press
lhe nn'len. iilli"h hotlced a postcard
iS'hs on 'he next seat addressed 10
lne llrin ol Wiilch ne was an employe.
ne plcked II up slpped 1t INTO MS
p"'Net anu promptly 1orgot ali
"'out IT,
AT his club several hours later while
ne was smoking MS after'dinner cigar
HiltOn's MIND wandered to the girl on
tne car. Iholgnts OF her reminded
MN OF the casd which probably she
droppea' ana ne nshed 1t out OF MS
pocKet. belng care1ui not TO read the
message ne just glanced at the sigma
ture-Rosalie Earnshaw. $40 Somerset
avenue.
"By Jove," he murmured,. "Jack
Warren lives at 343. wonder if he
knows her"
The next day, accidently on purpose,
Geoffrey Hilton happened to stroll by
Jack Warren's place of business just
as the latter was leaving for lunch.
The two old collegemates were glad to
meet again. and joyfully talked over
old times. After little maneuvering
Hilton obtained for himself an invita-
tion TO dinner at the worrens, that
evening.
AS IL was Still light after dinner.
thanks to Uncle Sans light.saving
idea. the two men had q set of tennis.
After Mrs. Warren came out thew had
another delightful hour on the yer.
anda.
1t was with great interest that Hill.
ton watched the house across the
street. Suddenly light glowed in one
of the upper windows, and his girl Of
the car appeared to null down the
curtain.
"Nice girl-Rosalie Earnshaw," re-
marked Warren. "Do Won know ber
Jeff?"
II believe I've seen her once or
twice." replied Hilton, "but do not
know her"
"Say, Beth" cried lack. "I've
corking idea! Let's invite her and
Jeff Wednesday evening for dinner
md have a couple of set of doubles"
"Why, it would he lovely" agreed
his wife. "COuld YOU come. Mr.. Hill.
tOn?"
with the greatest of pleasure"
Sttlu 11IltOL, ueuFtlly.
Soon Hilton bade his friends good
night and departed. promising to be
there Wednesday. That night he
dreamed that he was at the Warrens
playing tennis with Rosalie. Some
how his racquet twisted and he sent
the ball he was serving directly into
Rosalie's face! Stunned by the blow,
Rosalie, fainting. dropped to the
ground. Hilton rushed for water, and
awoke to find himself kneeling on the
moor literally besprinkling the rug
with water.
Wednesday was an ideal August
day. Hilton strobe gayly along Somer-
set avenue. swinging his racquet. his
heart keeping time to his quick foot
Steps.
AS Mrs. Warren introduced him to
MISS Earnslaw. he fancied that she
grew Il shade pinker. but he wasn't
sure. She gave him her hand and a
beautiful smile in such a wav fiat
Jack asked:
"Have you two met before?"
Hilton looked at Miss Earnshaw in.
terrOgatively. She reDlied: