The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1919-10-31

gratitude threatening to become emo
tional in spite Of him. Isabel how
ever, turned instantly to Fanny. "Give
| him your hand, Fanny" she said gay
ly; and as Fanny mechanically
obeyed, "There!'' Isabel cried. eff
brother George were here, Eugene
would have his three oldest and best
friends congratulating him all at once.
We know what brother George thinks
about it. though. It's just beautiful.
Eugene!"
Lucy leaned toward George and
whispered, did you ever see anything
so lovely?"
"As what?" George inquired, not
because he misunderstood but be-
cause he wished to prolong the pleas
ant neighbogliness of whispering
las your lnotherl Think of her do
Ing that! She's darling! And
papa"-here she imperfectly repressed
a tendency to laugh-"papa looks as
If he were either going to explode or
utter loud sobs!'
Eugene commanded his features
however, and they resumed their GUS
tomary apprehensiveness. 81 used to
write verses" he said-"if you remem
ber-'
YES" Isabel interrupted gently. 81
| remember"
| II don't recall that I've written any
| for twenty years or so," he continued
But I'm almost thinking I could dc
1t again, to thank you for making q
factory visit into such kind cele
bration."
"Gracious!" Lucy whispered, gig
Cling. aren't they sentimental
People that age always are,
George returned. "They get sentimen
tai over anything at all. Factories OF
restaurants, 1t doesn't matter what 7
And both of them were seized with
fits of laughter which they managed
to cover under the general movement
Of departure, as Isabel had risen to go
Outside upon the crowded street
George helped Lucy into his runabout
and drove off, waving triumphantly
and laughing at Eugene, who was
struggling with the engine of his car
in the tonneau Of which Isabel ani
Fanny had established themselves
Looks like hand-organ man grind
ing away for pennies" said George, as
the runabout turned the corner into
National avenue. "I'll still take 6
horse, any day."
He was not so cocksure half an hour
later, on an open road, when a sirer
whistle walled behind him, and before
the sound had died away Eugene's car
coming from behind with what seemed
fairly like one long leap, went by the
runabout and dwindled almost instan
taneously in perspective, with Lace
handkerchief in black-gloved HAND
fluttering sweet derision as it wa:
swept onward into minuteness-a mere
white speck-and then out of sight.
George was undoubtedly impressed
'Your father does know how to driv,
some," the dashing exhibition forced
him to admit. "Of course Pendenni.
isn't as young as he was, and I dom
care to push him too hard. Well,
enjoyed part of that lunch today quite
lot, Lucy"
"The salad?
"No. Your whispering to me.''
George checked Pendennis to walk
Whereupon Lucy protested quickly
ooh, don'tI"
"Why"
81 know when you make him wall
it's so you can give all your attention
TOTO proposing to me again!"
And as she turned face Of exag
gerated color to him, "By the Lord
but you're little witch!' Georg,
cried.
George, do let Pendennis tro
again."
81 WON'T"
She clucked to the horse. "Get up
Pendennis! Trotl Go on! Com
mencei"
| Pendennis paid no attention; sh'
meant nothing to him, and Georg,
laughed at her fondly. "You are tn,
prettiest thing in this world, Lucyl" HI
exclaimed. "Are you going to drop tn,
almost and say we're really engaged? 2
"Oh, not for years So there's tn,
answer, and let's trot again."
But George was persistent; more
over, he had become serious durin,
the last minute or two. II want tt
know" he said. 81 really mean it."
Lets don't be serious, George" sh'
begged him hopefully. Lets talk O.
something pleasant"
He was little offended. "Then i
isn't pleasant for you to know that
want to marry your"
At this she became as serious as hi
could have asked; she looked down
and her lip quivered like that Of {
child about to cry. Suddenly she pu
her hand upon one of his for just ar
instant, and then withdrew it.