Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-01-02

GeOffrey Hilton tossed q penny on
the counter, caught up a newspaper
and hurried into the waiting car. He
opened his paper, and after finishing
an article, was about to turn the page
when he heard a smothered and dis
appointed "Oh! !" beside him. He turned
and discovered that he was sitting be-
Side a very attractive girl dressed in
sports clothes, carrying a tennis
racquet. Her golden hair curled about
her face bewitchingly; she turned her
head so quickly that Hilton received
only the tiniest glimpse of blue eyes.
He opened the paper to where it was
before and searched diligently for
what had so interested the beautiful
stranger. His search was of no avail,
however, and soon the girl got off.
Nearing his stop, and turning to press
the button, Hilton noticed a postcard
lying on the next seat addressed to
the firm of which he was an employee.
He picked it up, slipped it into his
pocket and promptly forgot all
about it..
At his club several hours later while
he was smoking his after-dinner cigar
Hilton's mind wandered to the girl on
the car. Thoughts of her reminded
him of the card which probably she
dropped, and he fshed it out of his
pocket. Being careful not to read the
message, he just glanced at the sigma
ture-Rosalie Earnshaw, $40 Somerset
avenue.
"By Jove," he murmured, "Jack
Warren lives at 343. I wonder if he
knows her."
The next day, accidently on purpose,
Godfrey Hilton happened to stroll by
Jack Warren's place of business just
as the latter vas leaving for lunch.
The two old collegemates were glad to
meet again, and joyfully talked over
old times. After a little maneuvering
Hilton obtained for himself an invita-
ton to dinner at the Warrens' that
evening.
AS it was still light after dinner,
thanks to Uncle Sans light-saving
idea. the two men had a set of tennis.
After Mrs. Warren came out they had
another delightful hour. on the YER
anda.
1t was with great interest that Hill
ton watched the house across the
street. Suddenly a light glowed in one
of the upper windows, and his girl of
the car appeared to pull down the
curtain,
"Nice girl-Rosalie Earnshaw." re-
marked Warren. "Do you know her.
Jeff"
IT believe I've seen her once or
twice." replied Hilltop, but I do not
know her"
Say. Beth" cried Jack, give q
corking idea! Let's invite her and
Jeff Wednesday evening for dinner
and have a couple of set of doubles"
"Why. it would be ~lovely,' agreed
his wife. "Could you come, Mr.. Hill
ton?"
"With the greatest of pleasure"
said Hilton. heartily.
Soon Hilton babe his friends good
night and departed. promising to be
there Wednesday. That night he
- lAitt 1O "OS at lllt w aureus
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
floor 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 E%arnshaw, he fancied that she
grew a shade pinker, but he wasn't
sure. She gave him her hand and a
beautiful smile in such a a that
Jack asked:
Have you two met befOre?"
Hilton looked at Miss Earnshaw in
t~errogatively. She replied:
S"We've spoken, but Mr.. Hill
ton very kindly permitted me to read
his paper one evening""
Godfrey was dumfounded-that she
should remember; he. never even i'm
agined-luckily the Japanese gong an
nouncing dinner sounded, and the
group went into the dining room.
Mrs. Warren, ardent matchmaker
that she was, made Rosalie and Hilton
partners in the tennis which followed.
All four were excellent players and
there was a hard tussle for the games.
They played until 1t was so lark they
had to stop, leaving the score a tie.
Very often in the fortnight which
followed Hilton was to be found in
the vicinity OF Somerset
either Mt Rosalie's or the Warrens'.
They had many delightful tennis
games and canoe trips on the nearby
lake.
One afternoon In late September
Geafrey and Resale were idly drift
Ing across the like in n canoe, when
Godfrey asked Rosalie to share the
rest Of his life with him.