Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1920-11-05

the way you feel she remarked
Maybe so much beauty on an eIupty
stomach has upset you"
ut is not the lack of breakfast"
he asserted
'Nell. then OH there's Ellen
coming out of the pergola."
He colored and looked toward Ellen,
who was eagerly approaching. As he
caught her gaze his flush deepened.
"We're waiting for you, DEAR" said
Amy.
"Really?" breatlllessly murnlur ed
Ellen.
Amy tugged at Clinton's arm.
Don't be dummy. Speak TO her.
He bowed hastily to the other girl
in futile attempt to avoid her tender
gaze. Pardon me. Miss Kirkland.
L"
Miss kirkland THE idea !"-ad-
monished Amy. and she sang mean
ingly:
The maiden's standing by. sir;
IT'S yours to do or die. sir
Amy" murmured the stately Miss
Kirkland, her cheeks scarlet with bliss
full shame.
Milford, your fiancee waits" an.
nounced the little tease.
Clinton drew back, stiff with embar.
rassment "Miss-Lowrie," he replied,
you and Miss Kirkland alike forget
that | am not"
please, please, WIFI" broke in FL
len. do not say that-do not J"
He only means not himself" sug-
gested Amy. She smiled at the young
man hopefully. Perhaps you might
remember, if you made believe. Don't
mind me. I'll turn my back"
The young man gave over the I'M
equal contest. ''Have it your own way.
if you must; only please remember
and spare me when Doctor Kirkland
receives the answering telegram with
regard to Mr.. Lowrie."
when you know and must believe
that you are you'll" sighed Ellen.
'But we won't starve you while you
watt" added Amy. "Coine In to break
fast. I smell baconW
Breakfast at Amy Lowrie's usual
hour was far too early for Mrs. Kirk
land. Clinton remained at the mercy
of the young ladies. But he was quits
submissive. He drank his cup of near.
coffee without protest, and even went
so far as to ask the dainty server for
a second cup. In return the girls linr
tied their demonstrations of affection
to tender glances.
After the meal he at once excused
himself on the plea of letter writing
and withdrew to his room. He did not
come out until midmorning, when. al
had been agreed, Doctor Kirkland
called to take him down to the bank.
Good morning. SIR" he returned
the physicians cordial greeting. May
| ask if you have telegraphed for news
of Mr.. Lowrie?''
1.-THE message was sent last night"
''Then you will probably receive the
reply this mOrning?"
'FNot nearly so soon-no. We shall
hear not later than this evening, how
ever"
Clinton looked graveIy at Amy. I'm
that event please do not expect me
for lunch. | shall wait until the teie-
gram comes and you know | am not
your brother. After that, il / may
have the privilege"
What if the telegram is delayed I'm.
I'll tomorrow" she objected. You
promised to stay. You must come
home for dinner at least, else we shall
be frightened"
VERY we'll"
He bowed, and before Ellen or her
mother could speak he was out of thu.
room
A drive of a few minutes brought
the car down to that solid and con-
sentative bank, the Fourth National
of Denver. AS Clinton followed Doc
tor Kirkland in through the screen
door ain outhurrying business man
paused to clap him on the shoulder
and tell him nc nad come home look
ing fine and fit. Clinton nodded and
passed on into the bank.
The big hawk-eyed guard. who was
wandering about through the crowd.
glanced at him and bowed. Again he
nodded. On all sides men were rec
ognizing him by smiles and mods.
Some would have detained him with
words of welcome and inquiries as TO
his long holiday. Doctor Kirkland
saved him from the embarrassment of
coherent answers by leading him brisk
ly across to the desk, of the cashier,
BENIN, as fastidiously dressed az
ever. was sitting within the Enclosure.
At sight of Clinton he sprang to open
the gate. with cordial: "AH. here you
are! Come right in. You, too. Doc
tor Kirkland"
'AIusr go h1f tfadn 70, my office" repied
the physician "Can stop only TO Inc
dorse Mr.. Clinton's draft if that is nee
essary."
''Not at ALL" said BENIN. "Tve ex-
planned Mr.. Clintons odd resemblance
to Mr.. Lowrie. The draft will ba
cashed all right
Clinton drew out his draft and in-
dorsed 1t under the sharp gaze of the
cashier without the slightest trace OK
hesitancy.