Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-12-28
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Kennieott growled that he didn't
care to so.
Had he any objections to her play
ing with Erik?
No: sure not: slne needed the ex.
Carol went to the match early. The
court was In, q meadow out on the
New Antonio road. Only Erik was
a rake, trying to make the court
somewhat less like 4 plowed field. He
a admitted that he had stage-fright at
the thought OF the coming horde. Will
lis and Mrs. Woodford arrived, Willis
In homemade Knockers and black
sneakers through at the toe; then DR..
and Mrs Harvey Dillon. people as
harmless n grateful as the Wood
fords.
Carol was embarrassed and excess
| sively agreeable, lik :. the bishops lady
tying net e feel out st, place e., at oa,y :
They waited. - fr'@ 80
The match was scheduled for three.
As spectators there assembled one
youthful grocery clerk, stopping his
Ford delivery wagon to stare from
the seat and one solemn small boy,
Juggling a smaller sister who had a
careless nose. :
Il wonder where the Haydocks are?
They ought to show Up, at least" said
Erik.
Carol smiled confidently at him,
and peered down the empty road to-
ward town. Only heat-waves and
dust and dusty weeds.
At half-past three no n had come,
and the grocery boy reluctantly goa
out, cranked his Ford, glazed at them
in q dtsillusioned ann and ratified
away. The small boy and his sister
ate grass and sighed.
The players pretended to be exhil-
arated by practicing service, but they
startled at Zach dust-cloud from a
motor car. None Of the car turned
to. four, when Kennicott drove in.
Carols heart swelled. How loyal
he is! Depend on him! He'd come,
II nobody else did. Even though he
doesn't care for the game The, old
darling!"
Kennicott did not alight He called
out, Carrie! Harry Haydock 'phoned
me that they've decided to hold the
tennis matches, or whatever you call
'em, down at the cottages at the lake,
instead Of here. The bunch are down
there now: Haydocks and Dyers and
Clarks and everybody. Harry wanted
to know II ND bring you down. I
guess I can take the time-come right
back after supper"
Before Carol could sum it all up,
Erik stammered, why. Haydock
change. or course he's the president,
but"
Kenntcott looked at him heavily,
and grunted, II don't know q thing
about It Coming, Carrie? 2"
II am not! The match was to be
here. and 1t will 30 here! You can tell
Harry Haydock that he's beastly
rude!" She rallied the five who had
been left out, who would always be
left out, Come on! we'll toss to see
which four Of us play the Only and
Original First Annual Tennis Tourna-
ment OF Forest Hills, Del Monte. and
Gopher Prairie!"
Don't know as I blame you" said
Kennicott. "we'n have supper at
home then? " He drove on
She hated him for his composure.
much less like Susan B. Anthony as
she turned to her huddled followers.
Mrs. Dillon and Willis Woodford
I lost the toss. The others played ore
i the game, slowly. painfully. stumbling
on the rough earth, niuffing the~eas-
Hest shots. watched only by the small
boy and hiS sniyeling sister. Beyond
Line COuTL 6tr0tCI0O ING eternal SUD.
ble-fields. The four ,marionettes,
awkwardly going through exercises,
insignificant in the hot sweep Of con-
temptuous land, were not heroic;
their voices did not ring out in the
score. but sounded apologetic: and
when the game Wa over they glanced
about as though they were waiting to
be laughed at.
They walked home. Carol took
Erik's arm. Through her thin linen
sleeve she could feel the crumply
warmth OF his familiar brown jerse-.
coat. She observed that there were
purple and red-gold threads inter-
woven with the brown. She remen-
bered the first time she had seen 1t
Their talk was nothing but i'm
provisations on the theme: 81 never
did like this sHaydock. He Just con-
siders his own convenience" Ahead
OF them, the billions and Woodfords
/. spoke o. the weather and b. II. Goug-
ernng's new bungalow. No one re-
/ ferred to their tennis tournament. AZ
her gate Carol shook hands firmly
with Erik and smiled ~ him.
Next morning. Sunday morning.
when Carol Was on the porch, the
i Haydocks drove. MP.
w didn't mean to be rude to you,