The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1921-11-18
EASY ENOUGH


am going to do" she bemoaned, 1T In
dreadful TO be born with bashful dis
position. And having to be tied con-
stantly to Aunt's old fashioned apron
strings. keeps me growing more pain
fully bashful all the time: or maybe
Its embarrassment, over my own lack
OF confidence. Anyway / never can
have good time wherever I am, while
| avn bound to remain tongue tied or
stutter at every effort at conversation.
II was not so hard to bear before
George William Prescott arrived on
the scene, but he Is bashfully silent
too. therin lies my present difficulty"
"who." asked Cissy abruptly. SIS
this George William PrescottT Her
difiident friend sighed. "He's the man
In my life,' she confessed.
AT least, / never took much in
terest In any man before. He came to
Aunt Letties, one evening to pay a
duty call, being the guest of her friend
Mrs. Seymour. N.Y. it was an awful
evening. we just sat and stared at
each other. like two people at the
dentists; and when tried to make a
remark 1t sounded insane, and when
he did, he'd get red to the ears; but
he has been mixing more or less with
our set ever sipce, because Mr.. Sey-
mour has taken him into his Office and
Mr.. Prescott is doing SO well there,
that he's decided to stay on In town.
But no one has been able to become
very well acquainted with William,
that's what Mrs. Seymour calls him,
because he is so dffident." Cecilia
Rose wrinkled her pretty brows.
"What am trying to find out" she
remarked ais why anyone should care
| to-"
The wide eyes Of Alice were tenderly
reminiscent, "Mr. Prescott Is so
wonderfully good looking she unused,
"his eyes look as IL they were trying
to say many wonderful things that
his lips cannot While his ways"
Mercy" interrupted Cissy. II do be-
lieve you are In love. That would be
serious state Of affairs, especially
If your George William-oh let's
call him Bill, to take the stiffness
away-if your Bill were also speech
lessly in love with you. Fancy two
frigid glaciers, shining upon each
other!" "Cissy DEAR" begged Alice,
"you have such drawing power, couldn't
you draw George William-Bill,
mean. out of his shell, and make him
approachable?
j "A roachable to your" Cissy
laughed, ooh think 1t would be easy
enough but you must promise to take
him off my hands afterward. am
too fond of being entertained myself
to do all the drawing"
George William Prescott, standing
aloof against the supper room curtain,
looked as lonely and as uncomfortable
as he felt His stilted replies to
several maidens who had ventured in
viting remarks regarding the evening.
or the success of Mrs. Seymour's party,
were not encouraged to further
sociability. Alice, breathless, and
startled-eyed, had suggested that sup
per would soon be served, and was
allowed to drift on, to the escort Of
drawer and newly arrived man
George William, mentally reproached
himself for leaving the assured en-.
tertainment of books for an uncer
tainty Of enjoyment, when laughing
voice accosted him.
II am your fate as supper com
panion," Cecilia informed him, "Beint
guest Of honor, Mrs. Seymour gave mi
the privilege Of choice, and l." Ciss.
Rose smiled, Il chose you" Mr.. Pres
colt started to bow perfunctorily
then bending, drew her hand insteat
through his arm. Alice, at an op
posite side of the flower decked table
gazed wonderingly at her admire,
ones evident enjoyment of the oe
casion. Once she heard in accom-
paniment to Cissy's merry glance q
him, her daring use of the name, bill
An eager light showed for momer
in the young mans eyes, his work wa
! also his hobby, then from the doorwa
Cecilia looked back Oh the two. an
| I'll
=. the shrinking figure at his side Br
= it was not Of his beloved art ths
he spoke, "Cissy Rose" he repeate
softly, "Why, you'd think the nan
was made for her, wouldn't you? Wi
the rose color in her cheeks, and thi
sort of saucy way, she has"
1t was a long speech for Wlllial
which may have been accountable fl
the long silence that followed. Fro
this silence Alice was only rescue
A by her former supper escort. Hello
"a cried that young man breezily, "be'
S looking for you everywhere. l wal
SssS you to play certain song for us. Oh
VI yes you WILL he waved her shy o
iections aside, II will sit on the ben
- beside you and give my moral su
" port"
\ Cissy was in despair. Also, she b
4 gan to realize certain alarming sym
B toms of timidity upon her own pa
i at the aDprOach of Bill Prescott