Evening star., 1922-10-29

"Oh. yes. That's right-for Anne.
Bully, steady little mare for Anne. l
say, now
Just as glad to have you keep on
riding her" Ephraim mumbled. Let
Anne ride her when she wants, too
I'm not saying what 1 want her for.
! young man. but I'll buy this horse.
Six hundred and ffty's my offer.
TaSe it 90
The young man stuck out his
right hand.
Sure I'll take it," he agreed.
Saves me carting her north. She's
yours"
Well explain it to the stable
boss" said Ephraim as he reached
for his check book.
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THE young man had dismounted.
i Here comes Anne now, I think"
he announced. Yes. It's Anne-all
ready for leg up. too" Feverishly
he turned to the near stirrup leather
and began shortening 1t. Wont
she be surprisedT' he volunteered.
She'll be surprised, all right" said
Ephraim McAndrus. by the way,
. who do 1 make this check out to-"
Smith" said the young man.
Harold T. Smith. Hold her a sec
ond, will you? I want to slip Anne
the news"
Ephraim's steel-blue eyes were
saturnine as he watched the skinny.
! booted legs of Harold T. Smith
bounding off to greet the daughter
Of a McAndrus. What a cute little
devil Anne waa anyway-looked
like boy, almost. in that tan riding
suit of hers! Well. she wasn't a
boy, thank heaven!
Stays here three months" he
grumbled, because it's a good place
to loaf. Well. the two of 'em will
get a surprise, all right, in just
about three days"
With the air of a small boy tip
toeing away from q pllfered jam
closet. Ephraim McAndrus walked
to the village that same afternoon
and once more called New York on
! long distance. He was exceedingly
amiable at dinner that evening, and
all the next day, even consenting to
watch the polo in the morning and
/ foregoing his afternoon golf so that
he might observe the tennis. He
asked many questions and evinced
! such an intrest that Anne, as she
came off the court after match o:
mixed doubles in which Mr.. Harold
T. Smith, resplendent in white fan
nels, had showed marked activity,
kissed her father gayly upon the
forehead and said: Better come to
tea with US. The cutest little place
/ you ever saw-called the Vine Gel
lar. Everybody meets there at 81
! Don't want to miss a thing" said
Ephraim. and accompanied them to
a rustic cottage almost hidden by
creepers, where at tiny, painted
| tables one might spoil ones appe.
tite at will.
| What else do you people do ex-
cept this?" Ephraim finally inquired.
Il mean what other things are there
with which you amuse yourselves?
You ride in the morning and you
play tennis or golf in the afternoon
and then you come here and eat a
lot of sticky junk. What else is
there to occupy your timer
| Dancing" said Anne quickly.
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NFR. HAROLD T. SMITH was de-
AVX voting his attention to q large
and creamy piece OF chocolate-col-
ored pastry.
! Ephraim glowered severely at
him, but straishtway he had to kill
a desire to chuckle. Tomorrow
morning at Z o'clock they would be
stepping of the Pullman At Pinden
station.
Ephraim slept lightly that night.
as q healthy boy sleeps on the night
of the Sd Of July, and he was out OF
bed almost as early. He explained
! to the clerk, casually enough, that
he was feeling SO we'll that he need.
ed a morning walk. Then he hur-
ried to the railway station.
! An hour later three men might
have been seen conferring seriously.
their heads close together, over q
anotfed fahIa in fha Pindan RAILWAY